On His Knees ♡ Larry ✔

Chapter ✿ Twenty Four

"A guy payed you double?" Harry huffs, passing Louis a pair of shorts.

"No," Louis speaks softly, rubbing his arm. "I had two guys tonight..."

"At the same time?" Harry pushes the blankets back and sits in bed. "They both-"

"Yes! They did, okay?" Louis snaps, slipping into the shorts Harry had given him, making sure to hide himself under the towel as he does so.

The small boy ruffles his hair with the towel, somewhat drying it before taking it into the bathroom and throwing it in a basket where a couple of other towels are placed.

He limps back to the bed and stiffly gets into it next to Harry. "What is the time?" He asks softly as he lays down.

"Three thirty," Harry mumbles, switching off the lamp. The room turns pitch back, besides from a little light from the moon shining through the curtains. "Are you tired?"

"Not much... Can I ask a question?" They both turn on their sides to face eachother.

"Of course," Harry mumbles, he places his arm over Louis and rubs the boys small back. "What do you want to ask, Lou?"

"Why did you and Lottie fight? I thought everything was going fine."

Harry's breath hitches and he doesn't answer for a few seconds, his mind racing with ways to explain it to Louis. "She wasn't a fan of the fact I got a lap dance... She was worried the girl was prettier than her."

Louis audibly swallows, stilling completely. "Oh."

"I told her it wasn't a girl," Harry can see Louis' eyes widen and the older boy places his hand on Louis' cheek. "I didn't tell her it was you, don't worry, love."

Louis lets out a sigh of relief and pushes himself further towards Harry. "And then?"

"She brought up some stuff I didn't want ever brought up ever again..." Harry mumbles, pushing his fingers through Louis' still slightly damp hair.

"What?" Louis quietens his voice, scared Harry might yell at him. Or get upset.

"Well, when I was in college, something happened to me... And it is the reason why I stopped texting you. Everyone really. My friends took away my phone after they seen my history. They gave it back once I was better, but by then I assumed it was too late, that you wouldn't even remember me or care."

Louis' heart beat quickens and he looks at Harry in utter confusion. "What were you looking up?"

Harry bites his lower lip and he begins to tear up. "I-I was trying to find ways to kill myself... Zayn and Liam knew that if I could, I would have. So after that, they took away my phone so I couldn't look up that stuff anymore and they monitored me until I got on medication."

Louis' breathing becomes chopper and he scoots over and pulls Harry into his arms, a choked sob falling from his lips. "I'm so glad you didn't," Louis cries, holding the sniffling boy as tight as possible. "I couldn't live without my Haz..."

Harry presses a kiss to Louis' cheek, his whole body shaking. "I'm sorry."

Louis pulls away, his vision blurry from tears. "You have no reason to be sorry Harry! None at all... But, why would you want to do that?"

"M-my proffeser hurt me," Harry let's out a shaky breath, his hand moving to Louis' arm to hold as he stares blankly at the wall. "More than once."

"Hurt you?" Louis questions, seeming lost.

"The first time, I thought it was normal," Harry breathes out, tears falling form his eyes. "He wanted to speak to me about an assignment we did... H-he took me to his office." Harry sobs and presses his face against Louis' chest. "I should have known to get out of there when he locked the door and by the time I realised what was happening, I couldn't fight him off, I was too weak..."

Louis struggles to keep his breathing even, he knows Harry can feel his heart pounding. He holds onto Harry, gripping onto him like he is afraid he will leave.

"I told Lottie and she didn't believe me... S-so I didn't tell anyone else," Harry's grip on Louis' arm tightens, the small boy whimpering softly, but letting it go. "And it happened again and again... So many times.Until the b-boys were over and thought it'd be funny to search through my history..."

Louis kisses Harry on the head, his lips wet with tears and his heart full of pain for Harry.

"I dropped out after that, was going to bars every night... Lottie couldn't handle it, she dumped me and I got with a guy for a while, just for fun, to try and numb the pain..." Harry sighs, his cheeks red in embarrassment. "But Lottie and I got back together. Obviously. And now I'm here with you."

Louis places his hand over Harry's and Harry loosens the grip, mumbling an apology. Louis then moves both hands on either one of Harry's cheeks and they just stare at eachother for a moment.

"I love you, Harry..."

"I love you too, Lou. So, so much," Harry replies, biting into his lower lip.

"Can I kiss you?" Louis whispers, taking Harry by suprise.

"Please do."

And that is all it takes for Louis to surge forward, capturing Harry's soft lips on his own.

Harry rolls the over so he is on his back, Louis laying on top of them. They kiss slowly and lovingly but desperately at the same time, as if they've both been starved from this moment. And now it is happening, they both can't get enough.

A longer chapter, for an important scene... Are you guys still enjoying this story? xo