Don't let me go (Harry Styles fanfic)

Chapter 2

*1 Year ago*

"LOUIS STOP!" Tears are streaming down my face. I try to get Louis off Chris but he keeps on punching him in the face. I'm afraid Chris might pass out, because Louis is punching like crazy. "LOUIS PLEASE!" Finally he stops. I grab him and hide him behind my back. I kneel down next to Chris and I say softly: "Chris? Can you hear me?" As an answer he blinks. He lies there for about 2 minutes, then he stands up, gives me a dirty look and walks away without saying anything.

When he's out of sight I look at Louis: "Louis, what was that supposed to mean? Only because Chris was being rude it didn't mean you had to kick his ass like that!" He looks at me. He softly lifts my chin up as he says: "First, he broke up with you via a text message. That's so low, what a dick. And second, no one has the right to call you ugly and to touch you. He just stood there, with that nasty smirk on his face. Someone that hurts you, hurts me, so he deserved it." I calm down a bit. Good ol' Lou, he's the overprotective big brother I never had. I have two younger brothers, but I'm always supposed to protect them. It's a nice feeling when there's someone that protects you. Then I look at his fist, it's all covered in blood. "C'mon Lou, let's treat those wounds of you." He puts an arm around me as we walk to my house.

After he washed his fist, I quickly replace my school uniform for my sweatpants and a hoodie. I really love skirts and dresses, but for a football match, I leave all of that behind me and I change into a tomboy. Just when we're ready to leave, my mom storms in. "Well hello there Sandy, you look love-" before Lou can even finish his sentence my mum already interrupts him. "Oh stop the flattery Louis, sit down you two!"

Oh crap, here we go.

When we sit on the couch Louis tries to comfort me by pulling weird faces, but when Johanna, his mum also walks in, the smile quickly disappears from his face. "So, the 'terrorist twins' have striked again hmm?" my mum starts. Louis and I both give her a confused look. "Oh, don't play dumb you two. Did you really think we wouldn't find out that Louis just beated that poor Chris?" Johanna says.

You must be fucking kidding me.

"What a fucking joke." Louis says as he jumps up. Johanna raises her eyebrow. If Lou doesn't calm down really quick I'm afraid she might hit him. She's furious. "So he just has the right to insult Sarah and the only thing we are allowed to do his to say 'yes' and 'amen'?" "So you also start to lie to me?! We heard what happened. Chris was just playing football when you two appeared and stole his ball. You wouldn't give it back so when he tried to grab it, he accidently hit Sarah against her shoulder. You went mad and you started punching him like crazy! I thought I raised you better Lou, you were such a friendly kid when you were younger…" Johanna sighs. Louis and I just look at eachother, our jaws are dropped open. What a filthy little animal. He just wraps everyone around his lying, nasty finger. "So we decided, to seperate you two for a while. You two have a bad influence on eachother and w-" "NO!" I jump up. "You can't do this to us! Louis protects me he's my best friend since I was 11! He helped me through rough times and now you just seperate us? Damnit, you ruin my life mom!" Johanna doesn't say anything but she walks towards Louis, but Louis ignores her, walks towards me and gives me a hug. "We'll be okay, they can't seperate us. I'll see you at midnight in my garden. I know how to fix this" He whispers. Then he blinks and completly ignores everybody and with a grumpy face he walks out of the door. "Sarah, ple-" my mum starts. I give her my dirtiest look, turn around and I rush to my room. Just in time, because just when I reach my bed, the tears have already escaped my eyes. This can't be happening.

At 11 o'clock my mum knocks on my door. "Sarah, are you already asleep?" she opens my door, but I pretend to be asleep. I can feel her eyes in my back, and I try to breathe heavily so she will think I'm actually asleep. After a couple minutes she whispers: "Sleep well my love." and she closes the door.

At midnight I quietly open my window. When I'm 100% sure everyone in my house is asleep, I climb out of the window, onto the roof, via the big tree to the ground. Cold air is striking against my cheek. I climb over our fence and I end up in Louis' back yard. I grab a few rocks and throw it against his window. No reaction. Oh no, I bet that stupid dork forgot our appointment and he's probably sleeping right now. Just when I'm about to leave I feel two hands on my shoulder. I scare and turn around. But I've got nothing to worry about because it's Louis. "Hey" he chuckles. "Hi. So what are we doing now?" He smiles. "Just follow me." He grabs my hand and we start walking towards his old, rickety shed. He grabs his flashlight and then I see what's standing there.

Over 50 waterballoons, some filled with water, others with something brown, something I don't want to know. Furthermore there are music boxes, hamers, buckets and toiletpaper. "What the hell is your plan Tommo?" I laugh. "Well, let's say our moms will regret the fact they seperated us." He smiles naughty.

"YOU CAN'T SEPERATE US
WE ARE STRONGER THAN A BUS"
"YOU CAN'T SEPERATE US
WE ARE STRONGER THAN A BUS"

While we're singing our 'battle' song, we are decorating mine and his house with toilet paper, and we're throwing waterballoons at their windows. After we woke up our entire neighbourhood, our moms are storming outside.

"Sarah Louise Ross, did you go crazy?!" "Louis William Tomlinson you are sooo in trouble!" "We aren't stopping until we are allowed to see eachother again." I reply. "Yeah that's true!" Louis shouts and we start banging with our hamers on the buckets. This was the perfect plan because our mums have to agree, because we won't stop and the whole neighbourhood is complaining. "Okay, but you are going to clean this mess up tomorrow!" my mum says. "AND, you will be sleeping outside tonight!" Johanna adds. "Now shut up you two, you are embarassing us."

After 10 minutes Louis and I are lying in our tent in the garden. He plays with my hair and when I drift off I can hear him say:

"Together we're unbreakable."