Loving You's The Antidote || l.s. ✓

Chapter 6

As soon as the door shut his uncle turned to him furiously, "the fuck you think you're playing at!? How are we supposed to get money if you're not going to work!?"

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I-" He was cut off by a slap to the face.

"You what?" He challenged.

"P-please don't hurt me, if you do I won't be able to work."

"God you're so fucking irritating. Get out of my house."

"W-what?"

"Just get out of my house. I can't stand being around you. You can come back at 9."

"B-but where will I go?"

"I don't fucking know, do you think I give two shits about that!? Just get out of my fucking house!" He yelled, making Harry stumble backwards.

"Can I please get changed first?" He mumbled, "I don't need to shower, I showered this morning."

"Fine, you have 5 minutes."

Harry scrabbled up the stairs, pulling on a pair of joggers and a hoodie. He had 8 hours to kill, he may as well be comfortable. Plus, it's not like he had any friends so he would be outside in the cold.

He rushed to get out of the house, sighing as he looked around him. The bruises had surprisingly stopped hurting as badly, but they still killed to touch.

He decided the best place to go would be the park, it was usually quiet there. But first he'd visit his mum.

He soon reached her grave, sitting cross-legged in front of it. "Hi mum. Gemma's back. Well only for a few days then she'll be going again. I just wish she would stay around. I need someone. Things haven't been good at the moment. Zayn beat me up and I threw up. Louis and Liam took me back to Louis's because his mum's a nurse. She's really nice actually, I think you and her would be friends. I hope you don't mind but I'm going to sit here for a while."

Harry paused, looking around.

"Uncle John kicked me out until 9 pm. He said I was annoying him. I know I promised you I'd stay strong mummy, but I'm finding it really hard. I just want you to be here with me. I wish you'd come back."

Jay watched from the other side of the graveyard. She had been passing through when she spotted the familiar head of curls perched in front of a grave. She watched as he talked and talked to the gravestone, probably telling them about his past few days.

She sighed as he wept, wishing she could find a way to help the poor boy. She couldn't help but wonder who lay in that grave as she walked back to work.

//

"I'm home my darlings!" Jay called out as she placed her shopping bags on the kitchen island.

Louis immediately rushed over to help put the shopping away.

"I saw Harry in the graveyard today." She told Louis absent-mindedly.

"Oh? What was he doing?"

"He was talking to one of the gravestones."

"What? That's so weird." Louis frowned, shaking his head. "Who talks to a gravestone?"

"People do you know. It's a normal thing to do."

"But why?"

"Well, the person isn't alive anymore so they can't talk to them physically, but they can talk to them like that."

Louis shrugged, he was sure that wasn't a normal thing to do. "Who's grave was it?"

"I don't know, no idea. Oh, I have to go and pick something up from the post office. I'll go now quickly."

"Alright. Is it okay if I have Zayn and Liam over?"

"Of course sweetheart. I'll be back in half an hour." She kissed the top of his head.

"Okay, bye mum."

//

Jay decided to walk through the park on her way back home in order to take a short cut. She paused as she say the boy from earlier, crying into his hands as he sat by the pond.

"Harry love?" Jay stood behind him, making him jump.

"H-hi." He hiccuped, wiping his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"N-nothing."

"Oh don't give me any of that shit." She sat down next to him. "What are you doing out here? It's freezing."

"I'm locked out of my house." He told her.

"Come home with me until someone gets home. You can't be out here without a coat, you'll catch your death."

"It's okay." He sniffled, "thank you though."

"Come on, I'm not asking you. You're coming home with me."