Mine - Larry Stylinson

Chapter 2

Warning there are some words that can trigger something IDK but there are words that can hurt you! I don't like bullying and cyberbullying don't do bad things! (Mentions of cutting) Child abuse! Sorry but I'm really scared about writing these but they have to be in here :(

Louis' Pov

Ever since I saw this 'Harry' kid I couldn't get enough of him... I need to know more about him... So as soon as I got home I brought the groceries in the house and ran to my room leaving the groceries to my friends. I need to know more.... I need to know

6 hours later

So his name is Harry Styles. He is 17 years old, he has no friends but he has a Facebook account and he lives in Larington Avenue, house number 28 , his birthday is on February 1 1998, hes is gay because on his wall everyone tagged him and said

"Die fag"
"Cut yourself"
"Gay is not okay"
"Eww don't go near him you will catch a disease"
"Delete yourself from this world please"

I stopped reading because it was too much.

His profile picture is a picture of him smiling and his dimples are popping out. He has dimples...

I closed my laptop and removed my glasses. I rubbed my eyes and looked at the time.

11:45 pm

Maybe I'll visit his street...

I grabbed my wallet and coat and started to head down. I also brought my binoculars

"Lou do ya want ta eat?"

"Nah maybe later Niall... I'll be back in a bit I need to check something.."

I grabbed my keys and phone and ran outside and started the car.. I turned on my phone and put it on google maps and typed in the boys address. When it showed me the directions I drove off...

19 minutes later

I parked 2 houses away from his house and turned off the engine. I looked around to see no one out..

Good

I got my binoculars and looked at his house checking every room. When I saw his room I let out a shaky breath...

What kind of room was that? His bed was on the floor and it was Broken with holes in it. His pillow was dirty. He had no blanket and he was laying down and he was...

Crying? Why was he crying?

I looked around and saw his door moving. The door burst open and a woman walked in with a stick.

I saw Harry moving and going to very corner of the room he was shaking. The woman looked tipsy cause she keep stumbling. She pointed the stick at Harry and started hitting him. Harry was crying and looks like he was saying "MOM! Stop!" Or something with mom in it..

What the fuck? WHAT THE FUCK?

I dropped the binoculars and hit my steering wheel hitting the horn by accident.

"Oh shit"

I crouched down and grabbed the binoculars again and looked inside his room. The curtains were now closed...

New information...

His mom hates him...