Dark secrets

More secrets or the truth?

Zayn's POV

I knew exactly what was wrong with Harry. I knew why he whimpered when we touched him or why he was so scared of us. I knew it. He has the same look that my sister did when this happened to her. She's fine now. She was really strong about it and Now, it's like nothing ever happened. But Harry, he acts the same if not worse. I feel bad for him. Who wouldn't? He's so scared of human contact it makes you want to hug him and tell him that will never happen again. But I couldn't be so sure.

We were currently sitting in Harry's room. His closet was open, revealing many pairs of shoes, shirts, pants, shorts, and jumpers. His bed was made and his window had the curtains drawn to show the rainy, grey Cheshire sky. It was actually a beautiful day if you looked at it from my perspective. But it also fit the situation.

"What do you think is wrong with him?" Louis asked. His voice cracked and I could tell he was truly concerned about him.

"I don't know Lou. Anything could be wrong but he was obviously attacked. I have an idea I just don't want to say it because I don't want to freak any of you out." I replied. They all stared at me.

"Tell us. I want to know what to expect when Jay comes back up here." Liam said. I looked at Anne. She wouldn't look at anything except the floor. I felt so bad for her. It's almost like she could feel her son's pain. I wasn't going to say it.

"When she tells us, ill tell you if that was what I was thinking but I'm not going to say anything." I said. I wasn't going to make them anymore nervous then they already were.

We heard footsteps coming up the stairs and we all stared at the door. Jay opened the door and looked at us with tear filled eyes. She looked at Anne. "Could I talk to you for a minute?" She asked. Anne nodded and followed her into another room.

Liam, Louis, Niall, Gemma and me sat there, waiting for them to come back. Louis had a sad look on his face. I mean, we all did but his was confused, scared, sad, and shocked. "Louis whats wrong?" Niall said. He noticed too.

Louis looked at Niall then me then The door. "My mum is a nurse. She rarely cries for other people. She found out what happened to Harry."

Gemma's POV

"My mum is a nurse. She rarely cries for other people. She found out what happened to Harry." Louis said.

Great. I don't know if Jay will tell Louis or not but either way I don't know if Harry will take someone else knowing what happened to him very good. He might ignore Jay and Louis and the boys or he might be shy and scared around them.

Jay and Mum came back in. We looked up, expecting an explanation. "Ok Louis, we should be heading home." Jay said with tears actually running down her face. She wiped the tears away. "Wait what happened? Whats wrong with him?" Gemma asked, standing up. The boys stood with her but I stayed back.

"Your mum will tell you. I don't think I should be the one that tells you. Besides, you deserve to know what happened to your little brother." she said with a soft smile playing on her face. I could tell it was forced though.

Gemma looked at her mother who was full on crying not just a couple of tears. She hugged her mother to try and comfort her.

"Is Harry ok?" Louis asked. Jay sighed. "Louis. Harry has been through alot so I understand why he acts the way he does. He's never been 'ok' and he probably never will be 'ok'. You all probably have your ideas of what happened but I'd rather not tell you all until Harry's comfortable with it or tells you himself." she said.

"Now Louis, we need to go." she said calmly. Louis nodded. We followed them downstairs and to the door where we all walked to the front room.

Where Harry was supposed to be, was a note. Just a note, no Harry.

"Oh my god! Harry!" Gemma yelled. Everyone looked around and some ran around the house yelling some more.

Me and Louis walked to the note.

You thought you could just take him and make it all better huh? It doesn't work that way. This boy will suffer more then he ever has and it's all because of you. You should have never came into this, Anne, and now your son will pay the price.

-Ronnie