Wringer. LS

Chapter 18

CHAPTER 18

It's cute but I just can't top chapter 17. Just like Harry.

Sorry I had to.

Who tops??

LOUIS TOMLINSON 100% I CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE HARRY TOPPING ONCE.

Okay bye bye.

(TRIGGERS: MENTIONS OF CUTTING, AND CHAT ABOUT ABUSE BUT IT'S GOOD CHAT I SWEAR.)

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Harry's POV

I'm traumatised.

Since we kissed, I haven't done anything else except lying on Louis' bed, staring at the ceiling, while listening to Louis' music.

The twins had a party to go to. So Lou's out dropping them off.

It was an hour and 27 minutes ago that we have kissed. Now an hour and 28 minutes. Did that actually happen? I can't believe that happened. I let that happen. I actually kissed someone who I fancied. Twice. And he kissed back? These kinds of things don't happen to people like me...Not even in movies.

Once we were back inside, I was completely and perfectly fine. I was overly happy. Excessively smiling, and skipping around. Then I actually thought about the events that just happened.

I kissed Louis Tomlinson. Kissed, as in lip to lip contact. I'm not sure about him, but I definitely felt something. I was shaking, quivering. I had an adrenaline rush, I felt my face turn hot. My stomach was flipping like a gymnast. I wanted to kiss him more and more but wanted to puke up everything I've ever eaten all at once.

Louis was something. He was the definition of Perfection.

I don't think he was much fazed by it though. He wasn't acting much different. Was he disappointed by me? By the kiss? What if after he kissed me he realised that I wasn't good enough?

"Harry!" I hear Louis call from downstairs. "Come here!"

I sit up for the first time in forever, and go downstairs like Louis asked. He was sitting on the couch, the telly was on. Doctor who I think.

"Come sit with me." He says tapping the spot next to him. I jump on the couch, snuggling next to him. His arm around me, my head against his shoulder. He was stroking my shoulder lightly, which calmed me a little.

Louis was so warm, and it made me feel safe and secure.

"You know, you should tell the police." He says after a few minutes of silence.

"What?" I ask.

"You should tell the police about Robin." He says.

"I don't think so Lou."

"But you have to! I can't imagine you getting hurt Haz!"

"But what if they don't believe me?"

"They have to Harry! It's the police. You have proof too!"

"Yeah but, I'm not so sure. What if Robin covers everything up and they see nothing has happened and then he'll kill me Louis! We were close to our death just you getting into the house. If he finds out that I even told someone else about this.... I just can't risk it Louis!" I cry out holding him.

"Shh, shh, Harry. I could've risked it. I could've risked going to the police earlier. But look what happened because I didn't. Someone died. And I don't want that person to be you Harry!" He rubs my back lightly. "But I at least went to the police and now that monster is put away. And so does Robin!"