[a week later]
"Well you are healing up nicely." Louis says when I walk out of the bathroom from a nice shower. "Yeah, but is it supposed to still be hurting like this?" I ask as he sits on the bed and stares at my body as I start to get dressed, nothing new. "Lou?" "What?" "Are you even listening?" "Yeah. Yeah!" "Then stop looking at my abs and focus on my face. I know it doesn't look very pretty right now, but remember, you don't get hurt on my watch. Besides love hurts. I love you and my face hurts." "Oh baby, you are still my lovely beautiful Hazza. Nothing will ever change that, not a few cuts and bruises on your face or anything. You should know that for as many times I have told you." He reassures me then gets up and gives me a kiss. "Don't worry about a shirt. We are going to just cuddle on the couch and watch a movie." he says "No Louis, I have to go to work. I work at the bakery from 8-10 tonight, remember?" I say "Yes, but I don't want people asking questions, then thinking that I did this, so I called in and got you the night off." Louis says "Louis you didn't have to do that, you have nothing to worry about." "I also didn't want you walking at this time of night with that asshole living up the street. What if he wasn't done? Babe, he could have killed you." Louis says as his eyes start to fill with tears.
"Oh Louis, come on, let's watch that movie. You can tell me all about the fight too. The part after I went down." I kiss his head and hold him tight. "What movie shall we watch?" he asks. "I have the perfect idea." I say as I pull out Grease. "You need a pick me up. It was either this or Titanic, and I don't feel like crying. It would just hurt more." "Sounds great. Hurry and put it in cause I wanna hold my amazing Haz, who always knows exactly what I need." Louis says.
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The next morning we wake on the couch. We must have fallen asleep somewhere in between Greased Lightning and You're The One That I Want part of the movie last night. At least I did. I was so comfortable, lying with Louis on the couch, all I could feel was his warmth and the safety of his arms and his head resting on mine before I drifted.
I open my eyes to see an ocean of warm blue eyes that I knew and loved. They belonged to the one I loved, Mr. Louis William Tomlinson. "Morning beautiful." I say still staring into his eyes. "Well if isn't my lovely emerald green eyed beauty waking from his slumber." Louis says with a smile on his face as he leans down and kisses my head.
"Want me to make breakfast?" Louis asks "NO! No, no, no, t-there's no reason for that. I don't want you to have to move because you burnt the house down." I say "Hey! I'm not that bad am I?" he asks but before I could say anything "Nevermind that, I have gotten a slight bit better." "No Lou. I don't want you to move." "I'm not going to burn the house down." "Not what I meant. I don't want you to move as in don't move from this spot!" I say. "Well then in that case, I don't want to get up." he smiles. "Good!" I say with a smirk. "If you were to move, I would have had to tackle you, and as fun as that sounds, I am waaaaay too comfy for that."
About an hour later we hear a knock on the door. "Who could that be?" Louis asks "I don't know, ignore it maybe they will go away." "Now Haz, you know we can't do that. That would be rude." "Fine." I say as we both get up and walk towards the door. "Wait, look out the window, check who it is. Please." I say "Alright." Louis says as he grabs me and holds me tight in front of him. He glances out the window then, "SHIT! WHAT THE FOOK IS HE DOING HERE?!" Louis starts to scream then pushes me back as he opens the door. I see him, no wonder I had this feeling of fear in my stomach. It was Sterling. What was he doing here.
"I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME NEAR HIM!! HE DOESN'T NEED YOUR SHITTY HOMOPHOBIC ASS AROUND HERE!! THAT WILL JUST HURT HIM MORE! BESIDES, ALL THAT DAMAGE YOU CAUSED HIM TO HIS FACE, YEAH, THAT IS STILL FOOKING HEALING! YOU NEARLY KILLED MY BABY! THAT IS NOT ACCEPTABLE! NOW GET THE FOOK OUTTA HERE BEFORE I HURT YOU EVEN WORSE THAN YOU HURT MY HAZ! DON'T FORGET WHAT I SAID ABOUT STAYING AWAY FROM HIM!" Louis yells at Sterling. "I just came to apologize you fag." Sterling says and that's when I had it. I hated that word more than anything. Before I knew it, I was on top on Sterling beating the shit out of him and yelling, "NOBODY CALLS MY BOYFRIEND A FAG!! THAT IS MY LEAST FAVORITE WORD! IF YOU WANT TO FIGHT SOMEONE, FIGHT ME!"
I can hear Louis in the background screaming "NO!" as he runs out into the street and pulls me off of Sterling. "Jesus Harry, I was just having a little fun. I guess you little gay boys don't like to play." Sterling says with a smirk. Louis still holding me back, thank god, I probably would have killed him. "Come on Haz, he's not worth it. I don't want you getting hurt even worse than you are. Let's go inside and have some tea." Louis says.
