Angels in Hell (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 24

May 19th, 2020

Alternate Universe

*Harry's P.O.V.*

"We're almost there," the man next to me whispers in the car.

"I don't care," I grumble rolling my eyes.

I stare out the window at the buildings passing by and the grass greener than ever. Probably fake grass. Just like this town. I hate this town I'm moving to. You know why? Because I don't have Louis. That's why. Home to me is wherever Louis is. I don't want to move away from my friends and Niall and especially Louis.

Niall and him raised me. They were like two dads (as weird as that sounds). And I just got them back, too! I got taken away from them by this large freaky guy who put me in his basement and then right when I get them back... I'm taken away again.

"You'll like your new family, Mr. Styles," says the man suddenly.

"It's Tomlinson," I burst out. "Harry Tomlinson. I changed it when I was little and it will stay that way."

"Sorry."

"Whatever."

I stare out the window still, but I am very curious about my new family.

"Who are they... I mean... what are their names?" I ask quietly still not making eye contact with the man.

"You will have a young man taking care of you," the man says. "We thought that he'd be good for you because a guy caring for you is what you're used to."

I grumble to myself and say, "But I don't want to replace Lou-Lou with some fake."

"Lou-Lou?"

"Louis. I call him that sometimes... I can't replace him," I say annoyed.

"I'm sorry Mr. Sty- Tomlinson. Sorry."

I roll my eyes and look at him with all seriousness.

"I want to go home. You have to take me home. I just can't do this," I say trying to remain calm. "And now that I think about it, neither can Louis. We need eachother. Please turn around."

I don't even care if I sound like a whiny brat. All I know is that I really want to go home to Louis. Someone I know loves me. The man shakes his head as he turns into a driveway.

"I'm sorry, but you don't have a say in this."

"Why not? It's my life!" I yell.

He shuts off the car and calmly leaves going to the trunk to get my suitcase. I leave too and drag my feet up to the small house. The neighborhood is nice. The houses are small and I think a saw a boy about my age down the street. But I doubt that he'll like me. He'll probably think I'm a dork like most of the kids at my other school, though. I'll probably even get bullied again without even Louis here to comfort me. The man knocks on the door. The other side has quiet music and rustling around. That seems like a good sign.

Maybe he likes the same kind of music as me. The handle turns. A guy with ginger hair opens the door.

"Harry," the man says. "This is Ed Sheeran. He will he your guardian for a while."

*Flashback*

"Why do you care so much about me? You just met me," I said gripping Louis' neck and my backpack tightly as he carried me down to the bus stop.

"Because... I'm your guardian."

"A guardian angel?" I ask with wide eyes.

*End of Flashback*