This chapter isn’t the longest and it’s boring but I have to go to a friend’s house now and I wanted to upload this before! :D
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As Louis woke up the next morning, he was in immense pain and he felt like his head was going to explode. He had no memory of where he was the minute he woke up.
Everything Louis knew was that his head was in pain and the lower half of his body was aching sore; every move was burning and tears were welling up in his eyes. His mind was screaming for Harry, but he knew that if he actually screamed out, no one would hear him.
The room he was in looked dirty and Louis just knew that this wasn’t a simple room in the middle of the city and as Louis slowly sat up, the memory of the previous night were slowly creeping upon his mind, but the minute Louis remembered, he wished he could forget it.
Louis remembered.
Louis remembered how he felt like going out and did without telling a soul where he was going; Louis remembered how he ended up in the outsides of the town, but the memory that made Louis’ breath hitch was how the man dragged Louis into the building, and Louis squeezed his eyes and in- and exhaled deeply before the memory was able to continue.
He didn’t want to relive that.
Louis’ eyes scanned the room, but there was no sign of the man, he probably left after he had his fun, not that Louis was sad about it, he actually was glad that he didn’t had to face him, but it only solved one of Louis’ problems, and the list of the remaining problems wasn’t exactly comfortable or small.
It started off with the fact that Louis had no idea where he was, he was in too much panic yesterday so he didn’t pay attention to where he was brought to, and it didn’t help that every move Louis caused pain to shot right through him as if it was lightening.
Louis sighed as he noticed that his jeans was pulled up again and scanned his pockets until he slid out his phone, but as soon as he tried to turn it on he realized that the battery died.
Louis leaned back with a heavy sigh and covered his face with his hands, he never thought he would be in a situation like this, and right now he regretted that he at least didn’t tell anyone he was out.
If anyone was searching for him, they had no idea where to start, so Louis had to move on his own since it could take hours until someone found him, and that was in case Louis was lucky.
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As Harry got dressed for school, he had a weird feeling deep in his stomach, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. It felt like something happened, but what should have happened? Harry had no idea.
Harry slipped into his shoes, put on his coat and shook his curls one last time to put them into place before he shouldered his bag and left the house without saying goodbye to his mother, like usual. He never said goodbye to Anne, they hardly ever spoke, and it hurt Harry but he couldn’t change it, he had to live with it.
Shoving his hands into his pockets, Harry walked up to Louis’ house and sighed as he pressed the doorbell and took a step back, waiting for someone to open the door.
It took a few minutes until the door opened, revealing Jay. “Hey Harry,” Jay greeted him with a smile and Harry tried his best to smile back, but he felt like it looked like a grimace.
“Uh, hey,” Harry answered. “I was going to pick Louis up if he’s ready,” Harry then spoke and Jay nodded.
“Let me see, he hasn’t come down yet,” she said and disappeared up the stairs and Harry awkwardly stood on the doorstep, hoping that Louis was ready so Harry didn’t have to come in and sit with Jay and Louis’ sisters as long as Louis was getting ready as Jay came down the stairs again, looking somewhat confused.

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Fanfiction❞ "He is insane." - "He is a psychopath." - "He is dangerous." ❞ The list of rumors about Harry Styles was long, and everyone knew them but no one knew the truth. The only thing they knew was that Harry was lonely, shutted everyone out and pushed pe...