{A Larry Stylinson AU}- Louis Tomlinson is a reckless delinquent who doesn't care about anything or anyone, including himself. But all of that is about to change. _____________________________________
'He looked at the scar, a sheen crescent carved into my palm, and traced it lightly with his finger. I felt my breath hitch in my throat. My heart was beating against its cage with panicked wings.
I tried not to think.
But as I closed my eyes, I was blinded by light instead of darkness, and I was staring into a stone face with feathery wings.
My eyes shot open, and I realized Harry had stopped tracing my palm and was instead looking at me with concern.
"Are you okay?"
He asked me, his eyebrows furrowed.
The little crease on his forehead reminded me of a tiny moon, and the slope of his lips looked like the outstretched petals of a flower, and I swear, his eyes had stars in them, nestled right in the corners.
I suddenly felt sick.
His intense gaze shifted, and I felt some of the pressure lift off my chest as he took a step back.
"Your scared."
It wasn't a question, it was a statement.
And I realized it, with breathtaking intensity and dizzying suddenness.
For the first time since I could remember, I was scared.
I was terrified.'