Protector -Dark Larry Stylinson/Marcel Fanfiction-

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Marcel's P.O.V

*Three Weeks Later*

The judge took the paper from a petite girl from the jurors area and fixed her glasses before reading off of the list. "We, by the jury, have decided that Louis Tomlinson, who has a charge for second degree murder of Kevin Anderson, is not guilty. Charges for manslaughter: not guilty," I look over at Louis who was closing his eyes, tears falling out of them, "All other charges were dropped during the trails. Louis Tomlinson, may you please stand?" The judge said half-heartedly. 

Louis stood up and looked my way, giving me a small but sad smile as he turned back to the judge. "Louis Tomlinson, the jury finds you not guilty for all charges, case closed." She hit the gavel on the small pad and stood up, leaving the courtroom. I let a few tears that made out of fear fall from my eyes as I felt Louis' familiar arms wrap around me. "Louis, I was so scared."

"I know you were, baby. But we've got to go now, okay?" I nodded and looked up at him, reaching his lips with mine. I got up and took his hand before he led me out of the courtroom and outside. We were met by cameras flashing and people standing outside the courtroom, yelling. It was a bit overwhelming just from the sight of it. "Keep your head down and just ignore them." He said as he grabbed my hand, giving me a quick peck to the side of my forehead. I nodded as we continued to walk.

"Louis, how does it feel to be charged as not guilty?" Louis ignored the question from the press and I took a look at the outraged people. "Fags! Should just go to prison for being together!" A man yelled, causing me to bite my lip and bury myself further against Louis.

"Go to hell for killing an innocent man! He was doing a good fucking thing if he was trying to rape a queer!" I looked at the woman who said that as she gave me a dirty look. I looked up at Louis to see him silently fuming. I knew he hated the words being thrown at us; especially me.

"The fucking nerd should have just dealt with it! Rape him and then kill him!" A man sneered at us, causing Louis to drop my hand and turn to him. "What the fuck did you just say?! He shouldn't have even been up near that asshole! I've been raped! Do you think that it's fucking nice to have that over your head for the rest of your worthless life?! It's not that motherfucking peachy! I've lost one person because of my situation, do you think I want to lose another one that I love?! No! So kindly shut the hell up and leave us the fuck alone before I make you, you worthless piece of shit!"

Everything was silent. Nobody was talking, only the flashes of cameras going off. I had tears in my eyes and so did Louis. He grabbed my hand and we dragged me to the car as people looked at us like we were crazy.

He opened the door roughly and pushed me in gently, slamming the door. He quickly got in the driver's seat and turned the car on, zooming out of the parking lot. I sat quietly in the back seat while he drove over the speed limit to god knows where. 

I tried to be quiet as I wiped my eyes, trying to stop crying. I knew he snapped. It wasn't the best thing to see. I could here is breathing and it scared. I never seen him like this. 

He pulled over on am empty street and unbuckled his seat belt. He climbed over to the back next to me and jumped into my lap. He pushed his head to my neck and let out a loud, frustrated yell. I ran a soothing hand up and down his back.

"Why?! Why can't I be normal?! Why did this happen to me?!" He yelled into my chest as he hit his fist against it repeatedly. I kissed his head until he wsn't even yelling, just sobbing hopelessly into my chest. "Louis, are you-." He cut me short with his small lips against mine. I gave him a chaste kiss and pulled away but he pressed his lips back to mine. He gave me three quick kisses before pulling away. He looked up at my eyes with teary, blue ones and slowly pushed me down on the car seat. 

"Boo, I need to know if you're-." I stopped talking when his lips pressed to my neck. I gave a tired sigh as I let his lips make me feel good. He looked up at me with needy eyes as his hand pulled at the hem of my sweater vest. 

"L-Lou, right now?" He nodded as he tugged the sweater vest further up my torso. I lifted my body and arms so he could take it off of me. It wasn't really sexual, almost enjoying each other while we're hurting.

We're trying to make each other feel better by making each other feel good. He started unbuttoning my shirt as we just stared at each other. We don't want to rush things, just enjoy the intimacy around us. 

He pushed the shirt off of me, easily flipping our positions to me on top of him. "I love you." He said, taking my face in his hands and kissing my forehead. "I love you too." I whispered, putting my hands on his hips after he took his shirt off his body. We looked at each other, his hands running through my hair until it was curly like it would always do once it wasn't slick with gel. He cupped his hand to the side of my neck and brushed his lips with mine. I pushed mine against his harder, trying to get closer to him. He moved his head to the side and opened his mouth, meeting his tongue with mine.

We moved together fiercely, like we didn't want to let each other go.

And it's true. We didn't.

No matter how much we both hurt.

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So.. yea.. I feel like all of you are annoyed with me for not updating but I swear it's because of school and just personal problems with the people that I meet over the internet okay! I'm a very helpful person so I need to be helpful.

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