[REWRITING] Help Me So I Can Rise Again (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 6 - Stop playing with me!

-HARRY POV-

It's the day. Me and Louis have a date.

No, Harry, it's not a date. Besides, You're straight, remember?

But could it be possible that I'd have feelings for him? No, no, no. I'll just use him to help me with my problems and then I'll leave him alone.

Okay, wanna hear the truth?

I'm not sure am I straight anymore. I'm not sure at all. I just want to be with Louis all the time but I can't like him. I'm supposed to hate him and try to beat the gay out of him. I need to be a bad guy of this story.

I am bad guy.

Right?

Anyway, Louis should be here in ten minutes and I feel how nervous I am.

Why I'm nervous?

He's just a fag.

Fag, fag, fag.

I hate that word if I'm honest.

Soon the door bell rings. I run to the door and I shakily open it.

"Hey, Lou" I say and he raise his eyebrow.

"Lou?" he asks.

Oh god, not again!

"I-I mean Louis" I mutter.

"Don't worry, I like Lou" she chuckles.

I feel myself blushing.

"Is this your boyfriend?" I hear girl's voice asking.

Gemma.

We both turn around to face her.

"Gems... What?" I ask.

"I asked that is he your boyfriend?" she asks again and points at Louis.

"No!" I say and I try to stay calm.

But maybe it would be nice if he'd be...

No.

Stop thinking, Styles.

"Yeah, right" Gemma says and rolls her eyes. "Anyway, I'm going out. Call when mom's home"

She kisses my cheek before she leaves the house.

"You have beautiful girlfriend" Louis says.

"Oh no, she's my sister. And remember that you're fag so don't even think about breaking my sister's heart. She've had too many heartbreaks already" I say as I remember what happened with her last boyfriend, Mark.

Once Gemma went to see him as a surprise and when she got in the house, there was Mark snogging some random girl.

Gemma was really broken after that and I'm gonna kill next guy who hurt her.

"Of course. How could I forget when you keep telling me that every fifth minute?" Louis asks and rolls his eyes.

"Let's go to my room" I say and I lead him to my messy room.

I sit to my bed and I look at Louis who looks around my room probably judging. I feel really insecure when he checks my room.

Finally he sits to chair next to my bed.

"So, how can I help you?" he asks.

"oh" is only thing I say.

"Can I ask what makes you bully people?" he asks.

"Umm... Maybe it's because in middle school, my old best friends used to beat the shit out of me" I say wondering why I open myself up to this fragile stranger.