I'm THEIR son!? (Book 1) | Larry Stylinson

Chapter 2

Liam's POV

Hit kids!? What kind of person would ever hit a kid like Larry! He's such a sweet kid. He might be a little mature for his age, but still. He's perfectly fine! I don't think he understands how Harry and Louis are his dads. I rather not explain that to him right now.

We get to the doctor's office. His wrist is turning purple. God, she must of really pulled his wrist hard. The doctor lets us into a patient room. He keeps eyeing us. He must know that we're in One Direction. The nurses sure know. They keep flirting with us. I don't flirt back, neither does Louis. We have girlfriends. Zayn, Harry, and Niall don't. They don't' really flirt back.

"So please explain to me how this happened?" he asks.

"Well," I get cut off by Larry.

"I was pulling on a rope trying to get it out, but it was under a lot of heavy things. I pulled too hard and my wrist popped. I didn't tell them 'til now," Larry blurts.

Larry's eyes are full of fear. He keeps looking at everyone. His eyes are bolting everywhere.

"I see, well, Larry, you should of told your...brothers earlier," the doctor says eyeing us.

"He's not our brother. He's Harry's brother. We're Harry's best mates." Louis replies.

"I see, well, can you step out of the room for a moment," the doctor tells us.

We all nod and walk out. I'm nervous. I know Larry is just a little kid, but I'm worried about him. There's no telling what kind of emotional and physical abuse happened to him.

"Guys, I saw some bad bruises on Larry's arms." Niall admits.

"What? Really?!" Louis shouts a little loud.

"Yeah. They're really bad. You don't think the care home did that?" Niall asks.

He looks like he's about to cry.

"Don't worry about it. He's gone from there now," I say putting my arm around him.

We wait a few minutes and the doctor finally comes out.

"Boys, I think you should see this," the doctor says.

We all give him a confused look. We walk in and Larry has his shirt off. The scene is gruesome. There's bruises all around his body. His ribs are showing. Scars all around his body. His arms are the same. I try to look away, but I can't. I look at Louis and Harry. Their faces are shocked. Tears are rolling down his face.

"Care to explain?" the doctor ask.

We all look at Larry. He's shaking his head hysterically. Tears are streaming down his face. There's so much fear in his eyes. We don't really know how this happened.

"We don't know. We swear. He just came today from a private school. We don't know what the name is though," Zayn lies.

"I see well, they did some damaged. Looks like we're going to need to get some x-rays. It'll only take a few minutes. Who knows what the damage could have been if he was there any longer. A nurse will be in here shortly to take him for an x-ray," the doctor leaves the room.

We're all worried about him. Larry lays back but then cringes at the pain on his back. I sigh and sit down. Louis and Harry look like they're ready to kill. There's a knock at the door. A nurse comes and takes Larry out the room.

Harry's POV

Why did we ever give him up? Why did we ever let him go to that terrible place. We're lying for him right now so we don't in a bad situation. My mum texted me back. She said she will be fine with it. All we have to do is lie. Yeah. Lie. We all know lying isn't ever the answer, but right now it's our only choice.