A Millions Roses | | L.S AU

Twenty Four

"Still I can't let you be, most night I hardly sleep... don't take what you don't need from me..."

Twenty Four; parts

Louis' p.o.v

"Nick this is crazy, you shouldn't be packing up and moving back becasue I - I don't want you there!" Louis fumed, pacing back and forth in the expanse of Nick's room.

"If this is about last night... Look Louis, I'm sorry. I wasn't actually going to do anyth-"

"We're not talking about this." Louis dismissed quickly, his tone clipped and his eyes dark. Nick had attempted to touch him last night, touch in ways he definitely didn't want to be touched and he had slapped his across the face and slept curled up agaisnt the couch in his living room.

His house was almost all packed up, as it was night right now and he was having people to come move his belongings tomorrow. It gave Louis a headache knowing he would see Nick around more often - and the only reason he hadn't went back to Harry yet was because he was trying to get Nick to stay away.

He clenched his fists and walked from Nick's room, into the almost empty living room and stepped out onto the front porch. He groaned to himself, pulling out his phone and quickly dialing Greg's number. He put the buzzing phone to his ear and listened to it ring.

He was almost certain Greg wouldn't answer, until the very last minute his voice was  coming through the line. "What do you want, Tomlinson?"

"I want to talk to Harry." Louis decided, right than and there that he missed the little curly haired boy more than ever. He hated to admit that he never should've left and yeah, maybe he had some explaining to do but he just really wanted to talk to him.

"Louis..." Greg sighed, "You can't just be gone for a month and half and expect that he'd want to talk to you."

"Does he not want to?" Louis pressed, furrowing his eyebrows in frustration. "If you can get him to say he doesn't want to speak to me... I'll leave him alone." Louis murmered quietly into the line.

"You know he wants to." Greg huffed out, and Louis could tell he was probably running his hand over his face. "Either way it goes, I convinced Harry to go home and speak to his mom. He came out to her, and I don't know how it went yet. He hasn't came back, so... I assume it went well or he's grounded." Greg chuckled into the line.

"Wow, can't believe I missed such a big event." Louis said quietly, thinking it over in his head. He wondered if Harry's mom would like? Would he like her? Would she welcome him, or see his tattoos and think he was no good? He didn't know but he wanted to find out. "So, I can't talk to him?"

"I mean... I could give you his phone number." Greg said cautiously and Louis was shouting yes into the line. "Calm down, it's a phone number. I'll text it to you now."

A beeping was sounding on Louis' phone, and he excited said goodbye as him and Greg ended the call. They excited lasted up until he typed in the number and was about to press call. Greg was right, would Harry even want to talk to Louis? What if he hung up? What if he cried? What if he said he never wanted to talk to Louis again? He didn't know what he would do if those words were ever uttered. It would thoroughly rip him apart and spend him spiraling down - cold and alone like he was before.

After some gathering his thoughts, he finally pressed the call button and waited as it buzzed agaisnt his ear. He was nearly holding his breath when someone picked up, and he waited to hear the voice he's been longing to hear for quite some time.

"Hello?" said the confused voice of a women, and Louis furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. Had Greg given him the wrong number?

"Oh, um.. Hi. I'm Louis... Is uh, is Harry there?" He asked nervously, picking at the loose thread on his jeans.

"Ah, so you're the infamous Louis are you? I'm Harry's mother... Anne. It's nice to meet you." She greeted.

"It's nice to meet you as well Mrs.Styles." Louis greeted back, "May I speak to him?"

"Harry dear, someone's on the phone for you!" Anne called, and Louis could hear someone in the backround saying who? In that confused little voice that he did. It sounded more like a squeak and it caused the biggest smile to crawl onto Louis' lips and his heart to flutter.

"Hello?" Harry asked, same confusion laced through his voice.

"Hello there curly." was the first thing Louis could think to say. It was quiet on the line for a second, he almost wondered if Harry had hung up on him.

"L-louis? Is it really you or this some joke becasue I'm not really in the m-"

"It's really me babe, I'm here." Louis murmered and a surprised squeak left Harry's mouth before he was screaming into the line.

"I hate you so much you know that! God! I've missed you so much..." and then he was crying, his voice muffled but what he assumed was Harry's mother holding him. "Please don't tell me you called just to tell me you aren't coming back because if that's the case... You shouldn't of called."

"No! No I'm sorry. I've missed you to curly, and I promise you I'm coming back soon... I just need some time and some money. I have an issue to take care of - but I hope Niall and Greg are treating you well."

"They are... "Harry sniffled, "Greg told me you know... He told me what happened with Nick. I'm really sorry about that... I know why you like to run away." Harry murmured.

"Ah, did he now... Well, Nick won't be an issue anymore babe, I promise I'll be there soo-"

"What about me?" and Nick was standing behind Louis, arms folded across his chest and his eyebrows quirked. Louis ignored him, focusing on the curly haired boy on the line.

"You remember how I told you I loved you? I meant that okay? I meant that... I'll make this all up to you, I swear okay?" Louis promised into the line, rambling on and on about he wanted to get back there and just, be with Harry and try to figure out his while how to be in a relationship thing.

"Are you with Nick right now?" Harry wondered, and Louis went quiet on the line. Louis bit his lip, thinking of how to explain himself and he had a good reason to - but the heat of the moment had him tumbling over his words.

"I - yeah, okay I am but it's not for the reason you think, I'm sorry - I promise to explain everything when I get back -"

"You mean after you figure out what you want? Let me guess, you're confused? You know what Louis - stay with him okay. I don't know why you called if you were only going to break my heart all over again."

"No, no Harry I love you!" and now Louis was crying, wiping his fast falling tears as quickly as he could, his breaths coming out heavy and labored. "Harry, please don't do this! You know I was afraid, I'm still afraid but I'm trying to correct the past so I can have a future... with you!"

"I don't want to hear it Louis. I don't care... I don't want anything to do with you anymore. You left me when I needed you the most. You know." He sniffled, "I could deal with my dad leaving us, I could deal with my mom never being around, I could deal with being along at school becasue I had you. You were the only person who didn't me all alone... but look at that. You left to." and he was clicking end call and left Louis was tears falling down his face and his stomach twisting in pain.

His heart hurt and he felt like he couldn't breath. Nick still stood there, a frown on his lips as Louis lunged up and began hitting him harshly on his arms, chest, kicking him with everything, and every bit of anger and sadness he had resting in the depths of his little body.

"I hate you, you ruined everything!" he screamed, dropping to the floor in desperation once he began to tire himself out.

"Me? You ruined everything by your damn self when you came here." Nick pointed out, "I actually wanted you! Hell, I still do. You can still just, give me a chance?"

"No you don't fucking get it, I loved him okay! I still love him. I don't love anyone, anyone except him. I- I have to go." and Louis shoved his phone into his pocket - and bolted from the house, running down the street like a madman.

He didn't care if he had to sleep around to maybe get enough money. He would do that, he would get back Harry and make it up to him.

Sorry, this chapter was probably terrible. This story is getting worse and worse with each update LOL. Love you x