Alley | daddy h.s

Chapter 1

Harry stilled. His heart clenched at the view, he didn't expect anything near like this. There was a young boy, all covered in scars and dirt, he only wore a boxer and a big white shirt that hardly can be notice it was white. His brown hair was all over the place, all in knots and a gum wrapper sticking in. He cornered himself against the dumpster and the wall. Harry had never seen anything so broken before, the boy was so vulnerable, so fragile. Harry thinks if he took another step the boy would collapse.

Louis curled himself up not giving Harry a chance to have a glance of his face, but Harry knew he was still crying. Harry walked over slowly, not trying to scare Louis. He opened his mouth, but stopped by a small pleading voice.

"Please enough," Harry furrowed his eyebrow, "Please today enough please" Louis cried

Harry was confused, but then he saw a fresh scar across Louis' legs and he knew, Harry knew someone has been using this boy for whatever they pleased. And Harry never felt so shameful for those man. He felt angry, he just wants to bring the boy home and give him everything he deserves.

"I'm not going to hurt you" He said softly and slowly while crouching down. "I promise" He convinced

Harry didn't know what to do, he wanted to go straight to carry him and bring him to his car. Louis whimpers and shook his head and curled up more, more until it looked hurt.

"I'm not here to hurt you," Harry paused, looking for what he could say to make the young boy less scared, "Let me help you, I can fix your scar" Harry watched him closely before he continued, "Are you hungry? Do you want some warm milk?" The mention of the liquid made Louis peeked at Harry although Harry still struggle to see clearly on his face.

"My house is pretty far from here but I have my car down the road, you can sleep there while I drive" Harry never talks so soft before, he's worried that the speech didn't work with Louis.

Louis raised his head very, very slowly, eyes still puffy and red, tears still running down his face, he has a scar on his lip. But Harry had to hold his breath by the beauty in front him. The small lips, the small nose, the blue eyes, it makes Harry grow more furious, why in the world those stupid pigs would do such a thing to this kind of angel?  Harry felt so disappointed.

Louis whimpered, shivering when the wind blows while clutching at the end of his shirt. "Are you okay? Are you- fuck-" Harry took his Armani suit off and hold it out for him, "Come here, it will makes you warmer" Harry said softly. He never thought he would talk this much before and this is only to make a young boy trust him, this is new.

Louis only looked at the jacket, small sobs would slip between his thin lips. He peeked another glance at Harry before darting it back to the jacket, knowing the older man was watching him. Of course Louis wants it more than anything to cuddle up in the older man's jacket, it's been a long time since he got a warm cloth. It looked inviting, and Louis could smell the man's scent and it's different. Louis is trying so hard not to get fooled again by those cruel men. But his childlike instinct always told him differently.

Harry waited for Louis to make a move. But when he knew Louis will only curl himself up more, he carefully get closer and put the jacket over the shaking figure. "There" Harry whispered.

There was a silent for a moment and Louis was scared to death of what this man is capable of. There were some man who would come to him and act all sweet, and him being so credulous, he always end up letting those man do the same thing as the others, the worst thing.

The wind blew harder and Louis was trying so hard to not snuggle into the warm jacket. But to Louis, it's really hard to resist, he had to grasp and hold onto it, maybe he accidentally breath in the intoxicating scent of the stranger. And Louis never felt this comfortable in a long time. He misses this, he missed the feeling of being cared for. He forgot how it feels like.

Harry smiled at the small boy who huddled up into his jacket, looking smaller than before. The wind seems to only get harder and harder every second passed by, he looked down at his watch and realized it's midnight already, 12.11 am. He looked back up to Louis who already watched him, adorably hiding his face behind Harry's jacket when Harry smiles at him.

"Let's get you home, hm?" Harry never brings anyone home before, not even his family. Well, he gives exceptional reasons for his three best friends, Liam, Niall, and Zayn. Louis had to bite his lip when he heard Harry hummed, and he doesn't even know why. Louis never felt that way for those men, he never understands that kind of feeling. He never experienced those times.

He didn't plan to move until he felt the older man's arms wrapped around his body and the back of his knees, holding him up. Harry tried to be gentle as possible, thinking it would break the small boy who is now in his arms with his light touch. He almost feels nothing when he carried the fragile boy in his arms, either Harry is too strong he doesn't feel anything or Louis is so small he almost feel like a dust. Harry was deep in thought he didn't realize that Louis is writhing in his arms. Louis has all the reason why he should be scared right now, all he has been treated by people is like an animal. And his childish mind had to deal with it.

Harry opened the passenger door, and placed Louis gently inside. Furrowing his eyebrows when he saw Louis shuffled back further inside the car trying to distance himself with Harry. But Harry understands, he is a stranger to Louis and he doesn't expect him to trust him right away. Harry walked to the other side of the car and get inside, only to see Louis crying quietly all curled up again in the passenger seat.

"I'm not going to hurt you, little one. I promised didn't I?" Harry didn't know where the nickname comes up but it fits him, he didn't know whats his name anyway. Harry felt he's talking to himself because Louis didn't want to answer. He sighed and start the engine of his car.

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The whole ride was filled with uncomfortable silence for Louis. All he could hear was the engine of the car working and his own sobs. He had no idea where this man was taking him, he didn't really have many places to picture because all he has ever been are the alley itself, his father's basement, and the lake he always dreamed about when he didn't get a nightmare.

Harry heard the little one calmed down from his sobs. Harry looked beside him, one hand still gripping on the wheel lazily and the other hand on the gear. Louis was asleep, his knees pressed up on his chest, curling inside Harry's jacket that was too big on him. Harry furrowed his eyebrows, thinking how hard it was for an innocent little boy to face the cruel world by himself. But Harry definitely promised to himself, he will take care of him until he figures it out where Louis should go to a shelter, at least that's what he planned.

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