bully. «l.s»

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Chapter 8
3rd person «Louis»

Once Louis got out of his final class, he headed straight to the main doors to leave like normal. Until he was stopped by Liam along side Zayn.

Louis knew he was in for trouble as soon as they grabbed his arm causing him to jolt back. Liam put his arm around Louis' shoulder and led him into a rather large utility closet.

"Want some fun Little Lou?" Zayn asked sarcastically, his fist landing near Louis' ribs. Louis hunched over in pain landing on his knees.

"Come on, that was nothing," Zayn tormented him, with giving a hard kick to his stomach followed by another, and another. Liam joined him, kicking Louis' back, causing Louis to cry out for help with tears streaming down his cheeks. He tried to bring his knees to his chest but Zayn pulled him up by his collar and held up against the wall only for Liam to punch his face.

"Good luck hiding this up for mommy," Liam laughed, causing Louis to cry even more. Once Liam and Zayn left, he curled into a ball and cried for the next ten minutes, aching with pain. He touched his lip, then looked at his finger, which was covered with blood. It didn't help that Zayn and Liam had rings on all five fingers either.

After wiping his lip and eyes on a tissue he found in the closet, he slowly and painfully got up, holding onto the door handle for support. He cursed with every movement.

He was worried he would be late picking up Phoebe and Daisy, so he called Lottie to ask if she could get them, along with Fizzy. He could barely talk, with his ribs hurting every time he took a breath.

After he somehow made it out of the school limping, he started walking along the route to his house. He looked down at his phone and saw a text from Harry.

Harry: hey!

Louis: Hi

Louis didn't feel like talking at all, he wasn't in the mood, he hurt so badly.

Harry: what's up, i barely saw you today

Louis: Nothin, neither with you

Harry: whatcha up to

Louis: Nothing, you

Harry: nothin, everything okay?

Louis: Mhm

Harry: are you sure??

Louis: Yes

Harry: alright, well i'm here if you want to talk about something

Louis: Yup, thanks

Harry: how was your day?

Louis: Fine, yours?

Harry: good honestly, i've been looking forward to texting you all day

Louis: Really?

Harry: yeah

Louis: Why

Harry: because last night you were a lot of fun to talk to, but now, i guess you're being kind of cold :///

Louis: I'm sorry, just not the best day, that's all

Harry: can you tell me about it?

Louis: I don't think so

Harry: okay that's fine, i understand if you don't feel comfortable, just want to help you

Louis: Can I be honest?

Harry: of course

Louis: We've only known each other for a day, I don't know if I feel quite that comfortable yet, you know?

Harry: of course

Louis: I'm sorry

Harry: no no don't be

Louis finally reached his house, so prepared to lay in his bed and never rise from it.

Louis: I got to go

Harry: oh, okay

Louis: Bye

Harry: goodbye

As soon as he got into his house, he immediately went upstairs, already had asked Lottie to get them something for dinner. He collapsed in his bed, which was a very bad idea, seeing he felt like if he did that all his bones would fall apart. He lifted up his shirt, cringing in pain and looking at multiple large bruises along his rib cage and back.

It was Thursday and he only had work tomorrow directly after school, and for most of the weekend. He only worked on weekends, seeing he had to take care of his sisters during school days, it's not that he can't rely on them he just worries like crazy.

His sisters adore him, especially the twins, and everything he does for them. Lottie babysits two children down the street on the weekends as well, and sometimes during weekdays. So Fizz is in charge of the twins for then.

While thinking of the busy weekend ahead of him, Louis fell asleep, to the soft sound of his sisters laughing down the few stairs into the living room. He could hear the wooden floors creak as they jumped around the couches, having a blast together.

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"Lou," Lottie said quietly, tapping on Louis' shoulder. He opened his eyes, but it was still dark, and it only felt like he had slept for an hour or so, which was true.

"Yeah?" Louis spoke, with a tired voice, which brought back the pain of his ribs. Lottie held out a few ice packs to Louis with a worried look on her face.

"What happened?" Lottie asked, placing the bags of ice in Louis' hand. Louis looked at the door and saw the twins and Fizzy standing in the doorway with confused looks on their faces.

"Girls go to bed please," Louis directed to them, as he didn't want them to know. He didn't want Lottie to know, or anybody really, but he thought Lottie would support him.

"Lou," she spoke with sympathy, and placed her hand on Louis' arm. Louis looked down, disappointed to have to tell his little sister what happened.

"Earlier today these two guys sort of uh," Louis spoke, stuttering, not wanting to continue. Lottie nodded at him to signal that she gets where he's going.

"I'm so sorry Lou.." She said, starting to rub her brother's arm. Louis smiled at her, and Lottie pulled him in for a hug.

"Don't worry about it love, I'll be fine, just take care of yourself, alright?" Louis said with a smile on his face.

"But if you need anything just tell me," Lottie looked him in the eyes, serious.

"Thank you," Louis spoke, grateful he had his beautiful sister by his side.

"Alright well, goodnight Lou," she said, getting up from her place on the bed and backing out of the room.

"Goodnight Lots, thank you for this," Louis said, holding up the two ice packs she had brought.

"You're welcome," they both smiled at each other and Lottie closed the door behind her, leaving Louis alone in the dark once again, letting him fall silently asleep again, but now with a numbing sensation on his pained parts.

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