✔️STRONG [L.S]

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{NIALL'S POV}

*December 3rd, 2014*

Thing's were tense in my house. Very tense. Emotion's were running high, and I knew that with one wrong slip, everything would come crashing down. I guess you could compare it to a Jenga tower. Pull the wrong block, and everything else fall's with it. Louis' parents had stormed off to their room, leaving my mum crying, my dad and I standing in shock, and Harry's parent's with angry looks on their face's.

"Oh Maura...." My dad sighed, a frown set on his face. She glanced up, tear's staining her face.

"I'm sorry, I just...I..."

"I know..." He breathed, wrapping her up in his arm's. I glanced over at Anne and Robin, almost flinching at the hard look in their eye's.

"How do you think Harry and Lou would feel if they saw this?" I asked them. Before they could reply, I was walking down the wall, crutches clicking on the floor. I closed myself in my room, sighing as I fell onto my bed. There was only a few more turn's, then, the tower would collapse.

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*December 4th, 2014*

The next morning the house was quiet except for the clanking of silverware on plate's. The silence was killing me as I slowly chewed on a piece of bacon. No word's were spoken as Jay and Mark stood up, taking their dishes into the kitchen. Then, they were putting on coat's and pulling on boot's.

"We're going to visit Louis." Was all that was heard before the front door was slammed shut. Anne glanced up at Robin.

"We should really get to Harry." He nodded, and before I knew it, they were gone as well.

{LOUIS' POV}

*December 4th, 2014*

After hanging up with my sister's, I peaked out into the hallway, handing my dad back his phone.

"Thanks." I smiled weakly. "I needed that."

"Oh Louis..." My mum whispered, seeing the tear's behind my eye's. She carefully led me back into my room, sitting down next to me on the bed. Her hand's cupped my face gently, thumb's working quickly to wipe away my tear's.

"What's wrong baby? Don't cry." A choked sob escaped my mouth, and she quickly pulled me into her arm's. I buried my face into her neck, hot tear's hitting her skin. The bed dipped and another pair of arm's wrapped around us. Dad.

"I-I just...I wanna...g-go home...and I..." I hiccuped between sob's. My mum ran her finger's through my hair soothingly, whispering that it was gonna be okay in my ear. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and a nurse peeked inside.

"Excuse me, but Dr. Clifford is ready for you now."

"Just give us a moment." Dad said, turning back to look at me curled up in my mum's arm's. The nurse nodded, and closed to door to wait in the hall. My parent's had set up a therapy session for all three of us...but for what I didn't know. We sat there for a few moment's in silence, until my mum finally spoke up.

"C'mon Lou, let's go..." She said softly, patting my back to get me to move. Once we were all standing, I tucked myself back under her arm, an we walked out into the hall. The nurse a weak smile, and led us down the hall. She knocked on another door, opening it a crack.

"Dr. Clifford, I have the Tomlinson's for you." We were soon ushered inside, and sat on long couch. Dr. Clifford sat in a chair across from us. My mum's hand brushed back the fringe from my forehead.

"Okay Louis...I think it's time you told us what Harry did to you exactly. When did the abuse start?" The doctor said, pen poised over a clipboard. My whole body tensed up, and my mum watched me worriedly, having felt it. So this is why they called a therapy session...

"Louis I know it must be hard, but I feel like it would give you some kind of closure to get the weight off of your chest." I suddenly felt light headed, and I held my head in my hand's. I squeezed my eye's shut, finger's digging into my scalp. A choked sob ripped it's way from my throat, and I broke down into a crying mess. I could feel hand's on me, and hear voice's around me, but I ignored them. Everything was flooding back to me in painful wave's. I felt as though I were getting stabbed in the heart repeatedly. I lifted my head up slowly, eye's flickering to everyone in the room. Their mouth's were moving, but I couldn't hear anything over the ringing in my ear's. My vision blurred, and the air around me suddenly felt thicker. I felt my eyes roll back, and the next thing I knew, I was falling forward.

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BECAUSE ANY WORLD WHERE I DON'T LOVE YOU IS A WORLD THAT DOESN'T EXIST.