My Teachers Darlin'

Chapter 33

(I'm so sorry, get ready for some shit)

"Get in the car babe". Louis looked at the other boy. With a sigh, he opened the car door and got in. They started to drive.

He looked pale. Blue eyes not shining anymore, dark rings under his eyes from all those sleepless nights. 'Don't cry now, he knows over what you're crying and it'll make it worse'

"Wanna grab some food?" He asked Louis, placing his hand on his thigh. Louis tensed up, breathing faster.

"N-no, I'm not hungry" he stuttered lowly. "Alright". It was silent after that, only the sound of the rain could be heard.

After driving another 5 minutes in silence, they parked in front of the house. Louis got out first, slowly making his way towards the door.

The other boy unlocked it and pushed Louis inside with a loud sigh. "Why are you so down today?" He asked, pressing him against the wall, kicking the door shut.

"I'm not down, I'm not feeling well if you didn't notice!" Louis shouted, quickly shutting up after. He was sure as hell scared of the other boy, how could he not be?"

"Oh babe...don't raise your voice at me" he grabbed Louis' wrist and pulled him to the couch in the living room. "I'm sorry" Louis whispered. "Well, of course I noticed that you're not feeling well today, so I thought I could cheer you up somehow."

Louis leaned away as far as he could, trying to avoid the following scenario but it was too late. Kisses were placed on his neck, throat and shoulders, buttons got undone and Louis got pushed down on the couch.

'I can't do this, no.' He thought to him self. "Stop" he whispered, holding back tears. Louis pushed the boy off of him, still scared.

"Are you sure you want me to stop?" He asked, taking a deep breath. Louis sat up, a single tear making his way down his cheek.

"Stop crying.". It sounded cold. He knew he didn't care anyway. At least, not as much as Harry did. "Stop it! It makes me sick! Get over it already"

"How, Luke?! How can I get over it, please tell me and I'll fucking try!" Louis sobbed. He couldn't do that anymore.

"I can't live like that. Do you like to see me suffer? Do you even notice how much you hurt me? This is not what love is!" He rambled, not daring to look at Luke.

He could literally hear how angry he was, and he was so so scared of what would happen after all this. He slowly lifted his head, nervously playing with the hem of his sweater...well, it was Harrys sweater, but Luke didn't know.

"Louis. Shut your damn mouth and listen to me. You'll get to choose: you'll stay with me and no one is going to get hurt or you'll leave and I'll destroy yours and Harrys life. It's that simple"

Luke was standing and looking down at the smaller boy, who was still sobbing.

Louis got quite, he slowly stood up and looked right into Lukes face. "I'm going to stay with you...but I only do it for the love of my life and not for you, you son of a bitch!" He spat at Luke.

Getting a hard slap in the face, he fell over and hit his head against the coffe table. A tear left his eye as he fell unconscious on the ground.

The End
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