Broken beyond repair? (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5 (Harry's POV)

Song: "Breathe me" by Sia

"Help, I've done it again. I've been here many times before. Hurt myself again today."

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"FUCK" I screamed throwing the across the room. This one time, when I was ready to tell Lou about my past, he had to be with fucking Eleanor!!! WHY?!

I grabbed my jacket and went to a pub, not far from home. I entered without problems 'couse the doorman new me. 

"Harry Styles! My man! Were the hell were you? Not seen you in month, aye?" the barkeeper Tom greeted me. 

"Hey Tom... Yeah, I was a little busy. With the upcoming tour and all..."

"Well well, the usual?"

"Nah... I want to get drunk enough to forget everything for one night... Can you manage that?"

"Okaay... Everything for you Styles. Love life is shit eh?"

"Your so damn right"

He gave me some shot glasses and I drank them, enjoying the burning feeling in my throat. Soon, after half an hour or so, I was utterly drunk. I pushed my thoughts about Louis aside and went dancing with some girl. If you even could call it dancing. She kept grinding on me and I could barley stand on my feet. I excused myself and went outside. I needed air. I had no clue what hour is was, because I left my phone at home. Looking back there now, I think that was my biggest mistake.

Anyway, I made my way home, stumbling down the road. Suddenly someone grabbed my arm and shoved me in a dark alley. 

A man pressed me against the wall and other two man were standing behind him.

"What do you want from me? Please let me go!" I pleaded. knowing what they were about to do. This look in their eyes,  I knew that look from my father. I was panicking, I didn't want this again. Not now. Knowing that if they... raped me, I would have to shut everyone out. I didn't want hat in my new life!

"Well little, fat  fag... I'm afraid we can't do that. You know, you father sent us. He said we could have our fun with you. And I really like that offer." the man in front of me said. The other two were laughing full of hate.

"Please, don't. You don't have to do this. Pleasepleaseplease!!!" I pleaded struggling to break free. But the man was too strong. 

"Jack, Marc." he nodded to the the other men. One of them grabbed my left arm, the other my right arm.

"Just do it Frank. I'm freezing." the one on my left said.

Frank just grunted, and ripped my shirt open. 

"NO, Please don't hurt me!!!" now I was really panicking. He grabbed my trousers and shoved them down with my boxers.

"LOU HELP ME!!!" I screamed. I was fully crying. 

I think you all now, what then happened. I was too far from home, for Lou to hear me.

When the men were finished with me, they dressed me, and left me in that alley. My whole body ached and I was bleeding. I stood up, still crying and stumbled home. Every step was a torture. When I was home, Lou was asleep. Thank God!

I went into the bathroom and stood under the hot shower. I did that every time my dad would... you know. When I was finished I went into my room, dressed me and got into my bed. Hoping I just could sleep forever.