flatmates 》larry stylinson au ✨

chapter seven

7- Bye Sam?

"Lou, Sam is here!" Harry called.

"In a minute!" Louis called back.

"How've you been curly?" Sam asked sitting on Louis' bed.

"Could be better." Harry shrugged.

"How so?"

"It's kinda personal." Harry frowned.

"Whatever it is, I'm sure it'll be fine." Sam smiled.

"Thanks, man." Harry smiled.

"Hey, beautiful," Sam said as Louis exited the bathroom.

"Hi," Louis smiled.

"Ready?"

"Yup."

"Let's hit the road." Sam grabbed Louis' hand and led him to the door.

"Have fun." Harry said.

"Bye." Sam said and Louis gave a shy wave.

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Sam stumbled into Harry and Louis' dorm dropping himself on Louis' bed. Louis shut the door and tossed his keys on his dresser. He clicked the light on his nightstand on, luckily it was very dim and wouldn't wake Harry, Louis thought.

Sam got up and pushed Louis against the wall harshly. "Ow,"

"Louis?" He slurred.

"Sam, stop." Louis whispered trying to pry his hands away.

Sam rubbed up and down Louis' sides making Louis uncomfortable. He reached Louis' bum and squeezed it, rubbing his crotch against him.

"Louis, let's go to my place," Sam mumbled.

"Sam, you're drunk, stop." Louis pushed him.

"Fuck, Lou, stop being so stubborn, let's go." He grabbed Louis' wrist pulling on him.

Sam dug his nails into Louis' cuts which caused Louis to shout in pain.

"Sam! Stop!"

Harry's eyes shot open and he sat up quickly. He clicked his light on and in a swift motion he got up pulling Sam off of Louis, giving him a punch to the eye.

"Louis," he grabbed Louis' wrist and shook his head. "No." He said simply.

"It hurts," Louis frowned as tears ran freely down his cheeks.

"Louis this looks infected," Harry whispered.

Louis pulled his wrists out of Harry's grip and shook his head and he charged toward the door. He opened it and ran out, slamming it behind him.

Harry cursed under his breath and grabbed his hoodie, following Louis. He ran out not seeing Louis, he went down the elevator and down to the main entrance of the building.

"Did you happen to see a guy run out of here?" He asked a guy who was sitting by the door on his phone.

"Um, yeah... was he like your boyfriend?" The guy raised an eyebrow.

"No, I mean, I like him but nah," Harry shrugged. "Anyways, thanks." He smiled and ran out of the doors to find Louis.

He went out into the large field of grass and searched around. He finally spotted Louis leaning against a tree and jogged towards him.

He sat next to him and grabbed his face. "Louis, tell me what happened."

Louis shook his head.

"Louis, I need to know so I can help you."

"I don't need help." Louis frowned.

"Louis, I didn't mean it like that. Please, just tell me." Harry said with pleading eyes.

Louis sighed and looked down to his hands. "When i was 13, I was r-raped... By my own step dad. He claimed that if I wanted to be a 'fag' I'd be touched the way he touched me. I-It was disgusting and I was terrified. I didn't want t-to be gay but sadly t-that's what I-I am. Harry, I'm fucked up." He cried.

"Louis, you are not fucked up... You're just scared." Harry shook his head.

Harry wrapped his arm around Louis' shoulder, making Louis flinch.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

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