You Found Me (COMPLETED)

Chapter 2

Harry's POV

I groaned as I heard my alarm clock go off. I quickly shut it off and rolled out of bed. I pulled on my usual clothes. Black skinny jeans and a hoodie. I walked to the bathroom to see the bruise on my face had gotten darker. I sighed not knowing how to cover this on up. I decided on just putting my hood up. I winched as my the fabric of my sweatshirt rubbed along the fresh cuts from last night. I ignored the pain and looked at my bruises on my ribs and stomach. Dark purple and blue patches covered my torso. Why can't it all end?

I grabbed my iPod and headphones along with my bookbag before quietly walking out the front door not wanting to wake my parents. I walked the same way to school like I did every other day. I arrived at school and headed to my locker in hopes, again, to not see Nick. I was way too sore to try and fight back. I grabbed my stuff and walked towards my first period, social studies. I kept my head down as I walked until I felt something hard hit me knocking me back, causing me to fall. I was afraid to look up expecting Nick until I heard a softer, politer voice   "Oh my god I'm so sorry!" I looked up to see Mr. Tomlinson holding out a hand to help me up. I gladly took it. "N-no it was my fault. Wasn't looking." I stuttered. I saw his eyes scan my face and I remembered the bruise on my face. I quickly gathered my things and walked away as a fast as I could away from Mr. Tomlinson.

During lunch I sat in the bathroom like usual trying to avoid Nick. I got up deciding to maybe walk around the school til lunch was over. I heard the door open and saw Nick walk in. "Ah Styles. Just the man I wanted to see!" He smirked. I tried walking around him but he quickly grabbed my sweatshirt and pulled me back. "Listen here faggot! No one wants you here! Why are you still here?" He asked. I didn't answer. I felt a punch to my stomach and cried out in pain. "Shut it piece of shit!" He yelled. I felt his first connect with my jaw and fell against the floor. I curled up in a ball to hide my bruised side but it didn't do much as he kicked again my body. I couldn't hear anything he was saying. All I could do was feel the pain. Every kick, every punch. I screamed but no one came, No one cared. My breathing became heavy.

Mr. Tomlinsons POV

I can't stop thinking about Harry. Not just him but that huge bruise across his face. I don't know why I'm so worried about him. But for some reason I can't help it. I decided to leave the teachers lounge and head to my classroom before all the students get there. I passed the bathroom and saw a guy, Nick, if I'm correct run out smirking. I went to stop him but he just kept running. I got a nervous feeling and decided to go see what happened. I opened the door and gasped. Harry. He was laying On the floor out cold with blood all over his face. "Oh my god!" I quickly picked him up bridal style and carried him to the nurse.

"Is he gonna be okay?" I asked worriedly. "He needs to be taken to the hospital he could have broken ribs. " the nurse said. "Okay I'll take him!" I said. "Mr. tom-" "no please let me take him. " I asked. She sighed but nodded. "I'll tell the principal. " I nodded and rushed to my car. I carefully put him in the seat.

"Can you help me?" I asked a nurse in the Emergency room. She nodded quickly and brought him to a room. They did X-rays and ran tests while I sat in the waiting room. I don't even know why I'm so worried. I don't even know him but for some reason I can tell he's special. His amazing green eyes...wait no he's my student! I'm his teacher! My thoughts were interrupted by the doctor coming to get me. "Mr Styles has suffered from many broken ribs and has been serverly beaten up. There are clear signs of child abuse! There are unhealed broken bones from weeks ago. You need to ask him about it!" The doctor said. Child abuse. That's what the bruise was from. I nodded. "I'll talk to him when he's awake. " I said. The doctor nodded and left me in Harry's room. I sat down by his bed and watched him. He looked so broken. It was heartbreaking.

I heard a groan and looked up to see Harry trying to move. "Where am I?" He asked. "Your in the hospital. " I said. He jumped when realizing that there was someone with him. "Sorry for scaring you!" I said. "Um not being rude but why are you here? How did I get here?" He said. "Um I found you in the bathroom at school and brought you here. Harry I'm sorry to have to ask you this but do your parents beat you?"

Harry's POV

  "Do your parents beat you?" My eyes widen how did he know. "N-no" I said quietly and looked down. I was never a good liar. "Harry I need you to tell me the truth!" Mr Tomlinson said. "Yes but I deserve it!" I snapped at him but instantly regretted it and looked down. "Oh my god! Harry no one deserves that! You can't go back there!" He said. "Then where am I supposed to go? I have no one else!" I yelled. I felt tears slide down my cheeks. I'm so stupid and weak! "Hey please don't cry!" "Why do you care so much anyways?" I snapped. "I care if people are okay! You are certainly not!" He said. "I'm fine! When can I leave?" I asked. "Well u have several broken ribs but I think today. But Harry I am not letting you go back to the place!" He said. "I have no where else to go!" I cried. "You can stay at my place tonight." he said after a while. I looked at him shocked. "W-what?" "You can stay at my place. " he said again.

By the time I was able to leave it was 8pm. "Mr-" "please Harry call me Louis. Ya know when we're not in school" he said. "Louis. You really don't have to do this. I'll be okay!" I said. "Harry I'm not letting you go back to maniacs!" He said. "They're not maniacs!" I said back. I don't know why I find myself defending them. Louis seemed to let it go and helped me into the car. They had given me pain pills to take with me and hopefully this pain would go away!

I didn't have to worry about calling my parents they wouldn't notice I was gone. "Harry why were you in the bathroom. Who did that to you?" Mr-Louis asked. I just looked down. He sighed "Harry you can tell me anything. I know I'm just your teacher but you can trust me! Look think of me as your friend!" He said calmly. I sighed. Honestly I don't know why I trust him right now but he's the only one who's ever cared this much. "N-Nick" I said. I saw him grip the steering wheel and his knuckles turned white.

"You can sleep in the guest room. You can take a shower while I make dinner. I'll get you some clothes" Louis said. He brought me a pair of sweats and a oversized t shirt. "T-thank you!" I said. He nodded and left me to take a shower.

Louis POV

"Thank you for everything Louis. It means a lot!" Harry said. " It's not a problem Harry! Now we should probably get to sleep. " i said. He nodded and headed to the spare bedroom. But I couldn't sleep. I saw the scars covering Harry's arms. He tried hiding them by keeping his arm to his chest, but I saw them. Tons of them. Some very fresh some faded scars. He cuts himself. And on top of that he's constantly bullied. By his family and peers.  The bruises. I want to protect him from anyone who would ever hurt him. He doesn't deserve any of this! I sighed. I felt so conflicted. I mean I want to protect him. Show him that he doesn't deserve what's happening to him. I think I'm falling for him.