Louis Tomlinson lived in a rather large home, with his mum and stepfather. To say he hated his stepfather, would be an understatement. He absolutely despised him. He was the slightest bit terrified of him, though, to say the least. There was seldom a day that Louis would not be beaten by what Louis would like to call, the devil, which of course was his nickname for his stepfather. Although, he would only call him this behind his back, he would never risk saying it to his face. One day, Louis' mum and 'Devil' decided to move to the city, to get a fresh start. Louis was very reluctant about this, but he was brought along against his will, and I mean that quite literally. What happens when he goes to a new school, and actually starts to interact with a boy he meets named Harry? But the real question is, what will Harry do when Louis lets out a cry, in need of a savior? [Please remember that in this specific fanfic, there will be a lot of trigger warnings and I do not advise you read this fanfic if you are not okay with and/or hearing about the following things: Self-harm, suicide, rape- possibly but highly unlikely, abuse, alchohol, prety much anything relating to stuff like that. Be safe, my Lovies!]