Troubled Child (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 2- Meeting the broken boy

Okay guys I'm doing this chapter entirely in Louis' pov. It will be from before he meets Harry, up to maybe a bit after. I'm really excited about this chapter and I'm hoping to make it longer than the last one! I'm really trying :)




Chapter 2:

LOUIS' POV



Ughhh...... Staff meeting.

It's so boring but of course, I don't show people how bored I am. We are discussing how we are in desperate need of new talent. They're right. We just can't find another band!

"What about that Cher Lloyd girl?" One of my staff suggests. I sigh deeply and shake my head.

"With all due respect, Cher Lloyd is with another record label and you have already mentioned her several times in this meeting. I would appreciate it if you do not mention her again." I say as politely as humanly possible.

The meeting just drones on and on. "Well if we can't find new talent by the end of this year, we just might go under. Find me talent. Pure talent. Not some bloke who uses auto tune." I say, my voice sharp so they know I mean business. "Meeting dismissed" I say, standing up and walking out of the meeting. I'm wearing an Armani business suit. My hair is slicked back and I'm cleanly shaven so that I can look good and professional.

Just as my father taught me.

My life can be described as lucky. I'm wealthy, I have my family and a highly successful business, nice house, and I'm not ill. But it's also very boring. It's like I have no adventure in my life anymore!

I spend all day every day locked up in my office doing paperwork or going to dull meetings about searching for new talent.

Right now, I'm finishing up some paperwork and drinking a nice cup of Yorkshire tea. It relaxes me to no end. It's amazing what tea can do. After about another hour of my work, I finally finish and put my files away.

I tell my personal assistant to drop my car off at my home and hand her the keys. I feel like walking today. It's fun watching how people who aren't that successful live.

My home is very very big. It's just short of a mansion. Plus I have a lake house, beach house, and a ski lodge at different places around the world. Someday, I hope to take my children and husband/wife there.

Did I forget to mention I'm bisexual? Whoops.

Anyways..... I take the elevator down to the lobby and walk out after saying goodbye to the workers. I breathe in the fresh air and sigh contentedly as I start walking.

About twenty minutes later, I pass a diner and hear a gorgeous voice. But wait.... He sounds so broken. That makes me frown. I walk to where he is and my breath hitches in my throat.

He definitely doesn't look healthy and I can see a hint of scars peeking out from his shirt. But still, this boy is beautiful.

He has curly hair that with the proper care, could be bouncy and full. He has green eyes that look utterly lifeless and for some reason, I want to be the one to put life in them. He's pale and dangerously thin but still gorgeous none the less.

Who would want to hurt such a beautiful boy?

I step closer and chew on my bottom lip in hesitation. Should I speak to him? He could really help with the company.

"You okay?" I ask slowly and look down at him. He jumps slightly and his gaze locks with mine.

I force back a smile when I see him taking in my appearance. That quickly turns into a frown though when he just nods slowly and looks down.

Well I refuse to be ignored.

Despite my very expensive suit that I'm wearing, I sit down next to him and lean back against the wall. "My name is Louis Tomlinson." I finally say after a few moments of strangely comfortable silence. The boy looks at me strangely then nods slowly. "Harry Styles." Oh god. His voice is so deep. Raspy from not drinking anything in a while, but still deep and husky.

"Well Harry, care to explain why you're sitting out here all by your lonesome?" I ask, raising my eyebrows.

Harry just shrugs, his shoulders slumping as he looks down. "I-it's just relaxing to come out here." He says. But I can detect the lie in his voice. This boy has secrets. Deeply deeply painful secrets.

And I just made it my mission to find out what they are, and fix this broken boy.

"Alright Harry. Either you can lie to me, or tell me the truth. But I can tell you're hungry since you're as thin as a toothpick so I'm gonna get you some food." I say, standing up and brushing some dirt off my suit. But Harry doesn't move.

He looks up at me in confusion. "Why would you want to do this? I'm just a little homeless boy." He says, disgust for himself laced in his voice.

Poor boy. He's more broken than I thought. This definitely won't be easy. But his question did put me in deep thought. Why did I care? Usually I don't give people like him a second glance. I think for several moments then my head snaps up when I see Harry walking away. "Hey wait!" I call after him, quickly jogging to catch up to him.

"I'm not taking no for an answer. I can't explain my reasoning right now but I am going to get you something to eat." I say, my voice firm and leaving no room for discussion.

I can tell Harry is startled by his tone because he just nods. Good. Okay so I need to get some good food in this boy. Ah! I know just the place and it won't cost me a dime.

It's time to pay my family a visit and get this boy properly fed and cared for.



Woo! Chapter two is up and I really hope it's longer than chapter 1! So, Harry is going to meet the family. What do you think Louis' reason is for helping Harry? Does he only want talent for his record label? How do you think the family visit will go? Will Jay and the girls like and accept Harry? Or pity him like everyone else. I will try and update soon! <3