Angels in Hell (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 22

May 19th, 2020

Alternate Universe

Harry and I stare at the door frozen in our spots. I try my best to hold back anymore tears. Harry looks at me with sad, dissapointed eyes.

"I should probably pack then," Harry whispers.

Tears fall from his eyes, but he quickly swipes them away. I nod and follow him as he walks up the stairs. We move slowly as I get his suitcase from underneath his bed. As we pack his clothes into his suitacase, we are really quiet until Harry bursts into tears.

"I can't leave you! I just can't! We promised that we'd never leave each other! Don't let them take me away!"

He falls against the wall and cries hysterically. I catch him in my arms before he falls to the ground and hold him to my chest.

"Shh... There's nothing I can do about it. It's child protective services. They can do that... especially since you're a foster child. If I could... I would fight hard for you. I would fight hard so I could have you."

Harry sobs into my chest. I run my fingers through his hair and kiss the top of his head.

"Would you really?" Harry asks innocently.

"I would do anything for you."

"Then, fight harder, will ya? Fight harder!" He yells pushing me away and pounding at my chest.

"Shh! Harry! Harry! Shh..." I whisper grabbing his arms and trying to calm him. "Harry! Please relax!"

He cries and pulls away from my grip. Harry falls to the floor holding his head, tears streaking his face.

"I can't relax!" He yells. "I can't!"

He sobs into his arms and shakes his head.

"I can't," he whimpers.

I pick him up bridal style and put him on his bed. I cradle him in my arms and whisper soothingly.

"I will try to fight to keep you. No. I will fight to keep you. Don't worry," I whisper crying.

He hugs me tighter.

"You know I love you, right?" I ask before kissing his forehead.

He nods and says,"I love you so much, Lou-Lou."

I wipe his tears away and get up from the bed.

"I'll finish packing for you. You just relax," I say.

He nods and stuffs his face in his pillow.

"Thank you," he whispers.

I pack the rest of his clothes, his blanket, his bear, his labtop, and his small box of pictures. I finish in about forty minutes (he has a lot of clothes).

"Wait!" he exclaims as I zip up the suitcase.

I stop zipping and look at Harry. He hops from the bed and picks up a picture frame from his bedside table. He hands it to me. A picture... of me.

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I smile at Harry and slip it into the suitcase before I zip it all the way. I grab his suitcase and we walk down to the livingroom again.

"Can we cuddle one last time, Lou-Lou?" Harry asks as we enter the livingroom.

I put down his suitcase by the door. I can't help but smile.

"Yeah. But I promise that it won't be last time."

I turn on music and choose "The Call" by Regina Spektor. It's from the movie Narnia and it just seems perfect for this situation. Especially since I can't find the right words to say to make Harry feel better. I'll let Regina say it all. She will say all that I'd like to.

(A/N: Listen to it if you'd like. It's a beautiful song and it is perfect for this chapter. Listen to it while you read if you can. It sets the mood perfectly.)

I lay back on the couch and Harry snuggles into my lap, nuzzling his nose into my neck like Larry does.

"What about football?" Harry asks suddenly. "What if they don't have a team where I'm moving to?"

"I'm sure they will," I say.

"I don't want to make new friends either. Or have a new dad. No one can replace you," he whispers.

I nod sadly.

"I know."

"Do you promise you'll take care of Larry for me?" He asks.

I grin and kiss his nose.

"Of course, my little angel."

"Little angel?" He says. "You haven't called me that in forever."

"I think it all the time, though."

He peers up at me with big green orbs and a small smile, yet filled with love.

"You'll always be my little angel," I whisper.

"And you'll always be my guardian angel," he replies quietly.

"You could always try to call me if you're allowed to," I say after a while.

He nods and looks down at his hands.

"I will."

I rub his back and kiss his fingertips like he always does to me. There is suddenly a knock at the door and we both cringe. Not now. It's too soon. He said tonight. Harry stands up and I go and open the door. I'm releaved to see that it is only Niall.

"Hey, Lou. I heard what happened," Niall says walking in frowning. "I was actually just informed and told to tell you that you have to drop Harry off at the police station."

I nod and am close to tears again. Mostly because I see the time. It's 7:00. Tonight.

"Let's get going, Harry," I say.

Harry nods and grabs his suitcase. Niall opens the door and I walk out behind Harry. I don't bother to turn off the music. I just let it drift throughout the house. Niall puts Harry's suitcase in the trunk of his car and Harry gets in behind the driver, Niall. I get in the passenger seat without a word. The whole car ride is silent except for Harry's small cries from the back seat. Niall blinks back tears and I sit there trying to hold in my emotions.

"Okay," Niall says. "We're here."

I look back at Harry who is already looking at me. We both try and smile, but fail and begin to cry again. Niall gets out first getting the suitcase for Harry. We follow up to the police station side by side. We enter to see policemen standing there with the man who dropped off Harry earlier.

"Ready?" The man says to Harry.

Harry shakes his head and grabs my hand. I hold up my finger to them and pull Harry off to the side. I bend over and whisper to Harry,"It will be alright, Hazza. Even if I can't get you back, I bet you will still have a great family. Alright?"

He nods and gives me a huge hug.

"Can I get a picture of you?" I ask pulling out my phone.

He nods and backs up a little. I wipe his tears away and kiss his nose, making him smile a little, before taking the picture. I smile down at my phone and put it away before I hug him again.

"I love you, Louis," he whispers in my ear as we hug.

He leans up on his tiptoes and kisses ny cheek.

"I love you, too," I reply.

He runs over to Niall and gives him a long hug as Niall whispers to him. Then, Harry sadly makes his way over to the man with his suitcase and they walk out the door. I watch as they walk to the man's car. Before Harry gets in, he looks st me and waves. I walk outside and wave back trying my best to smile. He smiles and gets inside the car. Niall steps outside next to me. We watch as the car dissapears down the road. I wish that it would come back.

You'll come back

when they call you.

No need to say goodbye...