Chapter 8

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(Here you go guys just like I promised.)

(Louis POV)


I thought everything was alright and normal until Harry screamed. I ran to the door to see Harry with a terrified look on his face and a women that must be his mum standing in the doorstep. I soon panicked.


“What are you doing here?” I asked my tone was beaming in pure disgust. I had really strong hatred towards her and it wasn’t changing especially now that she’s here.

“I came for my son.” She says with an angry tone to her voice.

 

“Your son- Your son! You nearly beat him to death calling him a fucking fag and your calling him your son! Last time I checked he doesn’t deserve you as a mother!” I yelled with rage. The next thing she did was unexpected. She ran into my house, without permission granted, and punched me right in the face. I fell to the ground. The pain was unbearable. With multiple kicks I could hear Harry’s pleads in the background. Things like “No don’t hurt him!” and “Mum, I love him.” Honestly when he said he loved me I was a bit surprised. But I was even more surprised with the current situation I was in.


The way she was hurting me was becoming a bit more serious. She began hitting and kicking my limp body that was laying on the ground until I couldn’t feel no more, the last thing I heard was a growl and a shriek and I became unconscious.

 

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When I woke up, I was in an unfamiliar scene. The walls a painted white, and a curtain covering part of the room. A small telly hanging straight ahead, and beside me were some balloons, and some teddy bears with flowers. Card’s that said “Get well” were lined up on the table. Then, what surprised me the most was that Harry was there. Right there, sleeping in a chair.

 

I tried to get up to wake him but I couldn’t move. My body ached, and there were tubes connected to me. It then occurred to me that I was in a hospital room.  All I remember is Harry’s mum beating the shit out of me and Harry saying he loved me. Wait a second, he loves me. He Loves Me! HE LOVES ME! Holy shit! Yes! He loves me back. I thought we were going to be just friends with benefits but he LOVES ME!!!

 

“Harry.” I manage to get out but my voice is a bit raspy.

 

As if being alert to hearing my voice Harry woke up right away. His eyes lit up as soon as he saw my awake body arched on the bed in an awkward way.

 

“Your- Your alive.” He says eyes wide.

 

“Um..yeah. Last time I checked.” I joked and he began to cry as he made his way over to me giving me a hug.

 

“Oh Lou I missed you so much, you have no idea how much I’ve cried hoping you’d stay alive, and I pleaded and pleaded so you wouldn’t die on me. I love you Louis. I love you.” He says as if he was realizing himself that he truly did love me.

 

“Oh Harry, I love you too.”

 

“Oh yeah, Louis?” Harry asked me.

 

“What?”


“One more thing I forgot to tell you, your dog ears and tail are missing.”

IMPORTANT READ: (For next chapter I need another 6-7 votes. I also wanted to know if you guys want me to do like a Harry's pov chapter of him like waiting in the hospital and crying and like a real emotional chapter for chapter 9? Just a thought. Tell me if you don't want it or want in the little thingie. Bye guys.!

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