All over again (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 28

(Harry's P.O.V.)

  So much happened after I ended the phone call with my mum. I couldn't handle anything that was going on so I went back to cutting.  That was the only choice I had left. It's not like Louis remembered that I cut. In fact, he hadn't remembered anything!

  Not even my own birthday! I didn't know what to do with myself. I just gave up. What's the point in trying if he is never going to remember anything that had happened between us. I didn't really want to cut but what else did I have left? I cried and cried but it was no use. I got a razor blade out and began cutting. It had been a long time since I've cut so it burned a bit.

  I began to do the other arm. I was making my way up from my wrist when suddenly Louis walked in. "Harry! How could you! I thought I told you to stop!" he yelled with tears forming in his eyes. "Y-you remembered?" I said with tears now running down my face. "Of course I remembered! I tried so hard to remember for you! I did! I truly did!" he responded. He ran over to me, got a towel and wiped my arms. He then pressed it against the cuts and ran to get alcohol.

  He then came back with alcohol in his hands. I have always hated alcohol so much. He then began to apply it on the fresh cuts and I began to scream and flinch because it burned."Shh it's going to be alright" he said as he kissed me on my forehead. "I always knew you would remember" I softly said.

  "I always knew.."

  He smiled and kissed my forehead once again. "I don't think I would be able to live without you" he said. "Now, to test your knowledge, I'm going to ask you a few questions" I said. "Okay, bring it! I'm ready" he replied. "Question number one, where did we meet?" I began.

  "Easy, we met in our dorm at college" he answered.

  "Good, question number two, What is coming up?" I nervously asked. I was hoping he got this one right.

  "Your birthday!" he exclaimed.

  "That's all I need to know!" I said as I gave him a big hug.

  "Ouch!" my cuts began to burn very badly. Louis saw that I was in pain so he went to get some cream to put on them. He always made everything better, no matter what. He then came back with cream in his hands. He opened up the little tube and squeezed some cream out.

  He then began to apply some cream on one arm. Once he was done, he moved on to the other arm. "There, all better now" he said as he smiled.

  I couldn't help but smile as he tried to "heal" me. Once he put the cream away, we decided to lay in bed. I took off my shirt and threw it on the ground. "We just moved in and your already making a mess" he said as we both laughed.

  He eyed my body up and down, then smiled. I could feel my cheeks begin to heat. He also noticed that and giggled. We both layed in bed and just held each other. Louis began to trace over my tattoos and it felt so heart warming. I then began to kiss Louis.

  "Thank you for remembering" I said with every kiss. Louis began to take off his shirt within seconds. I licked my lips and began to kiss his neck leaving a few lovebites. I then began to make my way down his chest, then torso. I reached his pants and slid them off. Louis back began to arch while I kissed lower and lower. I slowly began to take off his boxers. My eyes widened when I saw his length. Before I knew it, I took in his length. My head bobbed up and down as Louis slowly let out moans. "H-harry.." he moaned.

  I took that as a sign to go faster, so I did. I lifted up my head and saw the beads of sweat forming on his temples. As I was ready to go back, I heard a loud banging on the door.

  *boom boom boom*

  Both Louis and I looked at eachother with confusion.

  CRAAACCKKKK!!!

  The door breaks open. Louis and I rush to put our clothes on and prepare ourselves for what is to come. Every door begins to slam open. Then our door slams open.

  An angry man looks at both Louis and I then angrily walks towards us. He grabs me by the neck and drags me out of the bedroom. "Let me fucking go!" I would repeat.

  Seconds later, they drag out Louis by his neck and throw him against the floor. I hear a soft whimper escape him and my heart breaks into one million pieces. A very strong man holds my face to point towards Louis.  "Do want to know what we do to faggots like you to when we tell you to stop dating?!" he spat.

  Great. Management.

  At that moment, another man punched Louis in the stomach, Louis winced in pain and I was forced to watch him get beat. Both men laughed as I just cried because I had to watch my angel get his feathers pulled until he could no longer fly. Do something Styles. My self conscious would say to me. He was right. I have to fight for both Louis and I.

  The man punched Louis in the face and I lost my temper. I grabbed the man's arm, bent it back, and kicked him in the balls. I angrily walked up to the man who beat Louis and punched him in the stomach. I ran back to the other man and started pounding his face. Once I knew I left my mark on him that he would never forget, I went back to the other guy and just began beating him.

  "No one. I mean no one ever touches Louis." I spat in his face as I continued to punch him. Although I was punching him very rough, he still managed to get up and punch me in my face. Now it was him who was punching me nonstop.

  "Harry!!"

  Louis screams echoed throughout the flat. I couldn't stand seeing Louis hurt, so I turned around and punched the man. I went up to Louis asking if he was okay. If anything happened to Louis,  my whole world would fall apart.

  "Shhh everything is going to be okay" I said as I kissed Louis on his forehead. "Harry watch out!!"

  Before I could fully turn around, it was too late. Blood began coming out of my head and there was broken glass everywhere. Before I totally blacked out, I slowly watched the two beat up men drag Louis away while he was screaming my name and tears were rushing down his innocent little face.

  "Louis..." I said before blacking out completely.