Exception (Harry Styles)

Chapter 24

"Can you put on some clothes at least?" I joke as I put my clothes in his dirty clothes basket. "Nope, you should know that by now." He replies smugly and eats a chicken leg.

I roll my eyes, it's not the first time, Louis has a habit of walking around in boxers, it doesn't bother me anymore, it's whatever now, trying to get Louis to do something or behave is like teaching a dog to fly, it just doesn't happen.

I walk over and sit up beside him as he hands me my plate. We sit there and eat, laughing on and off at the TV show in front of us.

"I see you still have on his necklace." Louis points out after he drinks some of his soda.

"Yeah, I like it." I reply honestly.

"Yeah I can tell, I didn't know Harry had a side to him like that. The little bit I have been around him, he seemed kind of bitter."

"Well, there's a lot you don't know." And a lot I don't know either. My mind tells me.

Louis leaves it at that, asking me if I would take the plates downstairs after I got done while he got a shower. I agreed and watched as he went to the bathroom to get a shower. After I got done I went down to the kitchen, smiling at his mom who was sitting on the couch reading a book. I wasn't uncomfortable here, this was like my second home, some days I wish it was my home, but of course I know that couldn't happen.

After I put the scraps in the trash, and the plates and utensils in the sink I hurried back to Louis' room. I look at the time, realizing it is already 10:30pm. I yawn and sigh as the fact that I will probably get punished for this when I finally go back home, but I push that aside as I lay down on the side of the bed I normally sleep on when I am over.

I was half way asleep when I heard the bathroom door open. I crack my eyes open slightly just enough to see Louis come out in boxers before slipping on gym shorts and shuffling over to the bed. I smile slightly when I hear him whisper a goodnight. I soon fell into a soft sleep dreaming about emerald colored eyes.

Harry's POV

Help! No! Stop! Harry please help me! I jump up and run through the never ending hallway. I feel like the door, where the all too familiar screaming is coming from, keeps getting further and further away as I run as fast as I can. The faster I run, the further away the door gets.

Finally I make it and sling the door open. My sister, Gemma, is screaming desperately for me. Her screams are muffled under the hand of an all too familiar man. I take in the scene once again as it is burned into my brain from all those days ago. My mum's words still repeat in my mind.

"I love you son, I'll be back in a week. Protect your sister and those you love. I love you."

I lunge forward. "Leave her alone!" I yell as I push the bastard away from my sister. I succeed at first, but find myself under his grip.

"Now you will learn discipline my son." He spits. Gemma stares at me from her position on the couch. Her shirt is ripped and her hands and legs tied so she can't get up to do anything.

"You can't do this!" I yell. As soon as the words left my mouth I feel a stinging pain shoot through my face.

Yell after yell.

Punch after punch.

Kick after kick.

I can't do it. I can't handle this anymore. I'm going to pass out.

"Worthless, useless, cowardly piece of shit! That's all you will ever be! No one could love a kid like you! Your mom would be ashamed, she never loved you!"