Those Nights Spent With You (HYBRID) L.S (being edited)

Chapter 13

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(Harry's POV)

It's been a month and Lou is still pretty depressed. He won't get out of the house, he won't hang out with his friends, he needs me every second. Which in all honesty I'm fine with, but still. I'm worried about him. I don't know if I'll ever be able to nurse him back to health. But I will somehow, I will not give up on Lou. I will never ever give up on him. When you love someone you do anything to help them. Even if it seems impossible. 

I watched Louis sleep peacefully next to me. It was surprising since Louis usually had nightmares. I wasn't surprised about him sleeping though. I was actually surprised that I was up. I mean it was six o'clock in the morning on a Saturday. 

I got a job at a bakery downtown and I work late at night. I make sure that I'm back before Louis goes to bed so I can make sure he doesn't cut. Ever since his mom had told me about that I'm scared to death and I think about it all the time so. 

Louis began to slowly open his eyes and he looked so cute I just had too coo. I love him so much!

"Harry?" Louis says groggily. His tired eyes are slowly beginning to awaken. 

"Yes baby, I'm here." Louis moans.

"Don't you have to go to work early today?" He whines. 

"Yeah baby." I can literally since his pout coming on. 

"Can't you just stay home with me?" I shake my head at his childishness. 

"No, honey. I'll get fired and we won't be able to get food." I say laughing.

"But Haz! You work too much!" I suddenly I feel bad. It wouldn't hurt to call in sick, maybe just for today. 

"I guess I could call in sick love." Louis squealed like a school girl.

"Yay!!!!" He hugged me. I giggled. I pick up the phone from my night stand and dial work. I tell them that I'm sick with a very believable cough going on. Louis thinks it's funny so he laughs, but I cover his mouth to shut him up. When I hang up the phone he's still giggling. 

"Why are you giggling so much?" I ask him. His laugh is so contagious I begin to giggle as well. 

"Because you're acting skills are horrible." He says still trying to block out his laughs. I put a hand over my chest pretending to be somewhat offended.

"At least it was real enough to get me off of work, now isn't that what you wanted?" He shuts up. 

"Yeah, sorry Haz." He apologizes. We stare at each other in awkward silence before breaking into laughter again. We just couldn't resist. I just couldn't resist. He was too cute. 

(Louis POV) 

As me and Harry sit here laughing I can't help but go back to the dream I was having. 

It was dark. I couldn't see a thing. Somebody was hovering over me, their minty breath taking over my whole personal space. At least their breath didn't smell bad, it could've been worse. I felt them rub their hands all over my body, uncomfortably close to my crotch. Why would they even think of raping me, or sexually assault me. I wasn't even worth it. 

"Your body is wonderful Louis." The sly voice of my kidnapper had whispered into my ear sending unwanted shivers down my body. By his voice I realized he was man, in his 30's. I hated the fact that the voice reminded me of somebody, and  I couldn't see who was doing this crazy shit to me. I whimpered, I was completely horrified. 

"You like that, hmm Louis, you enjoy being praised." My fourteen year old body shook in fear as the hands rubbed over and over my body. I tensed when a hand was dropped into my pants. Rubbing my cock uncomfortably. It wasn't getting it hard at all. My body wasn't accepting his comfort, wait no it wasn't even comfort, it was sexual harassment. 

"Oh baby, we can't tell mom about this okay?" I froze. The hands were off of me and for a second I was even more scared than I had ever been. The lights flickered on.

"Dad!?" I yelled surprised. He quickly rushed over to put a hand over my mouth. He flipped me around and ripped off my pants along with my boxers. No matter how much I screamed and pleaded for him to let me go but he wouldn't. He just covered my mouth harder and slapped me until I had to shut up. 

"From now on you call me daddy, slut!" He yelled harshly. Tears came out of my eyes, falling repeatedly. What did I ever do to deserve this? He got his cock out and was ready to put it in my asshole unprepared. I screamed even louder. But he slapped me really hard, leaving a huge bruise on my face and a bloody nose. 

"PLEASE NO!!" I screamed one last time before he-

That's when I woke up. What an awful dream I had. Shivers were sent through my spine. I couldn't bear it. I just. Why would my dad ever do such a thing. I thought he loved me. Then he left me and my mom. What kind of stupid motherfucker is he anyway. Messing with me and mom and my sisters like we're stupid, like we don't have the ability to notice how rude he was being to us. The idiot alcoholic was just too much for us to handle, and when he beat mom senseless I had to call the cops. That's why I tried to save Harry. Because I know what it's like to have an uncaring parent. And if my dad didn't care for me then. Fuck it. I knew how to handle somebody who didn't care, and I that's why I hated her so much! 

"Louis are you okay?" Harry asked. I nodded silently. 

But I wasn't okay. I would never be okay. Because that dream, wasn't a dream. It was a real hell of a memory. 

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