Louis couldn't believe that Harry killed someone.
His Harry, killed someone.
"Lou?" Harry asked putting his hand on Louis' shoulder.
Louis flinched and Harry raised an eyebrow.
"You've been a bit jumpy lately. Are you ok?" Harry asked.
"N-yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. You just gave me a fright." Louis replied.
"So, I was thinking we should go out tonight. You up for it?" Harry asked and Louis looked down.
"I-I... sure." Louis mumbled.
Harry smirked and kissed Louis' cheek, now Louis usually loves Harry's kisses but ever since he stabbed Kevin.... he can't help but feel terrified.
"Harry?" Louis then asked.
"Yeah, boo?" Harry replied making Louis cringe again.
"Uh... did you really kill Kevin?" Louis asked playing with his fingers.
Harry smirked. "Does this answer your question?" He asked bringing out the blood stained knife.
Louis went wide eyed. "Harry what if you get caught?!" He asked panicking.
"I won't get caught because I have the knife." Harry replied.
"What if I turn you in?" Louis asked but immediately regretted it when Harry gripped his jaw.
"Turn me into the police then I'll have to turn you inside out." He spat and pushed Louis away.
Louis felt like he was having a panic attack.
"Louis breathe properly!" Harry said.
*later that night*
"Are you ready?" Harry asked as he put his phone in his pocket.
"Uh, yeah... so where are we going?"
"A club. Come on." Harry said taking Louis' hand.
Louis sighed, "let go of my hand." He mumbled.
"Why? I thought you loved it when I held your hand." Harry said confused.
"That was before you fucking killed someone!" Louis spat but immediately regretted it when he saw the anger in Harry's eyes.
"If I were you, I would keep that pretty little mouth shut. Don't want to have another accident do we?" Harry asked sliding the now clean knife along Louis' hip bone.
Louis gasped, "Harry no." He mumbled moving away from the knife.
"Don't walk away from me!" Harry spat and grabbed Louis' arm pulling him back.
"HARRY THE KNIFE!" Louis yelled just missing the knife by an inch.
"Oops. Nearly had an accident there. Don't want that do we?" Harry asked smirking.
Louis was shaking. "You could've killed me!" He said pushing Harry.
"Don't push me away! Look Louis, the knife isn't going to hurt you, I'm not making the knife going to hurt you. Just keep calm." Harry said.
"Let's just go to the club." Louis mumbled.
Ten minutes later, they arrived.
"I'm going to get us drinks. Come with me." Harry said pulling Louis' arm.
"I want to dance." Louis said trying to get out of Harry's grip.
"STOP STRUGGLING!" Harry yelled making a few people look at him.
"I want to dance." Louis said again.
"I don't trust the people around you. You stay here with me and you know the consequence of you don't!" Harry said raising an eyebrow.
Louis looked at him then looked down.
"Stay close and I mean it. Stay close!" Harry said holding a tight grip to Louis' hand.
"Harry-y, you-you're hurting m-me." Louis said as his hand was beginning to hurt.
"Good." Harry spat and he took a seat at the bar.
"I'm going to the bathroom." Louis then said standing up. Harry got up too.
"No.. just stay there." Louis said putting a hand on Harry chest.
"Stay away from anybody who comes near you." Harry whispered and sat back down.
Louis sighed and headed to the bathroom.
As he was heading to the bathroom, someone tapped his shoulders. "Ha- oh sorry I thought you were someone else." Louis said as he saw a boy with black hair and green eyes.
"What's a pretty boy like you doing here alone?" He asked running a hand down Louis' arm.
"Oh, uh... I have a boyfriend." Louis mumbled trying to get away from the boy.
"Oh come on, leave him. You deserve so much-"
"He told you he had a boyfriend. And trust me, you don't want to make him angry." Harry said turning the guy around.
"Aww, is the little guys boyfriend getting protective?"
Harry then clenched his jaw and slowly brung the knife out of his pocket.
"Dude, chill!" The guy said going wide eyed.
"Walk away." Harry said.
"How about your boyfriend decides?" The guy asked looking at Louis.
"Just go." Louis mumbled and the guy just scoffed.
"Fine."
"You should've pushed him away." Harry said.
"I tired to get away from him. I did. I'm sorry." Louis mumbled.
"Stay by my side." Harry said holding Louis really close that he can actually feel the knife.
"Get rid of the knife." Louis whispered.
"Not before I get rid of you first."
