Love Isn't Flowers (Larry Stylinson/Niam Horayne)

Chapter 20~ We Can Do This

Sorry if this chapter isn't the best. My laptop charger is being a lil fgt. 

This chapter has mentions of mature matters. Just a reminder, everything in this story is FICTION.

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*Harry's POV*

"And- uh- that's what happened." I said, finishing the story.

Luke, Calum, Ashton, Michael, Niall, and Liam were all looking at me with sympathy. Something I honestly didn't want right now.

Michael looked down like he was deep in thought and looked back up.

"Uh, I had a drug addiction when I was about sixteen... I was on cocaine. How he's acting sounds like how I was acting." Michael said.

I seen Calum flinch just from him talking about it.

"I don't know for sure but it's a good possibility, right?" Michael continued.

I nodded my head, tears filling my eyes.

Liam butted into the conversation.

"There's this party tonight, Louis went. We can go search his flat?"

They all agreed this is what needed to happen, no matter how many times I tried to protest.

But within half a hour we were in his flat, going through his drawers.

We went into pairs, except me of course. But at the same time I wanted to go by myself.

Liam and Niall went into the kitchen.

Calum and Michael were in the bathroom.

Luke and Ashton said they wanted the living room.

I wanted his bedroom which I was granted.

I began in his dresser, to which I found nothing.

I then moved to his nightstand.

I searched and searched to no avail.

"Nothing!" I heard Ashton yell from the living room.

"Same!" Niall yelled.

I got on my knees and looked under the bed, which is where I found a box, a box I've never seen before.

"I found something!" I yelled.

I heard the piddle paddling of people walking towards me and everybody sat around me.

I looked up and made sure everyone was there.

I slowly took off the top and had to hold back a sob.

Ashton slowly picked up the bag that looked like powder but we all knew that was not the case.

What Ashton was holding in his hand was cocaine and it made me cry just looking at it.

I heard the front door open and automatically began scrambling around but I was too late.

"What's going on?" He didn't yell, surprisingly. 

"What's going on? You're on drugs!" I yelled, surprising everyone including myself.

"It was only a couple times." He said, calmly.

"You raped me!" 

"Harry..."

"You- You put me through so much!" I sobbed.

He tried to put his hand on my shoulder but I flinched away.

"Don't. You need to stop." I whispered.

"Harry..." He said for the second time.

"How long?" I asked.

"Roughly three days?" 

"I can help you quit then." I said.

By now the boys had left.

"What?" He looked... surprised.

"I love you so I will help you quit." I said, matter-of-factly.

I didn't give him a chance to answer before I was putting the drugs back in the box and throwing it away.

I plopped myself down on the couch, pulling Louis down beside me.

"Can we talk? You know... about what  happened?" I asked, my head on his chest. Something I have missed so much.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you... and raping you. I love you so much. I can't even believe I did that." He whispered and I could predict he was shaking his head.

"You have the rest of our lives to make up for it." I said, getting up and kissing his nose.

We had sex that night, and I enjoyed it.

Louis topped as always.

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I mean of course Louis tops. He's too fab to bottom. (;

Sorry this chapter is a little short.