Comforting Hands (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 7

It's finally, finally here!!! After such a long time.. 

You have no idea what I've been going through. This past... wow, month? has been absolutely crazy! I've had so many exams and so many things to do! And yes, I won't lie, I should have dedicated more time to writing, but I just couldn't. I tried very hard, and now, after a very long time, and after I've sat on my arse this entire Saturday, chapter number 7 is here. 

I know I said I would upload a chapter only after I have at least 3 chapters pre-written but I feel so bad about this (the fact it's been probably over a month since the last update) that I just felt obligated to upload the chapter the minute I finished it.

The chapter's considerably long (six pages on Word) and I've put alot of effort in it. I hope you appreciate it! Now I should warn you, this chapter is pretty angsty. Louis goes through alot here, so, if it's not for you - don't read this. 

I don't know anything about medical stuff so I pretty much made the whole thing up. Don't be mad if I made mistakes. 

Enjoy, and thank you for reading up till here! 

---

Chapter 7

"A SLUT?!" Harry hissed with tremor, reading what was curved on Louis' skin, just above his belly button and along his chest, the T almost reaching to his left nipple. The blood had smeared up along with Louis's shirt but you could see clearly what was curved into the flesh. Louis squeezed his eyes shut. His throat felt tight.

 Harry seemed absolutely shocked, with his eyes wide and his chest heaving. Then his eyes turned harsh, and he was angry. Very angry. He breathed dangerously through his nose. His hands clenched into fists. He hit the bed next to him with a loud bang. It was either the bed, or someone was going to end up with a broken nose and a black eye.

The bed rattled violently.

"Who did this?! WHO DID THIS?!" he shouted, grabbing Louis's shoulder and shaking him.

Heavy silence spread in the room. Louis was shaking violently. He tried hard not to move.  He was scared.

Harry let go of Louis and took a few steps away. His face was flushed with anger. He held his head with his hands, almost pulling his curls out from frustration.

"I will kill that BASTARD!"  He shouted furiously and kicked the side of the bed again. It swung a bit.

Louis realised absently that Harry didn’t know there was more than one person involved. He decided this wasn’t the right time to let him find out. So he just stood there quietly, holding thigh to his shirt, his eyes shut firmly.

"Calm yourself down, immediately." The doctor said harshly to Harry. Harry stared at him with astonishment, and somewhat looked betrayed. "Are you not seeing this?! Look at this! Look at what he's done to him!" he yelled harshly, waving his arm at Louis's direction.

"Step back, NOW. You're scaring your friend." the doctor scolded him angrily. "Either you calm down, or I'll have to ask you to leave."

Harry looked like someone just slapped him. He took a step back, a bit shocked. "I'm sorry," he said with a trembling voice. "Just, give me a second." He murmured. He was a bit shocked from himself, to tell the truth. Suddenly his behaviour seemed barbaric to him. Then again, he was angry. Now he just felt empty. He felt like crying. This was too much to handle with. His emotions were like a rollercoaster. He was angry, then he was relieved, upset and then numb... He couldn't control his feelings; they were changing too fast.