I'm Fine (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 17

Harry's P.O.V

I groaned from a sharp pain in my stomach. My eyelids were heavy, I couldn't open them. "Harry, please wake up." A voice cooed in my ear. I knew exactly who that voice belonged to. Louis. I attempted to open my eyes but it was like they had weights resting on top of them.

"Please Harry, I can't lose you. I love you so much." He placed a gentle kiss to my lips. It's like the weights were lifted because my eyes fluttered open. His frown turned to a smile immediately. "Harry!" He squealed before jumping on top of me. I hissed in pain. "Oh sorry." He smiled sheepishly.

I looked around the room, to see it was a hospital room. "Why am I in the hospital?"

"You don't remember?" He asked and I shook my head. "We got into a fight and I left. But when I came back you were sitting on the floor unconscious and bleeding, really bad."

My mind flooded with memories. Me and Louis fighting, Nick showing up, stabbing me, going unconscious. "Nick." I whispered.

"Nick? Nick who?" Louis furrowed his brows.

"Grimshit." I spat.

"Grimshit?" He asked attempting to be serious but I could see the smile creeping onto his face.

"I mean Grimshaw."

"James' old friend?" He asked and I nodded. "He did this to you." He clarified.

"Yeah." I sighed. Louis nodded getting up and heading for the door. "Where are you going?"

"I'll be right back, Haz." He left and came a couple minutes later with two police officers.

"Hi Harry, would you mind telling us what happened to you?" One of the cops asked sitting down in the chair next to my bed. I looked

"Well I was at home and my door bell rang. So I went to answer it and it was Nick Grimshaw."

"Would that be the Nick Grimshaw that Ra-"

"Yes." I cut her off. "He came into the kitchen and pulled a knife on me. He stabbed me in the stomach and left."

"Okay, officer Loyd. Call in the chief and say we need a search party for Nick Grimshaw."

"Yes ma'am." She answered before leaving the room.

"We will make sure you have justice Mr. Styles. I promise." The other officer smiled before leaving the room as well. Louis resumed his position at the end of my bed.

"Can I ask you something?" He looked down at his hands.

"Sure."

"Why would Nick do this to you? I'm sure he doesn't just go around stabbing his old classmates so why?" He looked up and I gulped noticeably. I looked down at my lap, staying silent. "It's your secret isn't it." I nodded. "If you don't want to tell me you don't have to." He sighed trying to get off the bed. I grabbed his wrist preventing him from doing so.

"No Lou. I-I want to tell you." He slowly sat back down on the bed. "In my sophomore year, Nick took something that I could never get back. My virginity. H-He raped me. That's why he was sent to jail. He was let out to take care of his mum. He somehow found my house and wanted revenge for getting him sent to jail. I know your disgusted by me and I understand why your breaking up with me." I let a single tear glide down my face.

"Harry, you really think I'm disgusted by you?" He looked at me astonished. I slowly nodded. "If I were disgusted by you I'd have to be disgusted by myself too." My head shot up at that.

"W-what?" I stuttered.

"I...I was raped. By James." I gasped but knew not to interrupt, letting him proceed. "It was a few weeks into our relationship and he wanted to have sex. I told him I didn't want to but he forced me." He sobbed. "After that happened I immediately broke up with him and if he tried to contact me again, I'd call the cops."

"I never thought anyone would know how I felt." I mumbled.

"Well I do Harry." He grabbed my hand. "I love you and I can promise you that I would never even think of raping you."

"I know I can trust you Lou. But I'm scared." I choked out.

"Why, love?" He furrowed his brows.

"You know I'm not ready to have sex. But I'm afraid that you'll realize it's not worth waiting for me to be ready." I sniffled.

"Harry, I will wait as long as you want to. Even if it's when we can hardly walk and our hair is falling out." I chuckled at his remark.

"You mean that Lou?"

"I do Harry. This is your choice to make not mine."

"Thank you for understanding." I sighed deeply.

"Always." He kissed my forehead gently. We curled up in the small hospital bed, Louis being careful where my stitches were. This is how life was meant to be. Louis and I being together not letting anything ruin it. For once in my life i could truthfully say I'm fine.

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A/n: so that's the end *cries*. This has been one of my fav fan fictions to write and I'm sad that it's over. Thank you for taking your time to read this xoxo