Two ghosts

Three

After school, zayn always drives Harry home so they get in his car and Harry gets in the passenger seat.

"Hey are you going to be ok at home today or do you want to come to mine"

Harry knew he wouldn't be ok at home but he wanted his room he wanted to lay on his bed with his headphones in and fall asleep

"No it's ok I'll be ok at home"

Zayn gave Harry an uneasy look, he knew Harry wouldn't be ok but what could he do, Harry wanted to go home.

When they pulled in to Harry's house a shiver went down Harry's back when he saw that his step dads car was there " hey hazza call me if you need me ok" Harry didn't reply he just nodded and Zayn knew something was off, but he reluctantly drove of leaving Harry to walk into his house,

"Hello faggot" he's stepdad called as soon as he opens the door

"Please don't call me that" Harry whispered scared that he'd gone to far "why it's true isn't it your a faggot, you like that messed up kid with bipolar he will never love you" Harry started to get really angry "don't call him that" Harry shouted and he never liked to shout but he felt the need to this time, Chris his step dad was slowly walking towards him, Harry shouted Anne but he knew him mum was out

Chris didn't stop walking towards him though and Harry had already backed up so he was against the wall, "what did you say to me" Harry was shaking at this point Chris's face was so close to his Harry clenched his eyes shut he was so scared something had obviously got Chris in a mood today because he had never been this bad before

Harry was now pinned against the wall, Chris had both of Harry's wrists pinned above his head Harry couldn't move nor did he want to really he wanted everything to stop, but it didn't. He felt a sharp pain across his face and then another one straight after. "Stop" Harry yelled but Chris just put his hand in a fist and punched Harry even harder across the face again and again

Harry was nearly blacked out when Chris stopped punching his face and moved on to his stomach, although Harry couldn't do anything because his armed were pinned above his head and Chris was stood on his feet, Harry let a tear slide down his face and another one and another one, Chris didn't stop punching though

When he finally jet go if his wrists from the wall Harry fell to the floor in agony, Harry was curled up in a ball hindering his stomach.

Chris wasn't finches though he turned Harry around and started kicking his back,

Harry didn't know the reading Chris was doing this, "you were such a mistake" these words hit Harry like sandbags, they almost hurt more than the agonising pain in his whole body,

Harry felt a buzzing in his pocket it was his phone. It was Zayn calling him. He answers the phone
"Hey hazza-"

"Z help please" he sad between breths and being kicked

"Harry are you ok what's happening I'm getting in my car now"

Harry was so thankful to hear those words, he is pretty sure he passed out because the next thing he knew Zayn was here and he was pulling Chris of him, Harry could t move but he could hear shouting, he could t make out what they were saying but in the corner of his eyes he saw Zayn punch chris over and over until he fell to the floor,

Zayn ran over to Harry "omg Harry are you ok I'm so sorry I should of left you"

Harry could t find the strength to speak he was in so much pain, so he just lay there on the floor with Zayn stroking his curls out of his face.

Zayn lived with Louis so that might explain why Louis was there to "you look like an angel Harold" Harry looked at Louis " no I look a mess" he said whilst in agony

"Hey don't waste your breath angel we need to keep that gorgous voice box safe" Harry didn't reply although he had butterflies in his stomach Louis called me angel Harry loved Louis to much

"Do you want us to put you on the sofa Harry" Zayn asked with a soft voice, Harry shook his head slowly as he didnt think he could take that much pain so instead Louis just pulled him into his knee which hurt a bit but it was worth it. "It's ok angel you will be ok"
Louis was stroking Harry's head until Harry fell asleep,

"What should we do" Louis raspy voice said

"I think we may need to go to hospital Harry really a doesn't look good"