✔️STRONG [L.S]

[20]

{LOUIS' POV}

*May 24th, 2014*

My screaming for Harry had gotten so bad, that my mum had called for a nurse. I was curled up in the corner of the bed, sobbing as she checked me over. I heard her say a few word's to my parent's, then leave the room. My mum and dad tried to talk to me, to get me to look at them, but I ignored their pleas. I just wanted Harry.

"Baby please!" My sob's grew louder over their voice's, and I curled farther into myself. I heard a faint knock on the door, and an unrecognizable voice. I whipped my head up, seeing a doctor standing in the doorway, speaking quietly to my mum. I couldn't hear what he was saying, but there was one word that caught my attention. Harry.

"Harry!" I screamed, trying to see past the man. Suddenly, someone pushed the doctor aside, standing still in the doorway. Harry. I began to sob again, and I held my arm's up like a toddler wanting to be carried. He rushed over to me, practically leaping onto the bed. I threw myself around him, his arm's wrapping around my shaking frame. He buried his face in my hair, and I pushed mine into his chest, breathing in the familiar scent.

"Mr. and Mrs. Tomlinson can we leave them alone for a few minutes?" The doctor asked. I heard the scrape of chair's and the sound of a door closing. We were alone. Strong hand's cradled my face delicately, and I found myself looking into a familiar green. Then, my lip's were pressed against another pair in a kiss that I didn't know I needed.

"I'm sorry Louis...I'm so sorry...." He whispered, burying his face in my shoulder. I could feel his tear's drip onto the bare skin of my neck. I brushed my fingers through his curl's, tapping his chin to get him to look at me.

"It's okay....I forgive you......" I said quietly. He choked on a sob, staring at me in disbelief.

"Why...?" He breathed, regret filling his eye's. My thumb's swiped at his tear's, my own falling faster.

"Because I love you....I could never hate you, or anything you do....You just...You just need some help is all. Maybe some anger management classes. But no matter what it is, we'll get through it together. I promise." His hand's laid over top of mine on his face.

"Louis Tomlinson...You are too good for me." I shook my head sadly.

"No Harry....If anything....You're too good for me. Like you said, I'm fat, ugly, stupid-" He cut me off, grabbing my wrist's.

"Stop saying those things!" I flinched, cowering into myself as I tried to pull my hands away from him.

"Oh my god Louis I'm sorry...." He whispered, pulling me gently into his chest. My body was tense, shaking violently. I squeezed my eye's shut as he rocked us back and forth on the bed, whispering soothing things into my ear's.

"This is all his fault...." He growled quietly. I pulled back, staring at him in confusion.

"W-what?" He stared at me with wide, fear filled eye's.

"Louis. You need to listen to me carefully. You have to believe me." He pleaded, hand's cupping my face gently. I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth, nodding slowly. He glanced over his shoulder at the door, as if he were afraid someone might hear him. He brought his face inches from mine, staring right into my eye's.

"There's this.....There's this voice in my head. He keeps making me do thing's that I don't want to do. He takes over and I just lose control.....It's not me Louis I swear! I'm not crazy!" I could feel my eyes widen as I stared at him in disbelief.

"H-Harry? Are you okay?" His eyes swam with hurt.

"I thought you said you would listen. I thought you would believe me....." He whispered so that I could barely hear him. I brought a hand forward, trying to soothe him. That was when I heard the faint sound of the door opening.

"Har-"

"I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU LOVED ME!!!" He screamed, a loud slap echoing through the room. I stared in shock at him, the same expression on his face.

"LOUIS!!!" I heard my mum scream. But I didn't care. All I could focus on was the stinging sensation spreading through my face. Just when I thought it was starting to get better.....My mum wrapped her arm's around me, pulling me away in horror away from Harry. He stayed sitting on the bed, staring down at his hand's with wide eye's. I could see his body trembling as he slowly brought his face up to stare at me.

"Louis that wasn't me.....it was the voice...." I pushed myself back into my mum, my dad wrapping his arm's protectively around the both of us. I could see Harry's parents standing in the doorway, tear's running down their face's. The doctor walked briskly over to him, grabbing his upper arm.

"Harry it's time to go." He said sternly, pulling him off the bed.

"NO! LOUIS! THAT WASN'T ME! I SWEAR! IT WAS THE VOICE!!! THE MADNESS!!!" Nurses came running into the room, grabbing onto him, dragging him out the door.

"I'M NOT CRAZY LOU!! PLEASE BELIEVE ME!!!! SOMEONE BELIEVE ME!!!!" He cried. His mum began to sob, Robin holding her tightly. Then, he was gone, but I could hear the sounds of plead's for help down the hall. I squeezed my eye's shut, trying to get the sounds out of my head. I felt my mum's cool finger's brush over my stinging cheek.

"Anne, Robin, if you could come with me?" The doctor asked softly, leading Harry's parents from the room.

"Louis?" My mum asked quietly, her voice cracking. I looked up reluctantly, meeting her fearful eye's.

"How long has this been going on?" She whispered.

"How long has what been going on?" I asked, although I already knew.

"The hitting Louis! Has Harry been.....Has he been abusing you?" I closed my eye's, taking a deep, shuddering breath.

"Oh my god...." Dad whispered.

"How long?" She pleaded, tear's running down her face.

"A couple month's......" I whispered, barely audible as I closed my eye's.

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LOVE IS GIVING HIM THE POWER TO DESTROY YOU, BUT TRUSTING HIM NOT TO.