Flower Crowns

16.

Harry's P.O.V

I could hear Zayn yelling at Louis from my spot on the couch. I was mentally preparing myself for the wrath of Daddy Zayn. That's what I call him when he's all 'protective father' on someone. I heard the door slam and him walk over to the living room. He looked furious and I flinched at his hard glare.

"Harry." He said in a scary calm voice.

"Dad." I joked. Apparently it wasn't funny.

"You promised. I expect so much more from you." He said shaking his head.

"I'm sorry Zayn, I promise I didn't mean for it to happen." I didn't know this would happen. Not in a million years did I ever think I'd kiss Louis Tomlinson, and that he'd kiss me first! And then we made out...on my porch! Weirdly, it felt so natural to be with him, but to say I was excited is an understatement. I still feel on cloud 9, because tonight was amazing.

"Harry! Are you paying attention? I said we'll talk later about you and Louis." He said his name in disgust.

"How are you?" He immediately softened up. He sat next to me.

"I'm fine."

"You know what I mean." He said softly. When I was with Louis I forgot about...earlier. Without warning tears started falling from my eyes and I felt sick. The images replayed in my mind constantly.

"It was so scary Zayn." I said grabbing onto him.

"W-What did she do to you?" He gulped.

"She said she had to talk to me after school, so I came. She locked the door and put handcuffs on me and taped my mouth shut. She pulled my pants down and stuck her fingers in me and she hurt me so much." I cringed.

"I know love. You're okay." He said holding me tight.

"I can't forget." I whispered, shaking in fear. The image of he limp lifeless body came into my head and I felt like I was going to vomit.

"I'm so sorry baby. I shouldn't have let you go. You're going to get better, don't worry. You're going to go to therapy--"

"Therapy? But I don't want to go there!" I said wiping my eyes.

"You have to Harry. It was recommended and I really think it'll help you." He explained.

"I don't need it. I do need a little time to recover, but that's all." I tried to reason with him. I'm not crazy. I don't need to go talk to someone who wouldn't understand anyway.

"You're tired. We're going to bed." He sighed picking me up like a baby. A layed my head on his chest, knowing that it was pointless to argue with him now. He carried me to his room and dropped me on the bed softly. This therapy thing was really bothering me. I really don't want to go. He pulled off my pants and I suddenly felt uneasy.

"Hey, it's okay. You know I'd never hurt you." He assured me, sliding off my jeans and putting on my plaid bottoms. He next took off my shirt, throwing it somewhere. He layed down with his arms open which I gladly snuggled in. I'd never admit it, but I like being treated like a baby when I'm sad. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on the comfort of Zayn's arms, trying to block out any haunting memories.

"I'm sorry for every bad thing that happens to you Haz. You don't deserve it at all, but I'm going to try to protect from what I can." He whispered in my hair. It was then I realized how much Zayn really did care and love me and that made me smile.

"I promised them." He whispered so quietly I almost, didn't catch it as I drifted to sleep.

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Louis' P.O.V

"If you do this, it will assure you're only friends with him just because you feel pity on the freak." She said folding her arms over her flat chest.

"I'm not doing this." I said firmly.

"Honestly, it seems like you actually give a two shits about him. You're a good actor, this should work perfectly." She chuckled darkly. Because I do. So freaking much, and I don't care about Zayn's threats. I knew he was was half right, but I'd never use Harry for just a one-nighter and I truly did mean that kiss. Those kisses.

"Yeah." I quietly agreed. Complete lie.

"Anyways, you have to do this. The whole school is starting to think you're a freak too. Some people think you like him, like how fucking funny is that?" She cackled. Hysterical.

"Yeah, but I really don't want to start drama with him." I tried again. I didn't want to hurt him and Zayn.

"Look, it's just a joke. It's to prove you don't care about him. Just to prove everyone wrong. It's just the freak, it's not like he matters. Do this for me." She said pressing her non-existent boobs against my chest. Two parts of me were battling. One that cared and maybe even liked Harry and would protect him. And the other part that cares more about what people think about me, my reputation and being embarrassed for having feelings for 'the freak'.

"Okay." I reluctantly answer.

"Great. This is going to be great, I love you." She said batting those fake glue-on eyelashes. Remind me why I'm dating her.

"Yep, great." I sighed. Like I said, I'm all about stupid ideas. Fuck.

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I like this chapter because it's sarcastic and cute and dramatic all at the same time. Universal was so much funnnn. I love Harry, he's such a little babe. Tommo get it together idiot. I think you can all guess who convinced him into this plan. Okay that's it. Much love x

-britishwriterliv