You Found Me (COMPLETED)

Chapter 47

Harry's POV

School has sucked ever since I've had to go back. I'm always tired as hell and I'm struggling to always have homework done and study for tests but there's only about a month til gradation. I hate hiding. Louis and I can't go out together anymore because of the fear of getting seen. It's just all so stressful now with finals coming up. And to top it all off Sam has made his way back into the picture.

"Hey faggot!" Sam laughed pushing me into my locker. Before I would never talk back or stand up for myself but I'm tired of always being pushed around. "What do you want." I huffed grabbing my books from my locker just as the bell rang. I sighed. Now I would be late to class. Louis' class. "Oh look someone's getting attitude." He faked shock. "Listen here faggot." He grumbled pushing me up against the lockers hard. I whined as my back hit the corner of a locker. "No one likes you! No one could ever love someone like you. You're worthless. Pathetic." He punched my stomach harder with each word. I felt so out of breath. I tried to wiggle out of his grip but I was too weak. Too tired. "Why don't you just kill yourself! No one would even care. No one would notice." He went on punching me in the face a few time. I felt blood trickle down my face. He dropped me to the ground and left. Like always. Like everyone else has done. Use me then just leave. Just like that. I was too weak to stand. My stomach hurt like hell. His words didn't have the impact on me like used to. Because I know I have Louis. I have Macey. I wouldn't ever leave them. I know they love me.

After minutes of trying to catch my breath I wobble and winced  in pain trying to get up.  Once I was standing I grabbed my things and went to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and mentally grumbled. There was no way any of this would go unnoticed. I grabbed a paper towel and got it wet wiping the blood off my face. I had a a cut on my lip and by my eye, which was turning a dark color and was a little swollen. There were patches of darkening skin on my face. I lifted my shirt and hissed in pain. Moving muscles hurt my stomach. There were dark bruises already starting to form. I sighed and looked at the time. We had a half hour left and I knew since it was Louis class that if I didn't show he would start worrying.

I knocked on the locked door and some girl opened the door. I mumbled a thank you and walked to my seat keeping my head down. Louis was in the middle of teaching a lesson. I looked up at him quickly meeting his eye. He gave me a look and I shook my head. As if saying Go on or don't worry about me. He went on with the lesson. Liam and Niall kept sending me looks but I shook it off whispering I'm fine.

I rested my head on my hands. I felt dizzy and everything hurt. "This worksheet is due by the end of class. You may work with a group." I heard Louis say. Everyone started moving but I kept my head down resting on my arms. Liam and Niall sat in the seats next to me. "Harry what the hell happened?" Niall asked. "Just had a run in with Sam but I really don't wanna talk about it because I already know Louis is going to go crazy so please let's just get this damn worksheet done!" They sighed but nodded.

Louis took a lap around the room answering questions trying not to make it obvious that he wanted to talk. Before he could get to me thankfully the bell rang. We all handed in our papers. "I'm gonna stay behind. See you guys later." I mumbled to Liam and Niall they nodded and left with the rest of the class. Louis shut the door, which locked automatically locked. "Babe what the hell happened!" He said rushing to my side. He stood in front of me and gently ran his fingers across the darkening bruises making me wince and a few tears fall. "Haz come here." He pulled me into his arms and I broke down. I hated getting beat. It seems like that's all that will ever happen. "I-I hate I-it l-Lou!" I cried. He rubbed my back making me wince as he rubbed over the bruise. "Baby. Shhh let's go home. I'll call mum and ask her if she can bring Macey home." I nodded.

I walked upstairs as soon as we got home. Louis was on the phone with Jay asking if she could bring Macey home. I took off my shirt and looked in the mirror. Bright bruises were the first thing you saw. But if you looked closer you see the scars. A big one from when Maisyn was born, but that scar was from something good. The others were all memories of the fucked up childhood I had. I felt warm arms wrap carefully around my waist. I closed my eyes and leaned into the touch. "Mum says she'll bring Macey home in an hour. So that means we have two hours of quietness." He mumbled kissing my neck. "Baby did Sam do this." I nodded. He sighed. "Lou please don't. School is almost over and then he won't matter anymore." He didn't answer instead pulled me in for a kiss. "I'll run you a bath." He smiled pulling away. "Thank you." I smiled gratefully. Louis is everything I've ever wanted. He cares so much. He's always there for me. I don't understand how I got so lucky.

"I love you Louis. So much." I smiled laying in bed next to him. "I love too baby." He smiled kissing my lips. Once he pulled away I felt him attach his lips to the bruises across my face. I just cuddled further into his chest. I felt one thing with Louis that I hadn't felt in years. Safe.