Caught between Lovers

Chapter 9

-Harry's POV

Dusk had just set in when I left Louis's house. I was still a little taken back that he kissed my cheek. I was pretty sure that Luke had gotten him under his finger but I guess I was wrong. The only question now is how do I make sure how to keep him. Once I made it back to my house I noticed that mum and dad were home so I didn't have to face Marcel and Luke by myself cause I knew they'll be pissed as hell to find out about me and Louis. I walked in to see Marcel helping mum set the table for dinner.

"Harry there you are, where have you been?" She asked with a worried look on her face.

"I was just checking o....out the town is a...all." I lied.

"Well you should have call or texted, I was worried sick." She said.

"Your right I'm sorry mum." I said giving her my old big sad eyes.

"It's ok now go wash up." She said as the oven went off.

I went into the bathroom only to get rammed into a wall by none other than Luke.

"We both know you weren't in town, now where were you!?" He asked pushing me harder into the wall.

"I was in the park." I said with what little air I had left.

"Where you with Louis!?" He asked, the pain becoming worse by the minute.

"I'm not telling you." I said as the room started to darken.

"Tell me now!!!!" He shouted.

"Luke! What are you doing to Harry!?" I heard my dad scream and that was the last thing I remembered before losing conciseness.

"Harry are you ok?" I heard my mother ask as I opened my eyes. I was in my bed and I had to catch my breath.

"Yeah, Luke just knocked the wind out of me is all." I said. Speaking of which I didn't see Luke. Mum, dad, and Marcel were there but he was absent.

"Where is he anyway?" I asked sitting up.

"He snuck out while we were getting you in here, but don't worry while deal with him when he gets back." Dad informed me. My parents left the room and it was just me and Marcel.

"I k...know y...you w...were w...with L...Louis." He told me.

"Yeah I was." I confessed.

"Y...you s...should j...just g...give u...up." He advised me.

"I can't do that Marcel." I told him with a serious look.

"W...well d...don't e...expect me t...to p...plan y...your f...funeral." He said leaving.

Whatever Marcel, I'll fight for my love. I thought to myself before lying back down.