Hidden Scars (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 5

Louis woke up after a whole two hours. He rubbed his eyes, not remembering a single thing that happened before he slept. He saw that he was in his room and wondered how he got there when he was just at work. He looked at the clock and gasped at the time. It was around seven in the evening and Louis thought he had over slept and missed work. Boss isn't going to be happy about this, he thought to himself.

He got up and walked lazily out of the room to hear Zayn talking. At first he thought he was on the phone with someone but then he heard another voice. A voice he didn't want to hear at all. He peeked around the wall and saw Zayn with an all too familiar head of chocolate brown curls.

"He'll get over it soon hopefully. Just don't freak him out much." He heard Zayn say.

"I try not too. I don't even do anything and he freaks out. I don't know how am I going clear myself out if he's not giving me any chance."

"He gets insecure quite easily. That's why I am so much protective about him. I don't want him to go back to the way he was before." Zayn's voice was laced with sorrow for Louis and then he heard Harry sigh deeply.

"Listen, he might not remember anything that happened so he probably won't remember you being here. He'll remember in a while though, just give him time."

"Why?" Harry sounded curious.

"It just happens." Zayn shrugged.

Louis was still confused as to why Harry was there in the first place. And why Zayn was telling him all of these things. And why hadn't Zayn woken him up for work as clearly he was wide awake. These questions pulled Louis out and in front of the other two.

"What are you doing here?" Louis asked turning straight to Harry with a stern voice, well at least he tried to do so.

"Louis. How are you feeling?" Zayn tried to turn the conversation but failed.

"What is he doing here?" Louis asked Zayn with the same tone as before. Harry was feeling hurt as Louis clearly hated him too much to not bear his presence in his house.

"Louis, we don't talk like that to our guest." Zayn said sternly.

"He's not my guest-"

"He's my guest then. Don't be so rude."

Louis couldn't believe his ears. Zayn was actually defending Harry, who was sitting uncomfortably, fiddling with his finger and biting his lower lip. And Zayn was doing it in front of Louis.

"I don't understand you at all, mate. First you tell me to stay away from him and be aware of him and tell you if he ever gets near me. And now you're letting him sit in this house and are perfectly fucking okay with it?!" Louis' voice raised till the end. It made both of the others flinch, specially Harry as he thought he was the one Louis hated enough to be enraged like this. He was gutted as ever. Louis would never let him be his friend, let alone like him as something more.

"If he was to do something bad he would've done it by now. He brought you home when you couldn't do it yourself. He tucked you in bed and stayed there till you slept, not to mention that you were the one to tell him to stay. I couldn't leave my shift so when I came home I saw him and you have no idea how relieved I was to know it was him who was with you and not some creepy rapist or something. So technically you should thank him."

"Wait what are you talking about? Why was I allowed to leave my shift when you weren't?"

Zayn sighed and his eyes filled with sorry.

"Louis, you... you got... you got fired today." Zayn whispered and Louis was struck. How the hell?!

"I'm sorry Lou."