The Boys in the Window (Larry/Ziall)

Chapter Six

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS ABUSE AND RAPE. IF YOU DON'T THINK YOU CAN HANDLE THIS PLEASE SKIP UNTIL YOU DON'T SEE NO ABUSE/RAPE.

Sorry for the caps but it attracts more attention. Thanks for reading my......Babies? No. Barbie's. No. I'm just going to call you my Kbees's

How I kept re-writing this chapter -_-

I might do a sequel. But it depends on the readers opinions. If I were to make a sequel it would be called 'The Broken Boys'

This is dedicated to SexyunicornsUNITE

Harry's POV

"So your mum disowned you?" Liam asked

"Yup." I said wanting to change the topic quickly.

"That's messed up. I don't see no reason to disown your children. You should love them no matter what. That's how I see it." Liam said giving me a sad smile.

I hated it when people pitied me. It just made me feel worse and bad about myself.

"Liam, not all parents can love their children unconditionally. Many hate their children due to being smart, beautiful, young, gay, lesbian, bisexual or trans. You have to know that not everyone thinks the same." I snapped but tried to keep my tone calm and collected.

"Sorry Harry." Liam said biting his lip his eye's full of regret. I sighed feeling slightly guilty.

"No. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you. It wasn't your fault you basically grew up with loving parents." I said with a sincere smile.

My parents would always work and work. They barely had any time for my older sister and I . We only saw them at nights and mornings. All alone while our parents waste their times as workaholics. And I hated them for that. But when you confess to being gay all their attention suddenly turns to you. That's how you know your parents only care for when you are 'commiting sins.'

I just gave my sister a sad look before packing my bags and heading off to Zayn's house.

They didn't try and contact me. They ignored me every time they saw me in the street's.

I finally got fed up and moved with Zayn to Wolverhampton. People didn't know us here. they didn't know what we prefer, guys or girls? Totally guys.

"No. It was my fault for bringing it up. Sorry Harry." Liam said apologizing again.

I shook my head and said, "Just forget it."

"Dinner's ready!"

Zayn woke up from his small nap and yawned.

We left the room and went downstairs.

We were met with the sight of a fat man.

Black hair with a few strands of grey hairs, puffy lips, black beady eyes, and a cold frown.

"Hi dad!" Liam greeted happily, giving him a hug.

Liam's dad hugged him back with a smile that didn't quite reach his eye's. Strange, parents should love their children unconditionally. I'll never listen to Liam again unless it's homework advice.

What? He's smart as heck!

Anywhore,

"You must be Liam's mate's! How do you do?" Liam's dad asked.

"How do I do what?" I asked confused.

"How are you doing?" He asked irritated.

"Oh! I'm fine, just swell. Zayn?" I turned to Zayn.