Overprotective (larry stylinson au)

7. apologies

Louis is sitting with propped up pillows on Harry's bed, browsing on his computer through his grades and social media.

Harry walks in from the bathroom. "Hey baby what are you doing?"

"Nothing really," Louis glances up at Harry. "I missed you," Louis smiles weakly.

"I missed you too," Harry smiles at Louis. "I washed the sheets."

"I noticed," Louis bites his lower lip and exhales a shaky breath.

"How was your day?"

"It was fine," Louis mumbles.

"Good! I'm glad. I had a pretty boring day. Went to the gym, did laundry," Harry nuzzles up to Louis. "I missed my kitten so much today."

"I-I missed you to, Harry..." Louis shuts his laptop and lies it down on the ground beside the bed.

Harry frowns, "Why are you on the floor?"

"I'm just putting my laptop away," Louis assures and climbs back onto the bed. The petite boy moves to straddle Harry's lap and scoots up close.

Harry puts his hands on Louis' back and rubs soothingly. "Hi," he says smiling. Louis tucks his face into Harry's warm neck, holding his boyfriend close.

"How are you doing? Is school still stressful?"

"Yes," Louis murmurs, his heart pounding in his chest. The poor boy is trying his best to calm down, but he feels like he's going to have a panic attack from how much guilt is suffocating his conscience.

"Aw baby. I'm sorry," Harry hugs him close. "Why is it stressful?"

"School just makes me want to fall asleep and never wake up," Louis whispers.

"Oh no don't say that baby," Harry strokes Louis' head soothingly. "What is it the work? Teachers? Student?"

"Just all of it," Louis says quietly with tears in his eyes. "I don't want to deal with it anymore."

"You're almost done. Then we can live together." Harry smiles thinking about it. "Things will be okay. I'm sorry I'm not there to protect you."

Louis shakes a little as his muscles tense up, having trouble breathing.

Harry looks at him worriedly. "Are you okay baby?"

"I-I'm fine..." Louis murmurs.

"You don't look okay."

"I really don't want you to be mad at me."

"Why would I be mad at you?" Harry frowns and kisses Louis' head.

Louis inhales a shaky breath and whines quietly in discomfort, anxiety slicing up his chest. "L-Liam kissed me, again..." Louis whispers.

Harry immediately scoots away from Louis. He feels his face turn red in rage but he's not sure who he's mad at. "Again!" he demands with clenched teeth.

Louis quickly climbs off Harry's lap, allowing his boyfriend to have space. Louis looks down at the bed sheets, feeling too ashamed to say another word in defense.

"Answer me when I talk to you," Harry growls. "Why did he kiss you again? You said you made it clear it wasn't happening again."

"I thought it wasn't going to happen again," Louis says quietly.

"Why did you let it happen again?" Harry says angrily.

"I...I don't know," Louis murmurs.

Harry sighs, "What do you mean you don't know? Tell me how this happened."

"He cornered me and kissed me for a while."

"For a while? Why didn't you push him away?" Harry yells tears filling his eyes.

Louis gasps and flinches, whimpering quietly. "I felt too-" Louis sighs. "You know how shy and submissive I am, Harry." Louis murmurs, knowing that's not a proper excuse. "I tried to stop him, but I just couldn't."

Harry clenches and unclenches his fists. He can't be mad at Louis because Louis is like a little bunny. "I know how you are," Harry agrees and nods. "I'm just upset baby," Harry lets more tears spill down his face.

Louis crawls up to Harry and delicately wipes his tears away with the cuff of his sweater. "I'm sorry." Louis whispers as calm tears collect and stream down Louis' cheeks, some of the depressed drops seeping into his pajama pants.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you kitten." Harry wraps his arms around Louis. "I'm not mad at you. Liam is taking advantage of you."

Louis starts crying more, hugging Harry close. "I didn't mean for it to happen," Louis whimpers out.

"I know boo, I know," Harry picks up Louis and puts him on his lap and holds him close. Harry feels rage run through his body. "Did he touch you?"

Louis feels reluctant to answer, but he knows he has to. "A little," Louis whispers.

Harry holds Louis closer,"I'm going to deal with this kid. He won't bother you again."

"Please. I don't want to keep on getting into any more trouble. I hate making you upset."

"Don't worry baby. I'll take care of this for you. He'll never touch you again," Harry sighs. "Do you...like him?"

Louis pauses for a moment, "A little, but it doesn't matter. I love you, and that's that."

"Alright kitten. As long as you love me," Harry observes Louis' lips and traces his hand under his bottom lip. "You have marks under your lip," Harry pauses. "Did he bite your lip?"

Louis nods his head weakly, "He did."

"He's not treating my little boo right," Harry runs his hand over the bite marks. "If he knew anything about you, he'd know you don't like that." Harry frowns.

"You know exactly what I like," Louis smiles a little. "I don't like rough. I like gentle."

"Did it hurt baby?" Harry's frown deepens and he begins to worry what else Liam did.

"Not too much," Louis whispers and cups Harry's jaw with his dainty hands, pecking his lips softly.

Harry kisses back, "Don't panic. but I want to deal with this Liam kid right now. I could get in trouble if we're on your campus."

"What are you going to do to him?" Louis whispers.

"I'm going to make sure he know never to touch you again. You don't need to worry about it."

"Please tell me, Hazza. I answered you. Now you have to answer me."

Harry sighs, "Well I was planning on punching him in the face a couple of times..."

"I don't want you getting in trouble."

"I won't if we're off campus. He's 18, I can beat him up."

"Please be safe."

"I'm going to drive over there now. Would you like to come? You can stay in my car."

"What would I do? I'd probably just make things awkward..."

"You can just stay in my car baby. You don't have to come if you don't want to."

"I'm scared."

Harry hugs Louis tight, "Don't be scared love. I'll take care of everything, I'll be safe."

"Do you want me there with you?"

"Yes."

"Okay. I'll go with you."