my angel l.s

chapter #19

louis quickly walks out the restaurant, his arms wrapped securely around harry, walking to his car.

harry whimpers as his heads buried into louis' neck, but louis is too furious to even notice.

louis goes to harry's side of the car, unlocking the doors and opening it. he places harry in the seat carefully, before closing the door and going to his own side.

harry buckles his seatbelt as louis gets in, doing the same as harry.

he starts the car, pulling out the parking spot and then starts on his way to harry's.

as louis drives, there's silence. no words exchanged, nothing at all.

louis really wants to say something, but he still can't get over the fact that luke was sexually assaulting harry and harry didn't do anything to stop him.

"why didn't you try to stop him?" louis asked harry, keeping his eyes on the road.

harry can tell louis is a bit mad with him, seeing as whenever louis talks to him in the car, he always takes a quick glance at him.

"because, i was too scared to, louis. he kept touching me and i didn't know what to do. i felt so vulnerable." harry whimpers, shaking his head as he looks at his lap. he bites down on his lip afraid, hands gripping the ends of the leather seat.

"what do you mean?! you could've easily hit him or something! you could've tried, but instead you just sit in the same place. seems like you wanted him touching you."

"i didn't want him to touch me! louis, he was touching.. touching my private parts," he gets quieter at the end of his sentence,"i tried pulling away but he was hurting me, louis. hurting me!"  louis rolls his eyes annoyedly.

"are you sure he was? or are you just exaggerating the situation?" harry starts sobbing, "shut up! shut up, shut up, shut up." harry told him, hands going to his face as he started to rock back and forth.

louis stopped talking, continuing to drive to harry's. as he hears harry cry, he starts rethinking about the whole situation, starting to realize he was all wrong.

he released all his anger from louis on harry, when honestly he should be giving comfort to harry for experiencing such a scary event.

he looked over at harry, the first time he has since he started driving, and sees him still sobbing his heart out while muttering to himself.

"so stupid. let him do that to myself. all my fault."

as soon as louis heard those words, he sighed, going to pull over.

harry continued, and louis' hands went to his seatbelt, unbuckling it. his hands went to his sides, pulling him up and over to his lap.

"w-what, w-what are you doing?" harry sobbed out, his hands still covering his face. louis straightened harry up on his lap, his hand going to his back and his other hand holding his hip.

"baby, i'm sorry. so sorry, so so sorry. didn't mean to say those things. wasn't your fault, never was your fault." louis rubbed his back, "cmon, let me see your beautiful face. your beautiful, gorgeous face."

harry slowly uncovered his face, his eyes red and glossy, cheeks wet.

"princess, i'm so sorry, so sorry." louis started kissing his cheeks, rubbing his back slowly. harry whimpered, and louis sensed he wanted to let out a few more cries.