New student

Chapter 9

Im so sorry i have not updated in a while! i keep getting distracted! :/

But here is Chapter 9

Louis POV

right after Ed left the bathroom.

"Harry?" Louis whispered. There was no response. The curly haired boy was still on the tile floor. His arms were tossed at odd angles beside him and his face was pressed against the ground. The white tile had spats of bold crimson red blood scattered around Harry's face. Louis let out a small whimper. This was all his fault. He pulled Harry into this. He was the one who brought on the brutal beating for the boy. Louis placed his fingers over his quivering mouth.

"HARRY?" he cried. He just wanted the boy to move, wether it was his whole body or just one finger, he just wanted to know if he was okay and he could heard Louis. The boy did not answer. His body laid there in the cold silence of the bathroom. Louis let his hand drop. He crawled over to the helpless boy and stared at , what seemed to be, his lifeless body. 'No..he can't be.'  Louis carefully slid a curl from Harry's soft, but bruised face. A tear dripped off Louis's face and onto the beaten boy's. The tear landed under Harry's eye, then it rolled down his cheek. It was as if they were both crying, together. "Oh god..." Louis breathed as he noticed the blood trickling from Harry's nose, and onto the flooring underneath him. "That bastard.." Louis eyes filled with more tears. The tears were a mixture of anger and frustration, and they were also packed with sorrow, pity, and regret. "I am so sorry." he cried silently.

Harry continued to lay there as more tears ran down the blue eyed boy's face. This was not how things were suppose to happen. Harry was not suppose to get involved. Ed always did this. As soon as something promising or bright walks into his life, Ed snatched it from Louis's grip. Ed did not know about the out falling that had occurred earlier that day when Louis had basically rejected Harry's offer for coffee, so for all he knew, Harry was Louis' lovey-dovey boyfriend, therefore, the green eyed boy had to be crushed right in front of Louis's eyes. Ed took Louis happiness for his own, leaving Louis helpless. Ed's random violent outburst against Louis began freshman year, the year Louis chose to come out about his sexuality. Anything Ed could do to get Louis to cower, he would proceed to do it. Everyday, Louis would go home with a new bruise to hide for his mom.

Louis paused at the thought of his mom and how her bright smile would disintegrate if she knew about Ed. She was so protective over Louis ever since his dad walked out on them.  She kept Louis under her wing where Louis could not see the world's cold and destructive nature. If she knew about Ed...she would drag Louis away from the few people that kept Louis hanging through all this. Louis would be torn from Niall, from Liam and Zayn, he would be torn from Lauren. Now, he was being torn from Harry.

Louis gently grabbed Harry's shoulder and he pushed the silent boy onto his back, so Louis could get a better look at the boy, to see if there was any other visible injuries. Harry's body slapped the floor when Louis turned him over, but there was no reaction to any pain. There was just a loud thunk, then the silence took over the room. That deadly silence Louis loathed. Louis began to sing under his breath to kill the silence. He sang the song his mother would hum to him when there was a lightning storm, and Louis was hiding under his covers, or when he had fallen off his bike and scraped his knee, or when one of his friends was moving away...

"I-isn't she lovely?" He whimpered softly. Louis did not know when Harry would wake up. Louis had never been beaten like that. He was always able to get up and walk away from the beatings. Louis stared at Harry, he truly was just as desperate for a friend as Louis was his first days of school. He brushed another lock of curly hair from the boy's face. "Isn't she w-wonderf-ful? I-isn't she precious? Less than one min-"

'-ute old." someone finished the lyric for Louis. Louis' eyes locked on Harry.

"Harry?" He whispered. Louis expected Harry  to say nothing, to continue to lay there and let the silence and stillness consume him, but at his eyes began to twitch.

"Harry!?" Louis called out. Louis' eyes connected once again with his striking green orbs.

"L-Louis?" Harry's raspy sounding voice choked out through his pale lips.

"Harry! You're back!" Louis realized he was implying that he thought Harry..died.."I mean...I knew you weren't" Louis did not know how to put it. "I knew you didn't..but you just laid there and did not say anything so..." Louis was not very good at explaining things "I don't know."

"Were you crying?" He choked out again. His voice sounded so weak..

"What?" Louis reached up to his face and realized how wet his cheeks were, so he did what any guy would do, try to cover up the fact he was crying. "No..Ed his me the face really hard..i guess my body is just trying to recover or something...and...I wasn't crying."

"But you were singing" he pointed out. All Louis could do at that moment was look at those piercing green eyes. The kid could hear me the whole time??  All Louis really cared about was Harry being okay. He let out a large breath of relief. He was okay.

"Let's get you cleaned up, yea?"

"I don't wanna move.." Harry whined almost like a school girl. It made Louis grin, if he was okay enough to put that much effort into a whine, he was strong enough to recover on his own.

"I know," Louis a let out a small laugh by accident. He tried to make it sound like a cough before he continued. "Trust me i do.." Louis thought back to all his beating from Ed...how painful it was. The wounds were painful enough, but what was even more painful was he had to face it alone. His friend knew Ed gave him problems, but they did not know he got his ass kicked to the point where it was painful to breath, so he could not be with he friends. And he most definitely could not tell him mom...He did not want her to worry. She had enough to worry about. Louis dealt with all the pain and torment alone. He looked at Harry, he was smiling at Louis. He was not smiling with his mouth, but with his eyes. He looked like he was happy to be with him, how could Louis leave him now? "You can come home with me... if you like."

Immediately Harry furrowed his eyebrows. Was that too forward?

"What?" He asked, trying his best to tilt his head up to look at Louis.

"Only if you want!" Louis blurted out. "It's mostly just to make sure you are okay...I know when Ed gave me beatings like that,  I wanted someone with me." Louis' eyes kept getting distracted by the blood on Harry's face. "Plus, there is no telling what some side effects might be...i just want to be sure you are okay." Louis really did want to help Harry like Harry helped him by trying to stand up for him. Harry had only known him for a few minutes, but that did not stop Harry...wait was that what was Ed was talking about when he was hurting Harry--

"I don't want to be any trouble." Harry mumbled. Louis could hardly hear him, for his voice was so weak. "Really, i can take care of myself."

Louis scooted closer to Harry. "Don't be ridiculous," Louis really did not want to leave Harry. "Allow me." Louis put his hand in the curly haired boy's and he used his other hand to grab his shoulder. "Please, let me take care of you, Harry." He begged as he helped his new friend off the tile floor.