The Dagger's Rose || l.s (completed)

Twenty *

Warning : Adult content
There's a (terrible)smut in this chapter and it starts and ends with ~~~ symbol so that you'll know when to skip, if you're uncomfortable with it.

"Harry get out!", Louis shouted as Harry picked up Jay's photo from the floor.

There were too many glass pieces scattered on the floor, he probably broke the empty alcohol bottles. He didn't seem drunk though.

"Why?", Harry turned to him and asked. He tried to keep his cool even though his heart was racing.

"I don't want you! I don't want anyone! I'm an asshole! You get that? An asshole!", Louis shouted.

Harry took a deep breath and put a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down. He removed his hand immediately.

"Don't you understand?! Get out!", he shouted again.

Harry kept the photo on the table beside the couch and cupped his cheeks, Louis glared at him.

"No! I don't understand and I won't leave, now tell me what happened!", Harry asked him in a serious tone, looking him in the eyes.

When Louis' scarily beautiful eyes met his, he felt like his inner body started burning. He couldn't stand the intense gaze, yet he couldn't look away.

"Leave me alone!", Louis said through gritted teeth, removing Harry's hand from his cheeks gently.

"No!", Harry said and hugged him immediately. Louis squirmed and tried to release himself from Harry's arms. He gave up in few minutes and looked at Harry. Were they.... tears?

"Please Harry! This is not gonna end well. We are not gonna end up together. We should stop this. You have to move on please!", Louis said in a weak voice.

"What should we stop?", Harry asked, holding him close. A think lump formed in his throat.

Louis looked miserable and broken. He struggled to speak.

"We shouldn't be this close....", he said and tried to push Harry.

"Yeah exactly, we should be closer than this", Harry said and pulled him to his chest.

"Harry please!", Louis said and started sobbing against his chest.

That was the last thing Harry wanted, watching Louis cry.

"No, no, no!", Harry said, his insides shuddering.

"One day we both have to part our ways, it's gonna hurt, it's gonna hurt a lot! Rose, please", Louis pleaded.

Rose. He had the audacity to call him 'Rose' and talk shit.

"Tell me the truth! What's your problem?", Harry asked him, without releasing him from his hold.

"We won't.....we......", Louis started shaking involuntarily in his arms.

"What?!", Harry held his face and asked, "Tell me!", tears already falling down his cheeks.

Louis gulped, his tears were not stopping.

"Tell me!", Harry shouted.

"Dad!", Louis blurted out.

"Huh?!", Harry asked him in confusion.

Louis looked like a mirror with a crack, ready to fall into pieces.

"Dad?! What? Tell me!", Harry was overwhelmed with mixed emotions.

Louis opened his mouth to say something and closed again.

Harry realised something.

"Wait! Are you scared of my dad being homophobic?! I won't let him hurt you!", Harry said, his brows furrowed.