Mental || Larry Stylinson AU

Chapter Four

I whimper as I fall to the floor in a thud and a sick laugh leaves Zayn's mouth. I curl up into a ball, shaking and holding my stomach as he continues to kick me in places that shouldn't be kicked. His friend Josh scurried away when I started to bleed. I guess he didn't want that much, but Zayn wanted way more.

I start couching when he kicked my throat and then he ran, leaving me here to suffer till I can move. I attempt to sit up at least but it hurts to much. I take quick breaths as I feel my throat close up a bit. I let all the tears fall and I feel my stomach tighten and my whole body tremble in pain. I manage to stay quiet so no one can see me this way, only small, quiet cries leaving my lips. 

"So then I was like, no- Oh my gosh! are you okay?" I hear a girls voice scream as I hear foot steps run towards me, I don't move or say a word, just the noise of me gasping for air here and there, "We should take him to the nurse," I hear another voice say, coming closer. I would move away from them, but it hurts to much.

"Why? so she could just give him a few band-aids and an ice pack?" I could hear the eye roll in ones voice.

"N-no. Ju-just leave me h-here," I manage out and whimper leaves my mouth when one of the girls wipe away some blood from my face.

"No! I would never just leave a person." She says and mutters out a, "C'mon, help me." to the other person as they both lift me up. I let out a sharp breath in pain and they touch me. They somewhat drag me out from behind the school, making sure they aren't hurting me every 15 seconds.

It wouldn't matter, I'd be in the same pain. The floor was way more conferrable anyways. 

"Gemma, why are you carrying a-" I hear another voice. I can't really make out if I know these people or not, my head is pounding from the in-packs.

"Louis..." I hear a somewhat familiar voice as the 3rd person walks closer. I just whine and attempt to move from these people but I can't. I have no idea who these people are. They could be serial killers for all I know. 

"Harry, he's bleeding everywhere and he's already forming bruises, we need to take him somewhere before it gets worse or something." I hear a girl shriek. Oh... Harry.

He always seems to show up at times I don't want anyone to.

"J-just leave me," I I take a breath, "here." I finish and let my knees give out only to have larger hands grab my wait. I whine louder in pain as he does. 

"I'm so sorry, I just didn't want you to fall," he whispers in my ear and the next thing I know, I'm sitting on a bench and they are all cleaning me up. I don't fucking want this. How many times do I have to tell them to leave me alone? I like being alone. I can suffer easily.

"Don't," I squeeze my eye's shut and pull my arms back as one of the girls gram for my wrist. No need for someone to see my cuts. She furrows her eyebrows and part her lips, eyeing my arms. I look at her with an emotionless face. 

"There's nothing on my arms," I say and she quickly nods before walking away with Gemma, Harry's sister I came to find out. He sighs as he sits down next to me and looking at me, "So... what happened?" He ask, keeping his distance.

"I fell." I use to classic, which is stupid because falling would not do that much damage. In less you fall down a cliff... then you die. Which I wish I did at this moment.

He scoffs, "Yeah, right. Don't fib with me, Louis. Like i said yesterday, you can trust me." he smiles a honest smile and I take a deep, slow breath, still in a quiet a lot of pain. I look down and play with my fingers slightly before answering, "Zayn..." I bite my lip and shake my head slightly to myself, thinking about how I just told someone something I promised to myself that would never leave my lips inless it was being written to paper. More specific, a suicide note.

He sighs, "I knew they wern't just messing with you," He says half to himself and stands up and runs a hand through his mess of curls. I stay silently and shift around slightly.

"I'm going to go home," I say and stand up slowly, forcing my whines and whimpers in, he doesn't need to know me as weak. He already hinks I am, of course, he hasn't said it but I can tell he thinks it, I mean, would a weak person always be running from Zayn Malik? No. Would a weak person need help to clean up after getting beat up? No.

I'm weak.

Harry shakes his head no immediately, "Oh, no you don't. You can't walk home like that." 

"And why not? I've done it before," I attempt to smile at him but it comes out like me doing an up-down lip dance. I watch his as he looks at my lip and then looks down, like he's mentally noting something.

"Because I don't want you to put yourself in more pain," he says. I can't help but let out a sick laugh, only if he knew.

"What's funny?" He crosses his arms, looking back up at me.

"Harry, if only you knew." I say and slowly walk away, putting on my jacket.

"If only I knew what?" he stops me and narrows his eyes down at me, his face is clear that he has pity for me. It makes me sick to be honest. No one likes pity, so why does everyone give it? I shake my head, keeping my mouth shut.

"Tell me," he practically whines. I sigh and look down, thinking of what she told me. She always told me that if someone's giving effort to come into your life, to slowly let them in, that it's normal to be scared at first. I squeeze my eyes shut and look up at him.

"Okay, wanna make a deal?" I open my eyes, my voice quiet. He nods slowly, "well, depends on the deal..." his voice is low.

I bite my lip, "I have lots of secrets, and lots of things I hide from people that would normally be in plain sight, but... I was always told that if someone's putting an effort to somewhat be in your life, to slowly let them in," I pause to take a deep breath, which hurt my cheast but I push all pain away.

"If you prove to me that I can trust you, and that you're not like everyone else, I'll tell you those things." I finally let the words leave my lips after moments of silence. He nods slowly, a smile forming on his face.

"Deal."

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