Chapter 17

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I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in like 3 months but first I got writers block then it was vacation and I was busy the whole week and then I got sick and yeah I'm sorry again to the like 80 people who read this : /

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Louis' POV:

           It had been about a week since the blade incident. Harry seemed ok but the hate just kept on getting worse. For me I only got a few rude comments like 'you're disgusting' or like 'what a fag'. But for Harry it was ten times worse. He has even gotten death threats and we told the boys and they said we should contact the police or do something and we did but the police couldn't do anything because it wasn't physical. But words still hurt and to be honest I'm kind of surprised Harry hasn't tried to look for the blade that I hid. It is currently in my sock drawer in one of my socks. I always check to make sure that it is in there but recently I stopped because Harry has seemed normal and happy.

"Harry are you ready to go?" I call down the hallway.

"Yeah just one sec." Harry yells back.

Me and Harry were going for a stroll today to get some fresh air and hopefully leave reality.Harry then comes running down in a cute blue jumper with his usual skinny jeans and brown boots.

"You look adorable." I tell him.

He blushes.

"Shut up, I'm manly as hell." He says making a pouty face, only adding to his cuteness.

"Oh yeah your dimples and cute booty really make you oh so manly."

"At least I don't have a girl butt..." Harry mumbles.

"Excuse me?!" I say my sass showing through.

"Nothing, nothing." He says smiling like a fool.

"Yeah alright lets just go, you ready?" I ask him.

"Yep lets go."

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We have been walking for about an hour now holding hands the whole time. Some people stare and it doesn't bother me but I can tell Harry feels insecure and wants to let go of my hand. But, I just hold on tighter and give him a kiss telling him that they don't matter and it is just us right now. We walk through the park for a little bit and Harry insists on having me push him on the swing. And before I can even answer he is already on the swing waiting not so patiently.

"Lou, hurry up!" Harry screams as I walk over slowly.

"Hold your horses I'm coming." I tell him smiling.

Harry bounces up and down while I take off my coat. I kiss him on the cheek and tickle his ribs as I come up behind him.

"Ahh Lou stop it!" He says in between laughter.

"Alright, alright." I say giving him one more kiss which makes him smile.

I begin to push him and he giggles like a school girl.

"Higher, higher." He says while laughing.

I give him one big push and he almost falls out of his seat. But, he catches himself and I watch him bring his feet out then back in to keep up his momentum.

"Oh yeah Harry you're really manly as hell." I say smirking.

He drags his feet on the ground to stop himself and walks over to me.

"I'm glad you finally realized that." He says then walks past me.

I follow him and grab his hand.

"Oooooo Louis can we get candy floss pleeeeeaaaase." Harry whines while pointing to the cart.

"Fine." I say pulling out my wallet and handing him the money.

He runs over and asks for a blue one. When he runs back he already has a big mouthful and his tongue is blue.

"Harry you're so silly." I say grabbing some for myself, getting an evil glare from Harry.

"What do y-"

"Hey look it's those faggots from One Direction."

I turn around and see some stranger with two other people who are snickering.

"What's the matter cat got your tongue faggot." The stranger says.

"What right do you have calling us that." I yell at him causing a few people to look at us.

"I have every right, it's not my fault you decided to be a gay faggot." He says his friends laughing.

"We didn't decide to be gay we were born this way." I say standing upright.

"Yeah sure, why don't you both just kill yourselves it would do the world a favor."

I stare at him my mouth wide open in shock.

"Hey look the fairy is speechless."  One of the strangers friends say.

I'm just about to go over there and punch their smirks right off there face until a police man comes up to us.

"What seems to be the problem here."

"These people are calling me and my boyfriend faggots and gave us death threats." I say pointing to the men.

"Well can you blame them." The officer says.

I stare at him shocked.

"Maybe if you decided not to be gay then they wouldn't torment you." The officer exclaims.

I almost punch the officer in the face but stop myself and grab Harry's hand.

"Come Harry lets go." I say.

As I'm walking I hear sniffling and I look to my side and see Harry crying.

"Oh my God, Harry what's wrong?!" I yell

"Why do people hate us? Why do they think we choose to be gay?!" He cries.

I hug him tightly.

"I don't know, I don't know." I tell him truthfully.

"Lets just go home." He says between sniffles.

"Ok."

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When we get home we don't eat dinner and we just sit on the couch snuggling. I try to calm Harry down but he just keeps crying into my chest asking 'Why us?' and I tell him 'I don't know'. Harry falls asleep on my chest and take him upstairs into our room and we go to sleep.

Harry's POV:

Louis brings me upstairs and puts me in bed thinking I'm asleep but I'm more awake than ever. After about an hour of making sure Louis is asleep I get up and start to search. I look through our closet, through our clothes then I look through the drawers. I'm just about to give up but then I look through Louis' sock drawer and feel the socks. Then I feel that one of the socks has a hard spot. I put my hand in and find the razor blade. I quickly run to the bathroom and close the door quietly. I slide down  the door and look at the razor blade in my hand. I lift up my shirt and pull down my pants. I didn't want to do it on my wrist because Louis would see. I slice the skin five times and watch the blood, the hate, the words, the abuse drip out of the wound. I sigh feeling relieved and so much better.

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Again sorry I didn't update in like forever and writing this chapter was so hard because my cat decided it was a good idea to sit on my laptop. Well anyway don't forget to vote and comment on what you think of the story.

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