Protector -Dark Larry Stylinson/Marcel Fanfiction-

Chapter Twelve

Louis' P.O.V

"Please! Help! Please!" I kept checking my pocket repeatedly for my phone, but I didn't have it. "Please... help me! M-my boyfriend was hit, please!" A saw a person running towards me. "Is he okay?!" 

"Please help me!" I sobbed loudly, trying to fight back tears. He nodded and knelt down. "Is he your friend?"

"M-my boyfriend. I really need help. Do you have a mobile on you?" I pleaded out. He gave me a disgusted look and quickly got up. "I'm not helping queers." He scowled at me, before pushing me to the ground and running down the street. Tears spilled down my face. I thought I would get away from the name calling. I guess not. 

I quickly picked Marcel up in my arms and ran back to my car. Once I sat him down in the backseat, I checked his pulse. There was only a faint beat. I started the car as I checked back every minute to see if his chest was moving, which it was.

I can't lose Marcel. Not like I lost Harry. I can't do that. It would be my fault. I shouldn't have pushed him and he wouldn't have ran away. 

My mind drifted back to the first time I made that mistake.

"Hey, Lou!" I heard his voice go through my ears. I felt strong arms wrap around my waist. I flinched and wriggled out of his grip. He gave me a confused look as he looked at me up and down. "What's the matter? And why are you wearing all black?" I'm scared what he'll say. What will he think? 

But then a smirk grew on his face. "But you look amazing in black." He breathed out. His lips attached to mine as they kissed my softly. I tried to kiss him back without knowing something was wrong. But as it got more heated and his hands started moving around my body, landing on my bum, I couldn't take it anymore. 

I pushed him away. "P-please don't touch me." I begged his helplessly. "Louis? What's wrong, babe? Did I do something wrong?" I shook my head and fixed my think glasses up my nose. "Baby, tell me." He put his hands on my waist. 

A tear slipped out of my eye. "Please don't touch me!" I repeated as he backed up. "Why?" He asked. "Just get out! Now! I don't love you, I never did!" He looked at me with tears and hurt swimming in his eyes. 

"Louis I-." 

I ran up to him and pushed him, making him fall to the ground. "I said get out! I never loved you and I never will!" He quickly got up. "I-I'm sorry..." He choked, slowly walking out of my house. I dropped to my knees, tugging my glasses off of my face as the shattered to the ground. 

"I love you. You wouldn't love me if I told you." I sobbed quietly.

I snapped out of the memory as I pulled into the emergency building and got Marcel out of the car. 

I entered the building. "Please help, he was hit by a car! Please help..." I said as a nurse passed me. She gasped. "Oh dear." She breathed as she signaled a nurse something. Not more than a second later, a gurney came rushing towards us and he was taken out of my hands. 

The nurse stayed behind. "What happened?" 

"H-he was hit by a car! Is he going to be okay?" She gave me an uncertain look. I looked over her shoulder to see them put an oxygen mask on Marcel. They rolled him down a hallway. "Well, he was barely breathing. You need to stay here." 

"I'm not staying here." I growled to the fatigued woman. "I'm sorry, sir. You can't do that." As she tried to hold me back. 

"No! I'm not fucking staying here! Let me see him!" I yelled, trying to get passed her. But it was no use. 

I broke down into sobs as the nurse ran a hand up and down my back soothingly. 

I don't want to lose him.

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:( Idk why  I wrote that if I was gonna cry :'( BUT MY BIRTHDAY IS ON MONDAY AND I'M GOING TO SEE THIS IS US!! HEHE!!

I have more stuff to update!! And sorry if I'm updating kind of slow because of school and everything. IT SUCKS.

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