Game Of Darkness ~Larry Stylinson~

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Scared

Song of the Chapter: Phantom Of The opera from Phantom Of The Opera

Harry's POV.

Everything hits me then. Everything that Louis explained to me. I gulp. This is not good.

"Louis are you sure you won't hurt me?" I shiver just thinking about when we first met yesterday...

"Harry, I'm positive." I slowly sit up. "What's wrong?"

"Do you have a bathroom?"

"Yes, but I'm gonna need your phone first." This guy serious?! "Dead serious." I tried my best not to cry some more, and instead, whisper,

"Where is it?" As I slowly hand him my phone. I wince as he takes it. "I have a password by the way." I huff. He laughs.

"I'm not planning on going through your phone, Harry. I'll put it right here, and when you're done, I'll give it back, ok? And the bathroom is over there." He points to across the room.

"Thanks." I mumble and quickly head to the bathroom. My legs are even more weak, from not moving them for 12 hours. I close the door, and press my back against it. I'm really freaking out right now. Last night....was terrible. I don't even want to think about it. Being in that cell...all chained up....I suddenly let out a sob.

"Harry? Are you ok in there?" Louis knocks on the door softly. I wince. I don't want him coming in.

"F-Fine!" I quickly say. And the stuttering is back.

"Are you sure? You sound upset?" How come you think I feel sad right now, huh? It's of course not your fault! -End sarcasm here-. "Harry, answer me."

"I'm fine." He has to leave me alone. He has to. Sometimes I just need space. Like now.

"Can I come in?"

"N-No! I'm going to the bathroom!" I lie, and flush the toilet to make it seem real. I hear him sigh from outside the door.

"Harry I know you're lying. Just let me in." He'll hurt me...no please...

"Please leave me alone! I just need some space for a little bit." He sighs again, but luckily, I hear his footsteps lead away from the door. I relax a bit.

I think about all of the things he had said again. I get chills just thinking about it. I just want to go home. Please.... Home would be really nice right now.

I slide down the door, and barrie my face in my hands.

"Please make everything be ok." I whisper to God. He'll make everything ok. I just know he will. "Please." I close my eyes, and feel myself start to drift off. That is until Louis calls,

"Harry are you done in there? You've been alone for long enough." I've been in here for like 5 minutes! I sigh angrily and get up. I slowly open the door, and gasp when I see Louis standing there. "Are you sure you're ok?" I slowly nod. But I'm shaking like crazy from fear, and I just want to go home. Louis suddenly pulls me into a hug.

"N-No!" I plead. He only hugs me tighter.

"Just let me hug you, ok?" I tremble some more. "Babe, don't we afraid, I won't hurt you." I wince.

"Don't call me that. My name is Harry." I mutter. He looks flushed and sad. He looks down at the ground.

"Right. Sorry..." He scrapes his hand across his cheek, and it looks like he's wiping a tear away. For some reason. I wince at the thought of making him cry. I don't know why though. After a moment, he finally speaks again, saying, "I'll find you some clothes to wear. They might be a little big though." He quickly turns and heads to his dresser. Soon he returns with some clothes. "Here." He says, handing them to me.