Poor Boy - Complete | L.S

Chapter Twenty-Four

 Louis sat staring aimlessly as the maths equation in front of him. He might be heart broken. However, that was no excuse to fall behind in school. Harry might be a dick, might have made a huge mistake, but Louis would still forever be grateful.

He doesn't know where he and Harry stand.

He doesn't know if they are still going out.

He doesn't know if Harry did just use him.

But if there is one thing he does know. It is that Harry gave Louis and his family a gift so precious, a gift that could never be taken for granted. Education. A chance to make something of themselves. A future.

And Louis would never not work hard in school, Harry had paid for them to attend school, he was going to use the opportunity he had given to him to do well – Harry had used his money to support their family....

He could never hate the man. For even if he did break Louis' heart, Harry's heart was in right place when he gave the Tomlinson-Payne family these life-changing gifts.

A knock on the door interrupted Louis from his thoughts.

"I'll get it!" Louis voiced, before getting off his small, single bed walking to the door.

He took a deep breath in; he was almost hoping it was the curly haired man... but he would never voice his thoughts.

Sadly, the person behind the run down, scratched wooden door, was anyone but Harry.

"LIAM! COME HERE!" Louis yelled, eyes wide as he stared at the lady behind the door.

Their mother. Jay.

The seventeen year old's eyes widened when he saw the women; she didn't look drunk, that doesn't mean she didn't look like shit. In fact, it almost looked like she was struggling because she hadn't consumed drugs or alcohol lately...

Nobody said anything, Liam, Louis just stared at their mother, who returned a feeble smile – Louis had never been happier that the girls were not home.

"You boy's look good..." Jay cooed, head hanging in, shame?

"What are you doing here Jay?" Liam took the initiative, standing up with his head held high.

"Li..." The women begged with her eyes, "I'm your mum..."

Louis pouted softly, eyes welling up with tears... because she was. She was his mum, and she hadn't been there for them.

"A mum doesn't abandon her kids..." Louis whispered, clinging onto Liam.

The women took a deep breath, before sniffling. "I know." She paused before continuing, "I-I haven't been a mum, I left you. I'm off drugs and alcohol, clean for two months now. I realised I put those stupid things first, before my own kids... and I missed you. I want to be a mum again. A proper one."

Liam sent the women a look of scepticism. "We have heard this before... Fool us once shame on you, fool us twice – no. You don't get a second chance." Louis frowned, at his brother's words.

"Please. I love you, boys. I love the girls. I promise you can trust me."

Louis tugged on his brother's shirt, sending him an almost pleading look. It was probably stupid to even to allow Jay a second chance, but Louis felt like he needed a mum in his vulnerable state. He needed the women who used to play with him when he was little, to hold him close and whisper that men are idiots. To tell him she loves him before bed and remind him that it isn't the end of the world.

"Please Liam," Louis begged.

And those blue eyes, nobody could resist those broken blue eyes. So, with a sigh, they opened their door to their mother for the second time, praying she didn't break her promise.

And that night, Louis sobbed in his mum's arms. That night he felt safe. And he trusted her when she said Harry was stupid.

And he fell asleep not hearing her next few words; "don't worry, we will find you a pretty girlfriend."

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