The Sweetest Boy | l.s ✔️

-17-

The car ride was filled with comfortable silence. It wasn't awkward or anything and Harry was just so thankful for someone as kind as Louis. When they arrived to Louis apartment, they entered and Harry took off his shoes and was walking to Louis couch, when he felt the warmth of Louis body on his back. Harry paused in his tracks, a sucker for Louis touch and just Louis.

Louis wraps his arm around Harry from behind and took the other hand to move Harry's hair back to expose his bruised neck. Louis presses his lips there again and Harry immediately melted. But Harry had to stop this, he needed Louis to know everything and sex won't help their relationship but telling him everything will.

"L-Louis, stop. Not now." Harry pulls away gently and Louis looks at him a bit surprised because usually Harry would never reject sex, like ever.

"What?" Louis asks kindly, moving closer again. "Is everything okay?"

"Yes, but I want to talk to you, seriously." Harry goes to sit down on the couch and looks up at Louis basically telling him to take a seat. "Trust me Louis, you're going to need to take a seat for this." Louis shakes his head and sits on the couch next to Harry. Harry grabbed the blanket that was payed over the couch and out if over his body, he was freezing.

"What's wrong baby?" Louis asks and Harry sighs.

"You've been wanting to know the answer to the question everyone has. What got me here? The perfect Harry Styles, the star honor student, smart, liked by everyone, had everything going for him." Harry stares at the carpet, scared to look into Louis eyes as he tells him his past. Louis exhales loudly, trying to prepare himself for where this was going. "Well, I'm going to tell you..."

"Okay.. I'm ready."

Harry clears his throat before he speaks again. "It all started when I was fifteen, my mother got a new boyfriend. She kept him a secret for a while but soon enough she let me and my sister meet him. He was younger, good looking, I guess, just everything a woman would want at first glance. Peter, was his name. My mother seemed so happy, she looked at him like he was the only man she's ever seen. It was inspirational for a while and I thought he was fine. Until he moved in with us, I turned sixteen soon after and it was all good for a while. Everyone seemed happy, I was happy and then things changed as if overnight, darkness spread upon us. Peter would begin to do subtle things that were suggestive and inappropriate. He would brush his hand against my ass or have me sit on his lap when he was hard, he would kiss my neck and every time it would get worse and more aggressive. " Louis knew where this was heading but he didn't know the half of it.

"Soon it became so bad that I would try to avoid him at all costs, because I felt so uncomfortable. But one night he was sitting on the couch behind me watching television and I was on the floor, refusing to sit next to him. My mother and sister were not home and I was all alone with this monster. Soon he began to ask me to sit next to him and I saw his... boner in his pants. I knew that if I didn't get out that room, I was going to get hurt. So I tried to sprint for the door but he was closer and caught me.. s-so he raped me on the floor.. no mercy was given. The pain was excruciating, he used nothing to make it easier for me, it was a form of torture."

"Oh my god, Harry I'm so sor-"

"That's not even close to being the end." Harry looked at Louis for the first time in a few minutes and saw his eyes were already teary. Louis inhales and sits back to listen. "Soon, after a few more times of him coming into my room at night, it became every day, every night, and he became more.. open about it. If that makes sense, like it became so bad to a point where my mother had to have known. I-I would scream every night he would hurt me, and she would never come to save me. Maybe it was because he brought his rage on to her too, he began to abuse her physically and mentally. She was brought into such a bad depression because of it and I saw it all while I was being raped. After six months of this torture I decided to talk to my mother about it. And all I got was nothing, she already knew and there was nothing she could do because she would get hurt and so would my sister. And that.. was the one person t-that I would never let Peter hurt." Harry takes a breath and looks at Louis, to see he was just intensely listening. "Anyway, I just dealt with it in silence, I knew I was going to get nowhere. My sister.. my sister would always ask me what was happening, she knew.. but I could never tell her the full extent of how bad it was. I was being beaten and raped mercilessly by my step father. How could you tell you sister that? As if it couldn't get worse.... one night after he was done with me, he brought men into the room. Five to be exact, they were all gross and looked like they haven't had sex their whole lives. The-the way they looked at me.. it was the most disgusting thing. That was the first night peter got paid for my body." Harry began to let tears slip his eyes because this is the part that is the most traumatic for him. Louis moved closer and held him as Louis eyes filled with tears, how could anyone hurt a sweet human being like Harry this way?