Hatred + Sex = Love (AU/Larry Stylinson)

Messages From No One

Chapter 5- Messages From No One

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Louis Tomlinson took in a deep breath before walking in through the doors of the run down building. It took him three days to build up the courage to walk through them again after what he witnessed inside of it. He closed his eyes and took one final breath before walking towards the deserted classroom. He peeked inside to make sure that no one was there and then stepped in and took in his surroundings.

The blackboard still stood in its place and there were the words, they were still scribbled all over it, the white of the chalk contrasting with the black of the board. Louis hated seeing those words, he couldn't bare to look at them. He hated how Harry was the one that wrote them, that Harry thought of himself so hatefully, so bitterly, so disgustingly. Louis walked over to the blackboard slowly and brought a finger across the letters on the bottom smudging the white chalk. 

"Don't hate yourself Harry, please don't hate yourself." Louis mumbled to himself as he continued to smudge the words with one finger.

He picked up the black eraser that remained untouched and looked at the board. Reading the words again made him snap and then Louis began angrily wiping away at the hateful words wanting them to disappear to dust.

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"I don't know what happened to him. I found him on the ground he was like shaking and sobbing. I've never seen him like this." Niall mumbled nervously as he rest his head on Harry's shoulder.

Niall like how he felt with Harry Styles, he was comfortable, warm, and he made Niall feel safe. To be completely honest Niall wasn't sure if he liked Harry in that way, yet. But he liked the friendship that they had developed together, and he was hoping it wasn't going to go away anytime soon.

"It's okay Niall, I bet he is going to be okay. Don't worry about it." Harry tried to calm the Irish boy down, but in the back of his mind he was thinking about Louis. He was thinking about what had happened to him to make him like that.

"But I've never seen him like this Harry! He was crazy, it was so fucking scary!" 

"It's okay Niall. Just forget about it, Louis can take care of himself." Harry assured the Irish lad, more truth in his words then others might have thought.

"Do you like him?" 

"What? Do I like him?!" 

"Well, I don't know you guys seem to hate each other. I mean every time I mention your name he practically bites my throat off." Niall chuckles as he takes his head off Harry's shoulder and looks at him, lifting up an eyebrow.

"Um, I don't hate him." Harry tried lying, the truth was he did hate him, he hated that he loved him. 

Niall looked into Harry's eyes a moment longer then just shrugged and got up from the bench. "I'm off to class then. I'll see you around Harry." Niall smiled before turning around and dissolving into the crowd of students that were making their way to their classes.

Harry sat back with a sigh as he watched the blond boy disappear. Niall was too observant about things, he noticed too much for his own good. Harry could tell that Niall didn't believe him, but the boy just went with the flow for now waiting for the correct moment to strike and get the truth out of Harry. 

Harry checked the time and saw that he had a break until five in the afternoon. He got up and began walking to the run down Engineering building where he went to be alone. He walked in slowly, checking to make sure that no one was around. Stepping into the classroom Harry flicked on the light and gasped at the sight of the blackboard in front of him.