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Therese Cox's POV
Despite Liam hurting me just minutes ago, I helped him stand up to his feet. His arm was around my shoulder with Niall assisting us behind. I came to learn his who this blonde boy may be when Liam mumbled his name and asked for help.
Louis was following behind us like a lost puppy, following it's owner. He looked obviously upset, he was staring down at his feet while brushing his thumb over his bloody knuckles. We soon reached the nurses office, Niall walked ahead of us to open the door and quickly went back to us to assist Liam in walking again.
The nurse gasps at the sight of Liam, she quickly stood up from her chair and walked over to us, she motioned us to let Liam sit on the bed.
She brought out a first aid kit and quickly aided Liam. I felt bad for him seeing him half conscious trying his best to sit up straight for the nurse to aid him.
I looked at Louis still staring at his feet, his knee bouncing up and down.
"Sit down, I'll take care of your knuckles." I say. He sits down quietly on the bed just across Liam's.
I wet the towel with warm water before placing it on his knuckles. I watch him flinch and I immediately apologized. I wrap an elastic bandage around his hand. He look satisfied with his hand looking much better than it was minutes ago yet he still remained silent.
"What's wrong?" I ask. My hands were on top of his lap whilst I was kneeling down in front of him.
His gloomy dark gray eyes met mine, shaking his head left and right.
"Tell me." His cheeks were on my hands to force him to look at me.
"I saw your bruise on your stomach." He pauses. "And it's my fault." He avoids eye contact.
"Hey." I force him to look at me again. "This is not your fault." My thumb caresses his cheek.
He nods before leaving a kiss on my forehead.
"Sorry." He helps me stand. "Lay down." He instructs.
He got an ice pack and lifted up my shirt to place it on my bruise.
The school bell rang, signaling Louis, Liam, Niall and I are late for class. Niall was standing in front of Liam who was still sitting on the bed with an ice pack on his jaw. I looked back at Louis again.
How could an angel possibly hurt someone else this way?
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I'm spending my friday night curled up into a ball in bed with Louis sitting beside me. I was feeling sick, my head felt like it weighs a hundred pounds, and I felt like my neck would snap any moment. Luckily the nurse let both of us go home early, just after a few subjects and Louis forced me go home early because I felt sick.
"What did he do before I went in?" Louis stood up walking around my room.
"Handkerchief." Was all I managed to say, my head was killing me and my brain wasn't functioning well.
"You fucking inhaled it?" He paces back and forth in my room.
"Yes,"
"And why the fuck would you do that?" He shouts, Tears started to flow down my cheeks, yet I quickly wiped it away.
"They said they'll kill you." I say in between sobs. Louis approaches me to hug yet I avoided it.
I felt food rising up my throat, I run past Louis and into the bathroom to release all the contents in my stomach to the toilet. I felt a warm hand on my back rubbing up and down, making me feel slightly better.
He helps me stand up and assisted me to stand in front of the sink. I gurgled mouthwash and spat it out.
I groan to myself, my head's spinning.
"Get some rest." Louis commands, carrying me bridal style. I dig my face further on his neck until I felt I was laid down on something soft.
He sits on the chair in front of me, I was shaking from how cold the room was.
"Cold." I mumbled.
He quickly stood up and placed the duvets over me, before he could sit down on the chair again i stopped him.
"Lay with me?" I open one of my eye to look at him.
A smile crosses his face as he lays down beside me. He pulls me closer to him until his chest collided with my back, his arms wrapped around me just below my chest.
Louis could protect himself, and I knew that. He was capable of pinning Liam down earlier and I'm sure he could do it to anyone.
His fists could throw powerful punches, his fingertips are rough yet gentle against my skin. I crave for Louis' touch, I felt a cold empty hole inside of me without him.
Even though it's been a minute that he has left me, I needed to feel I was close to him. I miss him.
The sound of his voice makes me smile. The way he laughs was the only source of energy I find. There may be times I'm afraid of what he was capable of, someday he might be blinded by anger and unleash his true strength.
His arms are wrapped around me, his arms give me warmth. His presence itself gives me warmth to my chest.
I'm safe in his arms.
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I wake up to see the bed empty and the sunlight shining on me. I mentally groan to myself and shut my eyes tighter.
I'm feeling much better than yesterday. I went down the stairs and checked if my mom was here, I noticed a note on the kitchen counter, I walk towards it and started reading it.
* Thea,
I'll be back in a hour, your lunch is ready. Louis left a few hours ago i'm not sure whereto.
-mom *
I sigh walking up back to my room. I sink into bed.
I'm used to being alone anyway. I roll down my sleeves to see my slightly healed cuts from before, I wonder how Louis hasn't even noticed it. I knew the bruise he gave me this morning was an accident and he was already upset. What happens if I told him he was the reason for these cuts?
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A/N
So I was working on this chapter around 3 in the morning, and accidentally fell asleep xx sorry
Sorry it's short huhu :(
AND FINALLY LIAM AND NIALL ARE FINALLY PART OF THE FANFIC!
-Aina :)
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