WARNING:
Self Harm
Louis was still trying to get over the fact that Harry liked him the way he did. Its not everyday the nerd gets the got jock. Only in movies and books. Louis didn't know how long their relationship would last, but he will make every minute if it.
Harry walked Louis over to his locker, and waited for the small boy to pack up.
"So Harry," Louis starts, facing Harry. "I... don't want to rush onto things. I've trusted too Many people too easily, and got hurt every time. So... how about we have a date?" Louis asks uneasily. Harry looked at him with a blank expression, and his face lit up.
"A date with you sounds perfect." Harry says softly. Louis smiled as well, and a thought hit him.
"Ooh! Can we go to the fall fair? Please? My mum used to take me EVERY year, please Haz? " Louis was jumping up and down.
Harry laughed, and put his hands on the boys shoulders to still him.
He pulled Louis into his chest, kissing the top of his hair. He learned over time that Louis did not like when his waist or stomach being touched, so he is careful not to make the lad uncomfortable.
Harry leans his head down, and rests his forehead against Louis. They close their eyes, and savour the moment in each others arms.
They instantly pulled away when they heard someone clearing their voice.
"Eh, what is this?" Zayn motions to the lads, confused out of his right mind.
Louis flushes, so Harry speaks instead.
"Well, Louis and I are going to uh, try dating." Harry says, pulling Louis body into his.
Zayn looks at the gesture, and plasters on a fake smile.
"I am very happy for you two," He says sarcastically, Louis caught, Harry did not.
Harry thanks him, kisses Louis, and mentions he needs to leave for a doctor's appointment.
When they both knew Harry was gone, Zayn had Louis pinned against the lockers.
"You fucked up now, boy" Zayn growled, balling his fists up.
"Give it a week til he realizes he is not a fag and dumps your fucking sorry ass, " Zayn was practically yelling now.
"You better watch yourself, we don't want Harry to know your secret, do we?" Zayn said.
Then, Zayn punched Louis ribs, then kicks his stomach once he's fallen.
"You better expect, ,more of those since you fucked up" And then he was gone.
**
When Louis got home, he didn't say hi to his mother. He ran upstairs and cries into his pillow. Normally Zayns words won't affect him this bad, but what if Harry does dump him? Harry is the best thing that happened to him in a while, and they only started dated.
He stands from his bed, and goes into his bathroom.
He looks into the mirror, and looks down at his clothed arm. He feels the itch, but he knows he shouldn't.
He rolls his sleeve up to see scars.
"When did it get this bad..." he mutters to himself.
He grabs a razor that he hid, and held the silver scrap of metal between his pointer finger and thumb.
He puts it up to the old scars, grips the razor, and glides the cool metal against his skin. Blood begins to crawl out, and escape down his arm. He repeats thus until he has 10 New scars to his collection.
