The Devil In His Eyes {UNDER EDITING}

Fifteen

Louis has such a massive heart and what he did with Richard was incredibly thoughtful. Louis is so under appreciated (in my opinion) he literally deserves the world and more.
Richards voice when he started singing was breathtaking.
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Louis POV

"Go to bed, I don't want to see you till tomorrow"

I scramble up off the floor and run upstairs, fresh tears flow down my cheeks. As I reach the bedroom door, I can hear Harry downstairs swearing and a few crashes. I run in and slam the door shut behind me I slide down the door and bring my knees to my chest, hugging them. I cry silently against them.

I'm honestly scared of him. I'm scared to talk to him, to touch him to do anything to him. I don't know How he would react. He blows up at the simplest touch or word. He could kill me.

One moment he is sweet, caring and loving, next moment he is screaming in my face.

I must have dozed off because I wake up to someone laying me in the bed. That someone was Harry. I open my eyes and look at him through clouded vision, so i blink to get rid of it.

"Hey" His hot breath hits my face causing me to turn my head and look out the window. "Listen, im sorry, okay? I was just-"

"I dont want to hear it."

"Do not interrupt me again or i swear to god ill-"

"You'll want Harry? You'll punish me!? Thats your solution to everything! I cant even speak my mind without getting yelled or hit by you!" I scream, surprising my self and him but he quickly covers it with anger.

"Yes, ill punish you."

"Of course." I sassily reply, turning over to my side so i dont have to look at him.

"Like I was saying before I was kindly interrupted," I internally groan when he rolls me back over" I'm sorry. That vision Jasmine had got to me, okay?"

"I don't care how sorry you are, Harry. It doesn't change the fact that I'm scared of you."

Harry looks taken aback from this as he sits back a little. "You're scared of me?"

I almost pull him close to me and kiss him but I force my self to stand my ground.

"Yes Harry. I'm scared to talk to you, to touch you. I'm scared to even look at you. I'm scared that I'll do the wrong move and you will hurt me so bad that it kills me. I would love to hate you, but I hate that I love you."

There was a long pregnant pause before Harry reacts to what i said. He doesn't say anything he just stands and leaves the room without a word and i cant help the sob that escapes my lips. I fucked up, i just know it. 

I roll back over onto my side and pull the cover up to my chin and cry silently into the darkness of the room until i fall asleep again. 

Harry's POV

"Yes Harry. I'm scared to talk to you, to touch you. I'm scared to even look at you. I'm scared that I'll do the wrong move and you will hurt me so bad that it kills me. I would love to hate you, but I hate that I love you"

My only response was to stare at him.I didn't know what to say. I wanted to say he had every right to be scared of me. Hell, if the roles were switched, i'd be scared of him. I don't intend to scare him, its not my plan. My dominance gets the best of me, i guess.

When i reach the living room i sit on the couch and just stare ahead of me and think. If Louis wasnt here with me he would be happy and scared-free, right?

Maybe he shouldn't be here with me.

No Pov 

Louis wakes up in an uncomfortable but familiar bed.  He misses it even though it can't remember where he is. He remembers the smell but he cant quite put his smol finger around it. He hums in satisfaction and snuggles more into the body pillow. He lays there for a few minutes before it finally hits him. His eyes shoot open and he sits up and he takes in his surroundings. He was home. In Doncaster, in his Mom's house. Home.

He cant help but tear up, not the fact that he is back home, but that Harry took him home. Did Harry not want him anymore?

He wipes his thought before any tears threaten to escape and looks around the room. He noticed a note of pillow beside him. It was from Harry.

Lou,

I was thinking about what you said. About how are..you know? Scared of me. I didn't show it but that hurt me, a lot. I don't try to make you frightened by me. Thats not my intentions. I was born and raised to be like this. My father made sure i was like this. Anyways, after you told me that, i pondered on this and i made my decision. When you read this, you'll be back home where you belong. You don't have to worry about waking up and wonder what my dumb ass is going to do. You don't have to worry about when i'll blow up on you. Someone as pure and precious like you, don't deserve someone damaged and unholy as me. This might have hurt me more than what you said  it's for the best. Live a good life, Louis.  (Im not good with shit like this so thats a sucky ass apology letter)

All the Love,

-H xx

Anyone catch the Aj Mitchell song lmao

Cover credits by @ilarry_12 much love to her <3

TPWK 

All the love, 

-S xx