My Dirty Little Secret (One Direction)

Chapter Nineteen

Olivia's POV

I stood behind Louis watching a man sew the gash in Louis's back. You'd think it would've healed but according to what I was seeing it wasn't. The needle was threaded through the two parts of skin that were seperated. The man pulled out something I dreaded... STAPLES

Staples are like the ones from staplers but they are bigger, thicker, harder to get out than stitches and hurt like a bitch when they get stapled to you

"Louis no!" I yelled

Louis turned his head and screamed in pain as a Staple was planted into his back. He threw his head back, scrunched his face and he balled his hands into fists.

"miss this is to help him" the man said picking up another

I know its to help him but I had them many times and I didn't want Louis with them. the stapler was slammed against Louis's back again and he dented the corner of the table by slamming his fist onto it. A third staple was put into him and tears were just going and going and going. he screamed and the veins in his neck showed

I couldn't watch anymore and I quickly left the room as Louis's screams filled my ears. I watched it in movies and I was fine. But in real life was a whole different story, Watching someone have metal stabbed into their back was the worst thing anyone could ever see. Staples were my worst nightmare the first time I did my stunt I had them all the way round my shoulder. I sat there while they pressed a stapler on my bare skin with no anesthetic and no sleeping stuff.

"miss" the officer said walking out after me

"I'm not going back in there" I shook my head

"he doesn't want to be in there without you" he said

"I'm not going to" I snapped

"he isn't going to let us touch him otherwise" The cop muttered

"if I go back in there the staples are put away" I said

"miss we cant..."

"if you want me in there they go buh bye" I yelled

"he needs them for medical purposes" The cop tried again

"Louis is not getting another staple" I glared

"he needs to..."

"I dont care! My Louis is not getting another one of those ghastly things!" I yelled

did I just say that?

"are you his mother?" the policeman asked

"no" I shook my head

"his girlfriend?" he asked

"no I'm the closet thing he has to a mother" I sighed

"come with me" the officer grabbed my wrist

"let go" I growled

he dragged me back to the small room and locked the door

"get off" I said pulling his hand off me

Louis was on the other side of the room and he ran to give me a hug

"please can we leave" he whispered

"you have to get fixed up" I sighed

"I dont want anymore of those: he whimpered

"you arent getting anymore" I said rubbing his back

my hand ran over the staples and I shivered.

FLASHBACK...

"aaagh!" I screamed in pain as a sharp metal object was stapled into my shoulder