Little do they know (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 8

Louis P.O.V

Harry and I went down to a small ice cream shop that was a bit far from school but we didn't mind. He grabbed my hand and brushed his thumb over it gently making me blush slightly at the small gesture.

"So you were saying you were hoping I'd want to start a relationship, so do you want to?" He looked at me hopefully.

"Yeah, I really do." I smiled.

"Then Louis Tomlinson, would you do me the great honor of being your boyfriend?"

"Yes." I giggled.

"Great." He smiled and leaned over the table kissing me gently.

I glanced at my watch seeing that we already missed one class period. "We should head back."

"Yeah." He sighed taking our empty ice cream cups and throwing them out. I grabbed his hand and we walked out to the car. We drove back and ended up there by the end of seventh period and we went to go to eighth which we had with the other boys.

We walked into the room and they pounced onto us. Huh didn't think they'd notice I was gone. "What the hell where have you two been?" Niall asked frantically.

"We ditched and went to go get ice cream." I shrugged.

"And what's with this?" Zayn smirked motioning to our interlocked hands.

"Oh yeah that." Harry blushed furiously. "Um we're kind of dating?"

"Uh yeah we are dating." I nodded.

"Congratulations!" Liam smiled widely patting me on the back. I smiled and nodded as it went silent.

"You two are so cute." Niall blurted.

"You are quite cute." Zayn nodded.

"Thanks." I smiled and looked at Harry fondly as his cheeks were coated with a blush. The bell rang and we all sat down, luckily all of our desks were quite close. We sat through the grueling English class with Harry constantly tapping my foot with his to gain my attention.

Eventually the bell rang and we all headed out of class. "So do you guys want to go to my house?" Liam offered.

"Um I'd love to, but I have to go home." I scratched the back of my neck.

"Are you sure?" Harry asked slightly concerned, though I wasn't quite sure why.

"Yeah I'm sure." I smiled fakely.

"Maybe I could come to your house too." He asked hopefully.

Crap, I wanted to go home and cut. I had been cutting more often since Harry and I's kiss and the addiction had been getting worse. It was to the point that I was scratching my wrist till they drew blood just for some sort of relief.

I thought of a quick lie so he wouldn't come. "No, I don't want to keep you from having fun. I insist that you go."

He bit his lip, "Okay, if you insist."

"I do." I pecked his lips quickly. "Now you guys go on and have a good time."

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow." He waved.

"Bye." I waved back and hurried out to my car. I drove back to my place, rushing into my room and locking the door. I pulled out the all too familiar box from under my floor board and took out the razors.

I drug them across my wrist, sighing from the sweet relief. I watched as the blood seeped out of my skin in a satisfying manner. I kept going until I reached up to my elbows. I grabbed some tissues and quickly cleaning myself.

I grabbed the journal out of the box and began to write.

Dear journal,

Today Harry and I started a Relationship. Yeah I like him and all, but I know eventually he'll get annoyed with me and dump me. It was going to happen eventually, just like everyone else in my life would eventually leave too. I was just a fat, ugly, annoying fag that would never amount to anything.

Another thing is that now I'll have to be more careful so he won't see my cuts. If he finds out about them I'll be sent to a mental asylum for sure. But for now I have him and I can try to be a little bit happy with him.

           Yours sincerely,
    Louis

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A/n: TODAY IS LOUIS' BIRTHDAY. MY BABY HAS TURNED FIVE YEARS OLD CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? Yeah it's Louis' birthday so I decided why not update? Hope you like it xoxo.