Chapter 13: He'll Always Love Me

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Louis's POV

We had to take everything slowly. He was jumpy after the assault and always fearful. He wouldn't like to be alone so I've been late to every single one of my classes because I had to walk him to class. Honestly I didn't mind it, I wanted to make him as comfortable as possible. Emailing the teachers about what happened, they understood. They let me be late and leave early for Harry, and I just made it up with an essay or two.

Harry felt bad, but I insisted on helping him to class. No way in hell would I ever let him feel scared and alone again. After about two weeks of this, I decided to tell him about the guards that were watching him. He became shy, but then grateful and that seemed to help his fear of people. Meeting them was awkward for him, but they blended well into the background and he barely noticed them after a bit. He felt safe and that was honestly the goal.

He'd had some nightmares, but after a week those stopped. Anytime he would have a difficult time in public or in private I would come up behind him and whisper reassuring things and kiss his sweet smelling neck. He'd melt with shyness, but he love it the affection. This man would be the death of me by just his cuteness.

My dad was in constant contact with me trying to find Diana and I just wanted her arrested and put away. With how much man power and money was going to it, it was crazy and I wanted Harry to know she was locked up for his mental health. My dad was on board with spending so much, already seeming to like Harry from the little I told him.

Harry didn't hide secrets from me, and I love that. He was sometimes a bit too timid, but he was always truthful.
He went to class and still did pretty well, and we would do whatever he needed to to relax. We would play video games, bake, and snuggle a lot through the weeks after the assault.

The last I heard, Diana was hiding out in Italy and yet we still couldn't find her.

Wanting to do something, we decided on sugary treats and started making cookies after class and homework was done. Harry was such a good homemaker, and the sugar cookies we were making tasted so good. Sugar on top of sugar, we had to have icing on them too. We had some music playing in the kitchen and who ever was in the kitchen or community room long left us alone.

We kept on joking around about how I was king of gaming and he bumped my hips with his and had a fake shocked face. Harry was good at gaming and better than me, but it was so much fun to tease him because of how animated he was. While we decorated the cookies, the room went silent until Harry's phone chimed. "Sarah!" He shrieked and smiled. He put her on speaker phone, "This is Louis! Say hi!" He looks to me and I said hello. The timer went off for the next batch of cookies and he handed me the phone. We chatted a bit about where were going to school and what our majors were. She suddenly told me to get off the speaker phone and both Harry and me looked at each other weirdly. The green eyed man nodded at me and started to take the cookies off the sheet.

I unclicked the speaker phone option and pushed the phone up to my ear. "Hello?" I ask, confused why I needed to switch off of the speaker phone, "Look you twat, Harry is the sweetest most innocent person I have ever met! Such a pure fucking heart and soul and you better not dare hurt him!" She puffed out. For an omega herself she had a lot of presence and power. I said I wasn't planning on that and that I loved him. She seemed pleased with the answer and told me that Harry seems to like me a lot because she rarely gets texts from him anymore.

That was probably more due to the sexual assault than dating me though, but I wouldn't tell her that because that was Harry's story to tell. The tiny omega grabs the phone out of my hand and puts it on speaker again chatting away with his friend. I enjoyed seeing him interact with someone other than me and I could tell his sass comes out more with Sarah. He was so witty and fun and I loved hearing him happy. They soon ended the call and we iced the rest of the cookies and put some out for our dorm mates and the rest we would hoard in Harry's room.

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