Once Upon A Coffee Shop *Larry Stylinson AU*

Alley Encounters - Louis's POV

kjk***Louis's POV***

After many tries, we were finally able to get Harry off the floor. Poor boy, if only everyone could see how amazing he is, but no they're stupid, ignorant jerks. After he was up we talked to his boss and told him Harry wasn't feeling well, and that I'd take him home. Thankfully, his boss didn't question anything as we slowly, but surely walked out. Shoot, Zayn, I gotta tell him I'm leaving. Quickly I walked back inside after telling Harry to wait for a second. "Hey Z, Harry and I are gonna go back to my house, you're welcome to come if you like," I told him, kinda hoping he'd just want to go home as I wanted to speak to Harry 1 on 1.

"Nah mate I'm fine, I'm just gonna head home," he said somewhat coldly, surely he didn't mean it. Then I remembered why he might have said it like that; befriending Harry would just give his bullies another kid to bully, but hey that doesn't matter to me. Harry is a really sweet boy and definitely deserves more friendly attitudes from the kids at school.

Taking time to think I forgot that I'd left Harry outside waiting. Quickly I rushed out the door to find him, fortunately, just where I left him."Hey Harry, um so there's two ways to get to my house, a shortcut and the regular way. Which way would you prefer?" I asked, somewhat knowingly.

"Erm...probably the shorter way?" He asked hesitantly. He looked so cute when he was being cautious. The way he'd stare at his feet was just adorable, and if you were lucky, he would even look at you through his mess of curls that always seemed to cover his face.

"Okay, sounds good to me," I said, then suddenly I remembered we'd have to pass through an alley. I pondered telling Harry or not...nah I think he'll be fine, no one's gonna be looking for him, plus he's got me by his side.

When we'd reached the alley, I no longer heard footsteps behind me, so I stopped in my tracks and spun around to face Harry. "Y-you never told me we'd pass through this alley," he stuttered sounding ever so vulnerable. 

"What do you mean 'this' alley?" I questioned wanting to get to the bottom of this.

"I just, it's just," he struggled to find words. Due to the fact I was facing him and not the alley I carefully watched his facial expressions to ensure nothing terrible was behind me. Good thing I did that because right before he'd stopped trying to find words, his eyes went wide with fear. Instinctively, I turned around, only  to be met 3 pairs of eyes. "L-lou, c-can we take the regular w-way to your house?" Harry whispered, barely audible.

I turned around to face him again, "Sure, love. Let's go," I said trying to sound calm when on the inside I was freaking out. Everyone who was anyone at the school knew the group of Will, Stan, and Greg. The Pack. Harry turned and started running. Due to the fact that Harry could barely even walk without limping, he was a mess as he ran, constantly stumbling around until finally he gave up and just stood there. I carefully walked up behind him as I heard small, almost silent cries coming from the boy. Will and his friends took this time to take advantage and catch up to us, which wasn't actually that difficult as Harry only got a few feet away.

"Hazza! How are ya," Will taunted. At this point Harry's cries were just about to stop, but as soon as he said that, Harry burst into tears again. "Awww cat got your tongue Haz?" He mocked again.

"Don't call me that!" Harry growled. Whoa where did the sudden confidence boost come from? Though I must admit, its pretty hot, it just surprised me.

Then Stan started beating Harry. Hard. He jabbed him in the side, lifted him up and tossed him onto the ground. These guys have no mercy.

"Ooh so worthless boy can talk now I see. Why just start talking now you pathetic excuse for a human?" Greg commented. As soon as that rolled off his lips I took this time to pick up Harry from the ground, bridal style, as he couldn't run and carried the sobbing figure away down the regular route to my house.