Animal // Larry Stylinson

Chapter 6

(Louis' P.O.V)

It is Christmas, Harry and I are basically stuck together, in fact, he is really clingy and tells me that he wants to spend Christmas with me. That's not right. Harry should be able to spend Christmas with his family and be happy, not with me. Someone who isn't related to him, someone who isn't a friend, let alone kidnapper.

I deserve to be all alone.

Currently, Harry is curled up in a ball on the couch with the telly on. There is a weird show on about serial killers and they tell their story's about the most brutal kills they have done, it scares me but it is really interesting.

Harry started to move around in his sleep and soon he fluttered his eyes open, he looked at me with those beautiful green eyes and I couldn't help myself but smile.

"'Morning, Harry,"

"Good morning," Harry smiled at me and got up to stretch. He put his arms up and over his head, revealing his biceps. Harry had no tattoos, but a big ship on his left arm. It matched one of my very many tattoos, the tattoo being a compass. He also had a few others, most on his arms.

I guess if Harry won't leave then we will have to spend Christmas together, and I find that amazing, I just feel bad that Harry will not be able to see his sister, brother, mum, dad, or whoever is in his family. I hope he will get to see them soon.

I wonder all the time if he misses them as much as I miss my family. I think of my family all the time, I miss them so much. But they want nothing to do with me, especially since they know I do drugs.

Harry will be bored this Christmas, he will be like me, alone. But I guess we do have each other. I got Harry a small ring for Christmas, It is silver with a small Diamond on it. Harry gave me a gold bracelet that I had to put on top of my dresser because it was way too big for me.

I told Harry that he shouldn't have gotten me anything, we barely knew each other. But all he did was a shrug and said that he wanted to, and so I nodded and thanked him.

I promised not to have anything in my system on Christmas, just for Harry but it was hard to do. I usually have the drug every day. And now I'm still going without it and I'm having major withdrawals where I run to the bathroom and throw up until I have nothing left in my stomach, and it doesn't help that my dad is dead and my mum is nowhere to be seen.

"Love, I'll be right back," I say as I hear a knock on the door, Harry nodded and took the ring off, swirling the small circle of metal in his huge hands, I smiled because he seems to like the silver band.

With quick strides I reached the door, fixing my hair and clothes like I do almost every time. I then placed my hand on the knob, twisting it and opening the door.

"Yes–" I was cut off as I looked up to see a gun pointed at my face and someone in a black ski mask, clever. If the person is going to do a robbery, then they should at least be unique and not use a ski mask like people in those dumb ass movies.

"Move the hell back!" The what I guess is a man by his low voice said and I obeyed. Obviously, 'cause I didn't feel like getting shot today.

The man stepped in and closed the door behind him, "Louis is everything- What the..." Harry stepped in and I shooed him away, but the man called him back.

"Come here, kid." The guy said and Harry stepped over next to me so his foot was touching mine. He was visibly shaking, and I reached my hand over just a bit so our fingers intertwined. But when my dad glanced at our hands with a scowl on his face, I quickly brought my hand over to myself.

"Where're the drugs? I know you have some because I know you." The man laughed and I pointed to the kitchen. I knew this would be a robbery, and I had a feeling it was about the drugs. The man nodded and made his way to the kitchen, I took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of my nose.

"What's happening Louis?" Harry asked but I shrugged in response, because I had no clue what was happening, probably just someone that badly needed their fix and asked around until they found someone, that someone being me of course. This also happened to Ed once, someone went into his house, put a gun to him, and threatened him by saying he'd kill the guy. Ed, of course, gave him everything the guy needed, and eventually, he moved and is now safe again.

It's crazy what people would do for drugs, really.

The man walked out with a few small bags of the drug before taking off his ski mask, and I went wide-eyed at the sight. I felt sick by seeing the face I haven't seen for years, "Dad, what the hell!?" I exclaimed, bewildered as he looked around my house with a grimace on his face.

His eyes landed on a small picture that was hung up, it was me as a baby, my mom and himself sitting down on a chair looking like the perfect family we never were. I frowned at the thought of my dad when I was a child, he wasn't so always so mean.

He smirked, "It's so easy to trick you, Louis." The older man chuckled and sighed, "Thanks for this, by the way. I will get lots of great things by selling this."

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A/N: that was so bad, but I tried to do a bit of drama! Sorry, it was useless and yeah.