Protector -Dark Larry Stylinson/Marcel Fanfiction-

Chapter Eighteen

Louis' P.O.V

I looked around the empty pub and sighed, wrapped the dish cloth around the drinking glass. I should get more money for just standing around here all day while nobodies even here. The night before flashed in my mind, making me flinch at what I did.

Marcel was nearly raped by a drunken man like I was, only I saved him. I didn't want him to change like I did when it happened. He should love him for who he is, not what other people think. But I want to keep a low profile like before.

I remember when I was almost arrested for someone getting really close to Harry. Even though we didn't talk to each other at the time, I still found a way to see him. It was at the bakery when a guy was flirting with him nonstop, making me mad as hell. Harry knew I wasn't there, so when the guy left, I followed him. 

I nearly killed him. The police were really close to arresting me then but I made a run for it. I was on the news and I was scared that I wouldn't be able to get a job with the police after me. But soon, the problem died down and now I have a shitty job as a bartender.

But what I did was far worse. I didn't know his anger would take it that far. But nobody messes with Marcel. "Excuse me? Could I have a pint?" I snapped out of my trance and nodded at the middle-aged man. 

Once I filled the chilled glass up with alcohol and handed it to him. He smiled kindly at me and I forced one back. "Now, why don't you smile the right way? I know a young man like you has a nice smile." I looked down and he sighed.

"Somethin' on your mind," He stated as he put his glass down, "Wanna talk about it." I realized he had a thick country accent, besides a British one. 

I shook my head and he chuckled. "Ya know, if you talk about it, it will feel better to you." It was my turn to sigh as I nodded. "Just... some relationship things." 

"Well, I have all day, man. Fire away." He nonchalantly stated, sipping his pint. I nodded, putting the dish cloth to the side on the counter.

"And why should I trust you. I trust a very small amount of people. And to me, you're just another customer in this shitty dump." He chuckled and shook his head. "I'm trustworthy, I just came here to get away from my daughter. I love her death but, she's been going on and on about how she misses her boyfriend." He rolled his eyes and took another small sip.

He looked at my doubtful expression and gave a small chuckle. "Listen, kid. I'm not from around here but everybody has the same relationship problems. Either they were cheated on, they broke up, one has passed," I cringed at his choice of words and he stopped short, "Did your girlfriend pass away?" 

I shook my head. What if he's like everybody else? What if he'll think twice before talking to a fag. I sighed. "Well, he... killed himself. But that was two years ago. Right now, it's something related to him." 

He nodded at what I said and smiled. "I'm sorry. Hope everything gets better for you." I nodded and gave him a small smile. "Now there's one! I know you've got a true one in you!" He exclaimed happily, making Louis' smile grow the slightest bit. The man laughed loudly and took a large chug of his pint.

"I never smile a lot. For two big reasons. But one person always makes me melt more and more each day. I love his personality, I love his smile, his eyes, his cute little glasses, just... everything." I dreamily put out, making the man chuckle. 

He leaned over the bar counter and put his hand out. "I'm David, what's your name?" I took his hand in mine and shook it. "Louis-." I was cut off with the entrance doors opening with the words echoing, "POLICE!" My eyes widened as two police officers put my hands behind my back.

"Louis Tomlinson, you're under arrest for an account of murder to Kevin Anderson. Anything you say can and will be held against you in the court of law." I put my head down, knowing I outdone myself this time. I looked back up at David, who was standing up with wide eyes.

"This is what I get for loving someone." The two officers yanked my arms, making me want to resist. I let them drag me away, not wanting to cause anymore trouble. I hope Marcel finds out. I want to see him before my life goes to hell. I just knew this was coming.

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I'm so sorry! Just so much homework and school and getting things ready so we can remodel my basement, I couldn't have anytime to write this! It's so short and I'm soooo sorry! Please forgive me!

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