Porcelain: Larry

04

Louis' fist collided with the dark brown door,
at three am the noise trickling through apartment walls.
He knocked several more times, his knuckles going white when he did, the door opened a bright eyed Luke stared back at the boy with pure ire in his veins.

"What the f.uck do you want, Tomlinson?"

"You know damn well what I want,"
Louis raised his voice
"Where's Harry's mother anyway?"

"I have my way of getting what I want,
and what I wanted was time alone with my kitten."
Luke chuckled, not knowing his last words had sent Louis off a cliff, that he would never return from.

Louis sighed and nodded,
"Can you step out here and close the door?
I don't want to disturb his slumber."

Luke listened, he stepped out, Louis was looking at his feet; waiting for a trigger.
His breathing was steady, he was calm. One, Luke's socks shuffled against the stained tile. Two, the door clicked as it locked. Three, everything went silent, it was only a wait beep going through Louis' air ways.

A single punch hit Luke's jaw sending him down, Luke wasn't expecting that, not at all.
He was still skeptical to whether he had 'changed' or not but he actually didn't expect him to react this way. Luke threw his own punch, only to be short lived when Louis grabbed it.

"What did I do that was so wrong Louis? You didn't shout from the rooftops that Harry was 'yours'. F.ucking hell, he doesn't know he's yours either."

"Yes he does! D-don't ever say t-that!"
Louis voice cracked, but his grip grew tighter as he spoke.
"You took his virginity tonight, I bet
h-he didn't even know what was happening!"

"What? No I didn't, how would you even know- What the hell. You're a creep, you were watching us that whole time in the hallway."

Louis dropped Luke on his knees, leaving the blonde panting.

"Touch him again, and you're dead."
Louis chuckled

He disappeared into his apartment, leaving a bruised Luke at Harry's door.
Luke walked in carefully, just in case Louis was watching; which he was.
Luke shook the sleeping hybrid from his slumber, Harry let out a yawn before adjusting his spot on the couch, letting his tail curl against him.

"Harry, wake up please."
Luke whispered carefully in his soft, fluffy ear

Harry just hummed, letting Luke know to continue.

"Louis punched me in the jaw, so im leaving tonight. But tomorrow, have a few things packed. We're gonna stay with my parents for a while."

"I don't think he did it on purpose."
Harry opened one of his green eyes, scrunching his nose

"He did, he also told me if I touched you again he'd kill me. So you're meeting me at the office. Only use your backpack, he'll get suspicious if you don't.

"Alright,"
Harry yawned
"I'll be ready for eleven a.m."

"Be safe, don't go out until tomorrow."

"You're overreacting."

"I'll see you tomorrow."
Luke sighed picking up his bag and walking out, with determined face.

Louis had just stepped back into his apartment, he heard everything.

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