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His eyes glistened and his lip trembled while he spoke, his words laced with uncertainty, a frown knitted prominently on his face.
"Say something.." Niall spoke, wiping his eyes and looking at Harry for some type of response, hoping to have something that wouldn't make him feel worse than he already did.
"I-I don't understand.. Your gay, and you like boys. But you don't want anyone to know, but why? I like animals and I want everyone to know." Harry spoke, so matter of fact and indefinite. His words pure and undeniably naive.
"Look Harry, my mum and dad aren't as nice as your mum, and well.. I hated you for so long because I saw you expressing yourself how you wanted-and that was all I ever wanted to do. I was jealous I suppose, it got the best of me, and I did something I never should have.. I took a picture of you. Spread it round and put it up in the girls toilet...." he hesitates, seeing Harry's face fall, confusion and betrayal evident, he pauses for what seems like hours, waiting for a slap, but none comes so he carry's on. "People have calmed down, after Louis stepped in of course. He made all the girls take the photos down and made a mess of my face. Claiming that he knew the truth about me and that he'd kill me if I hurt you. So, here I am. I don't want to hurt you Harry, ever. I just don't know how to deal with being how I am.."
Harry swallowed, thinking, he looked around the house, the front room that met the kitchen, and the groves in the wall, from the archway that separates the two rooms. He didn't know why, at the moment he felt Niall needed an answer most he couldn't give one, he just couldn't. His heart was beating so fast he could feel it at the back of his throat, he felt sick like he had ate a bad pancake again and his face felt so hot that he could of swore he had a temperature. But most of all his anger, raged, it flowered and flowered over and over again, he couldn't understand it. He had never EVER felt this way. He, wanted to hug Niall, for going through what he has, but he made fun of him, tortured him and did something unspeakable. Harry would never do anything to hurt anyone else.. why did he hurt me? Why was he jealous? Why did he kiss me?
Questions swam through his mind yet he couldn't speak, he just stayed silent staring at the groves in the archway.
"Harry!" Niall's fingers snapped in front of his face, his eyes blinking rapidly in response and looking at Niall he sighed, shakily, stringing a sentence together in his head and waiting for it to come to the surface. Staring at Niall his fingers moulded into curls and dusted beside his legs where he sat and mustered everything he had to speak.
"I think you should go.." Harry spoke widening his eyes by his own words, looking at his hands and then back up to Niall who looked shocked, but the wide eyed look was soon wiped away by a frown, which scared Harry making his body react before his mouth, he flinched and backed away from Niall.
Sighing Niall stood up, tears forming in his eyes he looked away, Harry followed suit by standing up to face him, "I'm not going to hurt you Harry, ever again, remember that. I like you." Niall leaned forward kissing his cheek, he lingered at his cheek, as if he wanted to savour Harry's scent. A knock chimed through the house, he pulled back so quick that Harry didn't have time to blink before he looked up to the door and saw Lou, stood, a smile fell from his mouth and arms fell to his side a fist forming and his boots moved forward to Niall's side.
"Woah woah, mate. I came here to tell Harry everything. He knows everything! I was just about to leave.." Niall stuttered as he turned to Louis not knowing what to anticipate.
Likewise, Harry didn't know what to do, or what to expect of the two all he knew was that he had to go quick, his feet moved fast, his body felt like it couldn't keep up with the fast paced strides taken by his own feet until he was at the feet of the toilet basin, head into the toilet and vomit making its way up to the surface. His full body shook in reaction to the projectile that was leaving his stomach.
Niall, and Louis stopped what they were doing immediately. Louis, warning him to "stay out the way, shut the fuck up and go."
Footsteps approached Harry, the tap upon the carpet caused a surge of some awful butterflies and his stomach purged once more, his body shaking and his eyes swimming with tears, crying and ugly he didn't dare look up as he heard Louis voice.
"Haz, baby. Are you ok?" His voice soft like velvet coating Harry's stomach again, he felt like he would be ok. Sitting back, he reached for the towel to wipe his mouth and flushed the chain, looking up to Louis he smiled weak, and nodded.
"I'm ok. I don't know what happened Lou, I've never felt like that-it was scary!" He said, unaware he was sobbing until his vision became blurry and Louis was sat in front of him wiping his tears away.
He couldn't explain the feeling that stirred in his gut, he just knew it wasn't good, he thought of school and Niall, and the girls and it all made him feel queasy, dizzy and lightheaded. He sat back, leaning against that wall, looking at Louis he sighed and tried to sort his face out, which he knew would be ugly and puffy.
"I'm sorry. I think I need to sleep." He spoke his head bowing and looking into his lap. Louis' heart pulled, just at looking at Harry. Poor Harry. So naive and pure, like a rose. He stood up, silent, as he knew that's what Harry needed, he knew he would just want to think, on everything. So, he picked him up, and took him to his room lying down and placing Harry beside him and letting Harry's head rest on his lap.
He combed his fingers through his hair and they both sat in silence for so long. No words spoken, eye contact wasn't made, and kisses weren't shared like last time. It made Louis heart ache, he craved Harry's lips now, the softness on his rough chapped lips and his little moans of appreciation. But it was for the best. He knew that. He also knew he should've checked if Niall had left, but he didn't want to leave Harry alone.
They both spent hours, just laid, until Harry abruptly sat up looking at Louis inquisitively, Louis hummed as if he were asking what was up,
"Do you have the photo, i- I want to see it?" Louis gasped at his request, but nodded, grabbing his phone out of his jean pocket he unlocked it and went to his photos and searched for it and brought it up, he hated looking at it, because he knew it was wrong to get turned on by it, to want him just as he is in the photo.
He turned his phone to show Harry the photo, his eyes searching for any emotions. Meanwhile Harry's eyes raked over the photo, his eyes growing wide and his lip beginning to quiver, so it was brought between his teeth to stop it. His tears were now threatening to surface. He breathed shakily, looking at Louis "I don't want to see it anymore." His eyes trailed down to his lap, followed by his head falling back onto Louis lap and he let his sobs out, his body shaking lightly from his sobs escaping.
"Everyone saw my knickers! I'm naked Louis!" Louis' eyes brimmed. He felt so useless, his rage, his anger, his admiration all for Harry were useless in this moment were he needed comforting, yet Louis didn't know what to say. Words failed him, he felt horrible. Even though it wasn't him who spread it.
"Louis?" Harry spoke looking up at him, smiling slightly, Lou hummed and looked back at him, his smile a reflection of Harry's.
"Did you really hurt Niall for me?" Louis chuckled, out of everything that happens to Harry he finds the light, in everything. The good. The best. He always has.
"Yes, I like you Harry so I wanted to protect you! You don't deserve to be hurt or paraded like a trophy, I wanted to keep you for my eyes only. So that I only had the joys of looking at your naked body, your curves and your arse. I wanted to be the only one to have thought about kissing you and playing with your hair, but I couldn't save you. Or protect you, so I got angry." He spoke his words reeling off and with every word he spoke Harry's smile grew, by the time Louis finished his sentence Harry's lips came crashing into his, unmercifully and rough. The hunger behind the kiss was so evident and yet it was full of passion. Harry pulled back and looked at Louis smiling.
"I want us to be like Bella and Edward..."
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