"Harry, this isn't right." Louis moans as I kiss him.
"Shhh it's perfectly right." I kiss him even more.
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Explicit Language
Sexual content
Self Harm
I gave Harry another ride home and I offered him to drive him to and from school. He declined at first but I convinced him otherwise.
Once I got home otherwise known as hell, I prepared for another beat up.
I entered the living room and nothing happened.
Strange.
I didn't see him.
I entered the kitchen and saw him passed out in the table.
I shake my head and pulled his arm over my shoulder. I helped him up to his feet and dragged him to the living room. I placed him gently on the couch and slid his hand out of my shoulder. I walked to the closet and got out a blanket. I unfolded the blanket and placed it on top of my father's body.
I looked at this sleeping man. This sleeping man with the face of my father. My father wasn't a monster, he was just broken. A broken man who lets out his anger on me. I know he isn't a monster, I've seen how he treats my sister with love and kindness. I wish I was like her. Perfect grades, lovable personality, kind hearted, best sense of fashion. But sadly I'm not her or never come close to her.
I look at this man with the face of my father and give him a kiss on his forehead. I give him a smile even though he can't see it.
"You're not a monster. I love you dad." I whisper.
With that I leave him to rest and I head upstairs.
I enter my bedroom and close the door behind me. I run to my bed and lie there. Motionless.
I think of the events that happened durning lunch time.
Maybe people can be nice. Maybe people actually care. Maybe people actually have a heart.
Liam, Niall and Harry have hearts made out of gold. I know that I've literally just met them but just by them sitting with me, today, made a great difference.
Maybe they can turn out to be friends.
My friends.
The thought sounds foreign but I have this excitement that I can't even explain. It just seems to good to be real but I have hope.
Harry. Harry is certainly such a good person. He brought me food and cared for me. Nobody has ever cared for me before.
He's such a great friend.
Can I even call him a friend?
Of course a can, right?
My sister walks in to my room and observes me.
"Are you hungry?" She asks.
"Um..not really." I answer.
"Oh cause I was planing on ordering a pizza and I was wondering if you wanted any." She says.
"Oh okay. I'll have some I guess." I say.
"Okay. What toppings would you like?" She smiles.
"Whatever you want." I simply say.
"Okay I'll go order it now." She dials a number and walks out of my room.
I close my eyes for a couple minutes.
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"Louis. Lou wake up." My sister shakes me.
"Huh?" I rub my eyes, trying to get rid of sleep.
"Lou, the pizza is here." She says.
"Oh okay." I sit up.
"I'll be downstairs, waiting for you." She gets up from my bed and heads towards the door.
"Wait! Is dad asleep? I couldn't help but to ask.
"Yeah. He's still passed out on the couch." She forces a smile.
I know that she hates to see him like this. Hell, I hate to see him like this but frankly, it's not our decision. It his and only his.
My sister walks out and I get up from my cozy, warm bed.
I splash some water on my face and head downstairs.
When I arrived in the kitchen, Lottie was taking out plates and cups from the cabinets. Then she put them on the table.
We sat down and got out a slice of pizza for ourselves.
At first we ate in silence but then Lottie talked.
"I'm sorry." She apologizes.
"Sorry for what?" I ask.
"I'm sorry...for dad..and I haven't been too much of a great sister for you." She looks at her half eaten pizza.
"It's alright." I say.
"I'm not your responsibility." I sigh.
"Yeah but we made mum a promise. We said that we where going to take care of each other, and we are doing the exact opposite." She states.
"Yeah. I guess your right, but like I said I'm not your responsibility." I take another bite of my delicious pizza.
"Yeah but I need to protect you. We need to protect each other. All those fights. All those times that I could've saved you. I didn't do it. I didn't do it because I'm a bloody coward." A tear falls down her eyes and I lean in and wiped it away.
She gives me a small smile.
"It's not your fault, Lottie. People are just taking their anger out and unfortunately, I'm always there. I wish it could stop but I don't wish anyone to go though the bloody hell that I'm going through." I say.
"You're such a great person, Louis." She smiles.
I know I'm not because if I was then people wouldn't attack me, they would love me.
I give Lottie a small smile.
"Things will change, Louis. I promise that I'll do anything I can to keep you safe in school and home."
I hope she can.
"Thank you, Lottie."
She gets up and goes to where I'm sitting and pulls me into a big hug.
"I love you, Louis." Lottie whispers in my ear.
She loves me?
Me?
It feels foreign but I like it.
Love is such a strong feeling and I can get used to it easily.
"I love you too Lottie." We smile at each other.
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