You Found Me (COMPLETED)

Chapter 3

Louis POV

I groaned as my alarm went off. I slowly sat up shutting it off before heading to the bathroom. I started remembering everything that happened yesterday and decided to call in sick. I need to figure out what to do with Harry. And I know he is going to be sore today and someone needs to take care of him! I decided to go make breakfast and then wake him up.

I knocked lightly on the door before hearing a quiet come in. I opened the door to see Harry trying to sit up. I quickly put down the food and helped him get propped up on the bed with pillows behind him. "Thanks" he mumbled and I swear I saw him blush but decided it was my mind playing tricks on me. "I made breakfast and here are your pain meds. " I said giving them to him. He smiled at me then frowned. "Mr-Louis right sorry. I can't stay here forever." He sighed. "Don't worry about that now. If you need anything just call for me. I'll be down stairs. " I said. He nodded.

I walked down the stairs and sat on the couch. I need to figure out what to do. I can't let him go back to that home. I don't how long I was down there thinking but I heard a loud bang come from upstairs and jumped up and ran toward the sound. I walked into Harry's room to see him in the bathroom on the floor with no shirt on. "Harry oh my god what happened. Are you okay?" I asked frantically trying to help him up. "I-I uh fell. I was trying to get in the shower. " he said holding back tears. I helped him up and onto the toilet. I never noticed before but he was well built. I also never noticed the huge dark bruises patch in his stomach. I snapped out of my stare when Harry cover himself. "S-sorry" I stuttered. Damn it why does he do this to me. "Are you okay?" I asked. He nodded. "Right well I'll get you your clothes from yesterday. I washed them and you can take a shower" I said and walked out.

Harry's POV

Why does this have to happen to me? I've fallen for my teacher who is most likely straight and he knows about my home life and the bullies. I felt the urge to cut but there was nothing here to do it with. I looked down at my arms and traces the cuts and scars. I deserved them. I was a disgrace to my family and friends.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I had on everything but my sweatshirt. I saw all the bruises and scars other have left on me and the scars I left on myself. I can see why they do this to me. I'm fat, ugly, worthless. I deserve this! I flinched and my hand touched and dark bruise on my ribs. I sighed and threw on my sweatshirt and walked downstairs to see Louis in the kitchen. He didn't notice me so I cleared my throat. "Oh hey Harry." He said. I smiled. He motioned for me to follow him to the living room where we sat on the couch. "Harry I want to help you! I know it's weird me being your teacher an all but I need you to trust me!" He said. I looked down. I have trust issues. He sighed. "Harry I saw your arms" I looked up at him frantically. "Why? Why would you something like that to yourself?" He said sadly. I looked down feeling guilty. I felt his fingers lift up my chin. My heart beat went faster and my stomach twisted in knots. "Harry why do they do this to you?" He asked. I let a tear slip but he was there to wipe it. "G-gay. " I stuttered. He looked confused before realization hit him. He hates me now. The only person who cared now hates me. He moved his and and I flinched covering myself. "Hey hey Harry I'm not going to hurt you! I promise! You don't deserve this! You shouldn't be beaten because of your sexuality!" He said. I didn't say anything. "You want to know something about me?" He asked. I nodded. "I'm gay. And I was bullied in school for it." He said sadly. I looked up at him. "I-is that why you care so much?" I asked. He nodded. He pulled up one of his sleeves and I looked seeing faded white lines that you wouldn't be able to tell was there if no one showed you and if you didn't know about selfharm. "Y-you...I'm sorry. " I said sadly. "Hey don't worry about it. It's over with! I want you to trust me Harry I want to help you through this! It does get better! Now please let me help you!" He said. "O-okay."

"I was 15 when I found out I was gay. My parents were always supportive of me. They were amazing, loving parents. I told them everything so when I found out I was gay I told them. They turned into vicious monsters. They hate me. I-I don't get w-why-" my voice cracked as I broke down. I just want my loving family back! "Hey Harry it's okay!" Louis pulled me to his chest. For some reason it wasn't awkward it felt...normal. Right. "That's when they started beating me. Kids at school found out then they started bullying me. Everything was too much to handle so I started cutting myself. Ever since then everything's gotten worse. " I finished sadly. "I'm so sorry Harry! You don't deserve this so please don't believe you do!" He said.

"Louis I need to go home!" I said. "What no! I can't let-" "I'll be fine." "Harry no! They hurt you!" "Louis please!" I pleaded. "I can't stay here forever and I'm feeling better. I have to get home!" I continued. I really didn't wanna leave but I have to!

"Harry please be careful! If they try and do anything you get help! You don't deserve it!" He pleaded. "Thank you Louis!" I said getting out of the car and walking to the door.  No one was home yet, thankfully, so I climbed the stairs to my room. I flopped onto my bed face first. Louis. I couldn't get him out of my mind. No one has ever cared for me like he does. I'm falling for him...hard!