27 Minutes -Larry Stylinson-

Goodbye for now.

I'm YorkshirePerrie. All credits go to Happinessintime for she is the person who wrote this book. I'll try to update weekly so it can be open to fully read for everyone soon.

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Harry POV

"Go away?" The words slip past my lips in a broken whisper as my mind tries to wrap itself around the idea. My mind, heart and body refuse to believe in letting Louis go any further than ten feet away from me. It may sound crazy given the situation of him practically reaching out to attack me but it that doesn't change how I feel. He could try to hurt me a million times worse and I'd always still come running back for him, nothing he could ever do would stop me. I'd always go to any length to protect him and him leaving would take that away from me.

"Yes.. For a little while." My mum says sadly to me. She rests her hand on my arm rubbing it up and down like it's suppose to soften the blow. It doesn't, not even close.

"But I.. No he.. Leave? Where? How long?" The questions spiral out quickly and I myself almost miss what I'm asking. I search her eyes frantically and see sadness in them. She doesn't want to be the one to tell me this or explain what's happening, she doesn't want to be the one to carry the burden and then pass It on to me but yet she still does. I see all the love and respect in the world in her eyes but it does nothing to mask the pain I feel right now.

"I don't know how long sweetheart.. Until the doctors feel he's stable enough to come home."

"He is! He'll be fine mum! He just needs to relax for a few days is all.." I argue back with her and she only shakes her head.

"You know that's not true, Harry..." Her bottom lip quivers a bit as she speaks. "Louis' sick honey.. He needs help, professional help to bring him back from whatever dark place he's in right now."

"No!" I yell at her yanking my body away and standing up to begin pacing in front of her.

"Nothing is wrong with him! He isn't sick he's just shaken! I can help him through that mum... He needs me, not some stupid doctor!" I yell down at her. She stands up looking at me almost timidly and I feel guilty for having yelled at her but I can't help it. Not when she is part of the threat to take him away.

"You can't help him with this Harry.. He needs a medical team.. He tried to kill himself honey, he needs to be in a facility where-"

"Shut up!" I scream at her and she flinches back. My body shakes and radiates the anger I'm throwing at her right now. Distantly I hear the door click open but my eyes stay trained ahead on my mum. "He doesn't need a damn facility! He needs to be with the people who love him and want to protect him." I seethe.

" I get that Harry but you can't protect him from this!" She raises her voice a little towards me.

"Yes I fucking can! Just give me the chance to!" I take a step forward to her and she steps back. Somewhere in my mind I'm screaming at myself saying that my own mum is afraid of me at this moment and it isn't okay, but I can't back down.

"You already had the chance to Harry and look where he is now!" She shoots back at me and that's the blow that deflates my entire body. My mouth goes slack as I stare at her and crumble before her. My eyes drop down to the floor and my heart falls to the pit of my stomach at the realization of her words. I put him here, I caused this.

"Harry that's not what I meant.." She speaks softly and takes a step to me. "I would never hurt you that way.. I'm saying you can't protect him from everything, as much as you would want to you just can't... I know this hurts but the best way you can help and protect him right now is to let him get treatment.." My eyes close as I mull over her words but still fight them off.