"Louis, Louis I-I do-don't know wh-what happened. H-he was ru-running then he st-stopped Louis please help me!"
That message ran through his head over and over. Why was Harry running? Who was he running from? Once Louis got to Becka's house, he thought everyone was okay but just the opposite happened right before his eyes.
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After Louis dropped Harry off
Louis dropped off Harry at his house then drove back to his home, greeted by his mother. "Hi Louis, how was school today?"
Louis wondered why his mother bothered to ask him that same question when his answer is the same, "Fine."
That answer was a lie to get out of the million other questions Jay could ask.
"How's Harry Lou?" Jay asked Louis as he walked up to his room.
Louis rolled his eyes with a sigh, "He's fine mum. Why are you asking these questions for?"
"Louis, Harry is like another son to me and I was wondering how was he is that fine to ask?" Jay asked Louis with a tone. "What is your problem today? You never ask like this when you come home after being with Harry."
Louis turned around from the stairs to face Jay, "You want to know what my fucking problem is? The problem is that people don't know when to stop shit! When Harry and I were walking out of the school, someone took a fucking picture of us then sent it to us basically threated us! Mum, I'm not fine! Is that's the answer you were looking for?! My question to the whole damn world is why would someone do this to Harry? What did Harry fucking to do them that made those assholes do such a thing?" Louis had tears falling down his check, eyes puffy red, trying to keep all the pain inside but it was leaking out.
Louis ran to his room and slammed his door shut, leaning his back against the door so his mom couldn't come in. Louis could hear his mom yelling at him to not do anything to harm himself, it's not his fault, it's okay, all of the lies any mother could say to protect their child. Louis ignored everything in the world, tried to control his breathing and looked around his room to his paper stacked dresser. In anger, Louis ran to the dresser and pushed all of the papers on the ground, tossed every picture frame, books, laptop, and his lamp to the ground as well. Louis's knees fell to the ground, putting his hands in his hair letting his pain flow out of his body. Jay listened to her son cry but knew not to bother him and let him go. Other mothers would question why not help her son in desperate times when they need it the most? It's because Jay knows that her son would figure out the puzzle and solve it for both him and Harry.
As Louis sat on the ground, his cell phone rang. Louis looked at his phone and questioned either to answer the call or ignore it for later but then his mind went to what if it was Harry. Louis got up from the ground of papers and answered his phone, "Hello?
"Louis, Louis I-I do-don't know wh-what happened. H-he was ru-running then he st-stopped Louis please help me!"
"Who is this? What's going on?" Louis questioned the crying caller.
"Louis, it's Harry come to Sandell Park, quick! I-I do-don't think we have time. Oh my god Louis his breathing is out of control and sweating like shit! Hurry please quick!" The caller hung up the phone leaving Louis clueless of what was going on but all he knew was that something happened and Louis needed to be there.
Louis ran out his room, down the stairs, put on his TOMs and jacket out to his car. Louis didn't know who the caller was but it sounded important and the person needed help with something but how did they know his names?
Louis repeated the voice of the caller in his head. Who could it be? The person sounded like a voice that I know from before but who could it be? It's not a guys voice because a guy wouldn't cry that bad so it has to be a girl but who?
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Secrets - [Larry Stylinson]
Fanfiction"There are three kinds of secrets, 1.) Something that you hide at the bottom of your heart because you don't want it to be mentioned, 2.) Something that you can't say although you want to, and 3.) Something that you hope someone asks about even thou...