I Won't Give Up (A Larry Stylinson AU)

"I won't give up on us, even if the skies get rough, I'm giving you all my love." Everything changed once Louis turned 13 and if it wasn't for that one person that didn't ever give up on him, he wouldn't even be alive today. (or the one where Louis is a hybrid and Harry never gave up on him. ) *Warning: due to language, abuse and sexual content* This is not mine I find this on the internet!! Thank you I hope you enjoy!!

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3. Chapter 2

Louis POV

I mentally groan as I wake, regretting to go to school today; well I do this every day.

I stretch and winch at the fresh bruise on my back that my father gave me last night.

I finally get the mental capacity to realize that I really need to get up and get to school.

I walk over to my wardrobe and slip on a t-shirt and beanie.

"LOUIS HARRY IS HERE!" my mother shouts out through the house.

Harry.

Ugghh, why must I be in love with my best friend?

Sigh.

I walk in to the bathroom, and look at my reflection.

Fuck, this is going to be hard to cover.

I hear a knock at the door.

"Come in." I look up and I see Harry.

"Ohh, Louis." He comes over and opens his arms. I fall into them and just break out in broken sobs.

It amazes me how every time he just lets me cry and cry until I can't anymore.

After about 5 minutes, I look up to Harry.

We just stare at each other, until I cough and we both look away.

"Alright Lou, let's get you fixed up and we can get to school, yeah?" I nod and he kisses the top of my heart. My heart just melted, yeah, I should be dead right now.

Harry POV

Really, why can't his mom just leave his father!?

I can't stand what is happening to him.

I understand that they don't want to press charges because he has friends, BIG friends who would make their lives a living hell. But, I would have dumped his ass a long time ago.

Louis gets up on the counter as I apply the makeup to his face, waterproof, to make sure no one knows about this.

I just wish I knew what makes his father do all of this to his son, like seriously he has to be some sick bastard. Louis is just too sweet and caring to hurt a fly, so why would someone want to hurt him.

It takes 10 minutes to fully finish.

"Now, show me your back and stomach." He groans, but gets off the counter and lifts his shirt.

The bruises, I go over and touch them and he winces so I stop.

"Now, wrists and thighs." Yes this is our morning routine, making sure that he hasn't resulted to, again, harming himself.

He turns over his wrists and I sigh, thank god. Looking at one scar in particular, the biggest, and deepest cut of all. I really don't want a repeat of what happened a few years ago. I sadly can never break it out of my head.

I was going over to Lou's house for a project, when I knocked on the door but no one answered. I opened the door, "Lou?"

I waited, but didn't hear anything.

I start heading towards his room, and I hear violent sobs.

"Why? Why must everyone be so mean to me?! I may be gay, but I'm still the same Louis."

I am heartbroken, why would anyone want to do anything to Louis, he is the sweetest person you could ever meet.

I stay outside the door, until the sobs stop.

Thinking everything is ok, I knock on the door, "Lou?"

I don't hear anything and I panic.

I open the door.

What I saw, will never go away.

There on the floor in a pool of blood passed out, was my best mate, Louis.

"Shit!" I run over, and I smack his cheek lightly, "Louis, can you hear me?"

"Haz-help..." with that he passes out.

"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit." I grab a shirt and press it against his wrist.

I dig into my pocket and get out my phone.

I dial a number, the only number I was told to call when something went wrong. I can't even call the hospital, and I have no reason why.

I manage to tell Mrs. Tomlinson through my broken sobs what has happened to Louis, and she is her with assistants in literally 5 minutes.

"Why don't we take him to the hospital?"

"Can't..."

"Why?"

"I wish I can tell you, you have to wait to hear it from Louis. It's not my place to tell. Alright." I nod.

That night I don't leave Lou's side, not leaving only when I need to pee.

He was knocked out for days.

I was fast asleep when I felt rustling next to me in the bed.

"Harry...what...happened....?"Lou said as he was very confused.

"Umm...well I came over to see if you wanted to start the project, and I found you in a pool of your own blood...Why? Why Louis? Why would you result to such a thing?" I say now as tears are spilling from my eyes.

"Everyone doesn't understand me. Yeah whenever you are around me no one ever dares come nears me. But, once you're gone it all starts. Then I get home to more with my father. I just couldn't take it anymore. I just wanted everything to be over. I know I wasn't thinking, but at the time it felt right."Louis said tears spilling out from his eyes as well, so I do what best mates do, let their broken friend cry in their arms all night until he was fast asleep on my chest.

"Louis, please promise me you will never do this again, please I don't think I can make it without you. Please"

Louis mumbled a sleepy response.

Ever since that faithful day 3 years ago, I make sure he knows he's loved. I check to make sure he hasn't cut himself or burned himself. I even make sure we have all classes together so I can make sure people leave him alone. As of right now everything is going fine. I hope.

I just want to know the big secret he has been hiding, I don't ask, I just wait until he is ready for him to tell me. And I will patiently wait, even if it takes forever.

"Haz? Hello earth to Harry...Still in there?" Louis says waving his hands in front of my face.

"Yeah, m'fine. Now put on pants so we can finally get to school."

He looks up and nods.

I leave the house and get in my car.

The same routine for 3 years, why change it?

We make it to school, and I put my arm around his shoulders.

"Hey everyone it's the fag twins!"

"Ohh Fuck off Zayn!"

"Not until you admit that you have feelings for princess over there."

"In your dreams." I feel Louis shutter beside me.

"Now, Louis isn't there something you want to tell Miss Harry?" Louis shakes his head.

"That's it. I've had it, why can't you ever leave us alone? What have we ever done to you?" Zayn just stands their flabbergasted, "That's what I thought, and we have done nothing. Absolutely nothing. What happened? All of us used to be the best of friends, why did it change?"

"Because of gay-boy over there."

"Don't blame it on him Zayn, you my friend, wait ex-friend, are in-denial. You choose to pick on Louis, who is out with his sexuality, because you are hiding deep secret. Want me to say it, or shall you do the honors?"

"Don't.You.Even.Dare.Styles."

"You.Are.Gay." With that he lunged and punched me right in the face.

"MR. MALIK! MY OFFICE NOW!" Zayn looks up and sees a very furious looking Principal Ford. Zayn mumbles some profanities under his breath and shutters off to the office.

"Harry you ok?" He asks, I nod.

"Yes, I will just head to the nurse." He nods and walks off.

"Haz are you sure your fine?"

"Yes, now I am not leaving you out of my sight. Let's go get me fixed up."

We spend the rest of the day just sitting in the nurse's office.

Everything was going fine, until the awkward drive home.

I make it to his house.

And he turns his head.

He just stares at me, I cock my head.

"Thank you Harry. For everything."

"No, it's just what I do. No need to thank me."

He nods.

But he keeps on staring at me.

Then he starts to lean in, and I do too.

His eyes flicker to my lips.

It took forever until our lips made contact with one another.

He started to move his lips, so I didn't question it. I closed my eyes and started kissing him back.

I slip out my tongue and he opens his mouth and our tongues wrestle against each other for awhile.

We could have kept going, but we needed to breathe.

I open my eyes, and I look at a red faced Louis looking back at me.

His eyes are sparkling.

"Wow." Was all he said.

"That was.."

"Amazing." He finished for me.

"Alright, I think I need to get going." He goes to open the door.

"Wait!" I grab his wrist and he stops. I pull him forward to plant another kiss on his lips.

"Be my boyfriend?" His eyes widen.

"Yes." I peck his lips and he goes into his house.

Well, this day just got a million times better.

I drive home with the biggest smile on my face. My mind was filled with euphoria.

Finally I can call him mine.

Finally, he is mine.

Finally.

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