Styles Fx

Reliving The Nightmare

ATTN READERS!!!!: I listened to this song as I wrote this. I thought I would not make it through it. I had it on repeat. This gets a bit gruesome. If you can't take reading about hardcore rape and battery, you should not read this chapter. I cried multiple times writing this.

Louis' POV
As I began telling the police what happened, I could feel Harry holding my hand. When I would get overwhelmed, he would give my hand a gentle squeeze to let me know it was ok. I don't think I could have made it this far if it was not for Harry. He is not here in the flesh, but I can feel him. I still can't believe this has happened. I never thought I would see Josh again, let alone be in a relationship with him. I was in love with him. How could I not realize he was one of my childhood bullies? Harry's best friend of the bunch no less. It is amazing what almost 10 years and a bit of surgery can do. I am so upset with myself. It is like I brought all of this on myself. When I finally decide to love again, I fall for the one who helped to kill me. I am trying to keep this out of my mind as I tell the police the events that led to tonight.

"So, you and Mr. Peters have a past," the officer asked me. "Yes, we do. It is as I have just explained. However, I did not realize it was him. I didn't recognize him. He looks nothing like he did in school. I just wish I had known. Maybe I could have saved myself from this." I said to the officer. "Alright, you have told us about everything leading up to tonight, correct?" the officer asked. I nodded my head and felt a strong wave of anxiety hit me as he asked me to tell him what happened that led me to call them. I began to sweat and I could hardly breathe. My hands began to shake and I felt faint. I leaned on the back of the chair for support, hissing when my back touched the fabric. I could feel Harry squeezing my hand and he began to stroke my hair. Tears streamed down my face. I opened my mouth to begin and I was a stuttering mess. The officer asked permission to get me something to drink and I nodded my head. After he brought me a glass of water, I tried to begin again.

"Well, when I arrived home after the last incident at the hospital, I was afraid. Not because Josh had ever been anything but gentle with me, but because I knew how angry he was when he left, or at least I thought I did. When I unlocked the door and came in, I felt a bit overwhelmed suddenly. He was not in the room at the time thankfully. I assumed I would have time to take a breather, but he came in. He came walking towards me kind of fast and he looked like nothing happened and I got really scared. He grabbed me by my shoulders really tight. I asked him to let me go, but he held me tighter. Just as I was about to scream he pulled me into his chest and kissed me. It was like it has always been. No different. He walked me backwards to the bedroom. I was so caught up, I hadn't even realized." I said before stopping to take a deep shaky breath. "Take your time son. Do you need a minute?" the officer asked me. "No," I replied.

I took a sip of my water before I continued. Harry is still stroking my hair. I hope he can sense how much I appreciate him right now. I know this is hard for him as well. I know how he feels about me and seeing what happened while not being able to do anything was a killer to him. I know it was without having to hear him tell me. It was just like high school all over again, except this time, he wanted to help but couldn't. As the officer cleared his throat and looked at me to continue, I snapped out of my thoughts, sat up a bit, and bowed my head before I began. "When we got into the room, he broke the kiss and glanced over his shoulder. When I looked back, there were rose petals and candles all over. I was in awe. It was such a beautiful sight. I was thinking he wasn't," I said sniffling a bit.

"When I turned back around, Josh was staring at me and it felt a bit creepy. Then he slowly began to undress me. I don't understand how he changed so fast, but he abandoned unbuttoning my shirt and slapped me. Then he started asking me things about Harry and slapping me each time until I eventually fell on the floor after about the fourth or fifth slap. Then he began shouting things at me while punching and kicking me. All I could do was curl myself into a ball to try and protect myself as best as I could. I remember he did a really hard kick to my stomach and I grabbed it and he kicked me in the face. I started to feel like I was going to faint. I wish I could have." I said and then stopped for a moment. I didn't know if I could go on. I drank a bit more water. I was full on crying reliving the events that I had to sit here and speak out loud. I just wanted to forget. "It's alright, baby. I am here. Just breathe for me love." I heard a voice say. I knew it was Harry of course. His voice helped to calm me down a bit and he began to stroke my cheek. It was so comforting. I leaned into the touch.