✔️STRONG [L.S]

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{LOUIS' POV}

   *April 25th, 2015, 10:54 AM*

   "Louis you can't escape your problem's using drug's!" Harry told me the following morning as he sat me down at the table. I stared down at my lap, bottom lip slightly jutted out at being yelled at.

"I'm not trying to be mean..." He whispered, tiling my head up with a finger under my chin, "You could end up hurt."

"Well you already took care of that last night..." I mumbled, turning my head away. Finger's gripped my jaw gently, turning my face back to his.

"I'm so sorry..." He said quietly, tear's filling his eye's. He reached down to grab my bandaged hand's, pressing light kisses over the gauze. I sighed.

"It's fine." Harry gave me a big smile, reaching up to stroke my cheek. I turned my face into his touch, closing my eyes as I took a deep breath. I felt lip's press to the corner of my mouth, then the tip of my nose, and ending on my forehead, finger's lightly tugging my hair, making me groan. I could feel him smirk against my ear, giving another tug. Hard. A strangled moan escaped my lip's and he chuckled, hot breath running down my neck.

"Does princess still like his hair being pulled?" Harry whispered hotly, making me shudder. He mouthed at my earlobe, hand trailing slowly up my thigh. Arousal was shooting quickly through my body, but I knew I couldn't do this.

'Is it true that you were sexually assaulted by Harry as well?!'

"Harry no." I mumbled in my blissed out state, grabbing his wrist to stop his hand from getting closer.

"I know you want me baby boy. Just enjoy the ride and let me take care of you." It was tempting, it really was. But I just wasn't ready. His other hand was slipping into the waistband of my pant's, and in a panic I grabbed it.

"No Harry." I said firmly, pulling away from him. He pulled back with an angry look on his face.

"Really Louis? Are you fucking serious right now?"

"What do you want from me?! I'm just not ready to be intimate again! Especially with you!!"

"I'm a grown man Louis I have need's!"

"AND YOU THINK I DON'T?!!! I WANT TO BE ABLE TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU AGAIN BUT I CAN'T RIGHT NOW!!!" Harry opened his mouth to speak, but the sound of a phone ringing cut him off.

"Fucking shit..." He growled under his breathe, watching as I pulled my phone from my pocket. I looked at him with my finger pressed to my lip's, silently telling him to be quiet as I answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Louis." I froze at the voice, biting my bottom lip as I stared at Harry with wide eye's. He furrowed his eyebrow's, leaning in close so he could hear too.

"Richard?"

"Smart one aren't you?" Richard said sarcastically, scoffing. Harry ripped the phone from my grasp, pressing it to his own ear.

"What the fuck do you want?" He growled, turning to give me soft eye's.

"Just thought I'd let you know that I was the one who released the sexual assault report's to the paparazzi's." I froze, mixed emotion's hitting me like a train. Anger, disbelief, fear....

"Why are they saying it's me who did it?" Harry said harshly, eye's turning dark.

"Don't play stupid Harry. We both know it was you." His face fell, unable to reply as he fell silent.

"Hm. Thought so." Richard chuckled on the other end,

"You know Harry, I always thought there was something off about you, but I could never picture you as a rapist. Until now that is." The line went dead. Harry was eerily calm as he hung up the phone, slipping it into my hand's. He gave me a gentle smile, pressing a kiss to my cheek before standing up straight.

"I'm gonna go get some stuff for dinner later." What.

"W-what?"

"I love you angel." He said softly, turning to leave the kitchen. He stopped in the doorway, glancing over his shoulder to look at me.

"Lou you know....you know I'd never do 'that' again....right?" I could only give him a weak smile as an answer, watching as he left the room, the sound of a door closing following right after. That was strange. I shrugged it off, turning my head just in time to see another rose petal float down from the flower.

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{HARRY'S POV}

I returned to the flat a few hour's later, bag's hanging on both of my arm's as I stumbled through the door.

"M'home." I called, walking into the kitchen to set the groceries on the table. No one answered, so I assumed Louis was either napping or taking a shower. Perfect. I quickly dug through the bag's until I found the little bottle I needed, setting it on the counter as I put water on to boil. I popped open the cap while I waited, shaking one white pill into my palm. I opened the cabinet to put the bottle behind the spice's, somewhere I knew Louis would never look. A whistle sounded through the kitchen, letting me know the water was done. So, I grabbed a cup to pour it in and dunked in the tea bag. I glanced around me one more time to make sure no one was watching before I dropped the pill in as well.

"Harry is that you?" Louis called from what sounded like the living room.

"Yea in here!" Louis walked into the kitchen slowly, wearing boxer's and a tshirt, wet hair falling over his forehead.

"Made you some tea." I said with a smile, offering him the cup. He blinked in surprise, slowly taking the cup from my hold.

"T-Thank's." I cupped the back of his neck, pulling him in as I pressed a kiss to his cheek, "You're welcome." I wrapped an arm around his shoulder, leading him slowly to the living room as he sipped at his tea. We sat down on the couch, and he slowly leaned down to rest his head on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry." I whispered to him, stroking his hair lovingly. He stared up at me with wide eye's.

"No, I'm sorry. I wanna be able to put out for you, I really do, but I just can't Harry. I-I can't." My heart hurt as I stared down at the broken mess I had made. The once lively boy was now a quiet shell of a human. Eye's dull instead of the life they used to hold.

"No Louis... This is about us working thing's out. Not about sex. We're going to go as slow as you want I promise." He gave me a watery smile, whispering a small, "I love you." before drinking the last of his tea. I took the cup from his hand's, placing it on the coffee table. He yawned.

"Why am I so tired all of a sudden." He blinked his droopy eye's rapidly, cuddling into my side. His head fell forward but he snapped it back up, fighting for his consciousness.

"Maybe you should take a nap..." I said softly, stroking his back to get him to sleep.

"Well maybe just a little one....." He trailed off, eye's closing. He was out. I stood up slowly, laying him gently on the couch, and covering him with a blanket.

"I'm going to fix us." I whispered, pressing a kiss to his hair. I grabbed my car key's, closing the door quietly behind me as I left the flat.

People always told me that if you're going to fix something, you've got to destroy the root of the problem.

Which was exactly what I was going to do.
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