He Will Be Loved

Chapter 6

"Wait...did you just say she's dead...?" I can't help the tears running down my cheeks as the words come out my mouth.

"I'm afraid so. I'm very sorry Mr. Tomlinson."

"Thank you." I hang up the phone and head straight for my mother room. I don't realize what I'm doing until I find myself going through her scrapbook of me and her she made when I was 14. All the pictures in here make it seem like we were so happy, nothing could make us sad. But it was the complete opposite of that. My dad was a piece of bullshit and left her. I don't see what we were smiling at. From what I remember we hated the way we were living.

I pick up my phone and dial Harry's number. He answers in the middle of the second ring.

"Hey Lou. How are ya?"

"I'm not so good Harry.." I say behind sniffles. I hear some ruffling and the line goes dead. "Hello..?" No one answers.

A couple minutes later I hear knocking on the door. When I answer it I see Harry standing there. He hugs me and the warmth makes me feel so much better.

"Louis what's wrong?" He seems so worried.

"Come in and we can talk."

Harry's P.O.V

Louis invites me in so I sit down on the couch. He looks at me and points up the stairs. Remembering his bedroom is up there, I figure he wants to talk in there? I go back to when he called me on the phone and start to get even more worried. What's wrong? Why is he sad? Why is he crying? What happened? I see that his mother isn't here and pray to god it doesn't have to do with her.

"Harry..its about my mother." His eyes are so red and his nose is too. He looks so sad.

"What's going on babe?" Why did I call him that. I don't know if he likes pet names and we aren't really dating yet. Are we? I see what I think is a small hint of a smile but slowly fades when he resumes talking.

"She..she got in a car accident. She died about two hours ago. I just don't know what to do. I'm sorry for calling you I had no.."

I stop his talking by leaning in and kissing him. This will take his mind off his mother he needs it right now.

"Its okay Louis I am more than happy you called me. I'm so sorry to hear that. Are you gonna be able to live here alone?"

"No I can't it reminds me to much of my mother. My dad lives in town so even though I hate every inch of him I guess that's my only choice."

I think about the things he told me about his dad and how he beat his mother and it brings bad things to my mind. I have an idea.

"Louis if you want..I mean I know we just met a few days ago but..do you maybe want to...I don't know you could move in with me until you find somewhere..?" I hope he says yes because I would feel like a total idiot if he says no.

"You really would do that for me Harry? You couldn't be a better boyfriend. Yes I will move in with you."

He just called me his boyfriend. Oh my god.

Oh

My

God.

"It really isn't.."

He stops my words when he pounces on me and smuthers me with kisses. Wow this feels great.

He tells me about how he needs to get out of that house because he stand to be in it any longer and so I help him pack all his things and we head out the door. I can't believe this is happening. Just two weeks ago I remember staring at him in English as he read Romeo and Juliet. He was so beautiful and didn't even know who I was. Now he's my boyfriend and moving in with me.

We decide to take my car and come to get his tomorrow because he is too sad to drive in a car alone. I get the feeling. I never like driving alone. I always feel the need to have somebody there with me and some company to talk to because silence is deadly.

We have small talk to keep his mind off of the stuff that just happened and it feels like only seconds until we get there. I didn't think about telling my step-mom or dad that Louis was going to be staying with us but I doubt they car. They are to stuck up my little brother Niall's butt to give a damn about me. They barely notice me.

We walk in and go straight to my room. My step-mom, Grace, barely looks at me when I walk through the door and for once I'm glad that she didn't pay attention to me. I notice Louis is walking at a faster pace than usual so I have to speed up as well to get to my room. I show him my door and he runs in and scans the room. He finds the bed and immediately goes to it, puts his head in the pillow, and by the noise I think he is crying.

"Louis.."

"I'm so sorry that I brought you into this Harry."

--Should I start the next chapter with Harry's P.O.V again or Louis's? Okay love you guys sorry for not updating yesterday. Byee. (: