*Harrys POV*
It was in that moment I truly understood what unconditional love Is, it is sacrificing every need of yourself for the one you love. It's putting every want or hurt aside and only focusing on your other half. It's even letting go when you don't want to. All you want to do is tie an unbreakable rope around the both of you, so you can never be a part. I didn't want to leave Louis alone in his room, but I needed to deal with Riley.
Niall, Liam and Zayn were all sitting on the sofa in silence. Riley was starting to stir from the place they had dragged him to. They looked my way when they heard my steps coming down the hallway. Niall shot me a worried look as he glanced to a groaning Riley. Liam was next to Zayn with an emotionless expression, he looked to Zayn who gave him a subtle squeeze from where his arms were around his waist.
'You lads should go, before you see my ugly side.' I warned the three, all now looking at me in shock. Zayn went to say something, but Liam stopped him, giving me a nod and pulling him towards the front door. Niall followed shortly, patting me on the back and then walking over Riley to the door.
Riley had managed to pull himself up, so he was slouching against the wall. He was rubbing his eyes and hadn't seen me yet. I took that as my opportunity to march over to him and grab him by his collar, hoisting him roughly up and throwing him towards the living room. He hit the ground harshly and let out a loud yelp.
'WHAT THE FUCK!' He screamed, trying to gain stability as he stood up. He saw me and his face turned a shade of red, presumably from anger. He lunged towards me quickly, too quick for me to react and stuck me across the face. It hurt like a bitch and I knew my lip was busted from the taste of blood in my mouth. However, I didn't react as I was too full of adrenaline to feel it.
'You have no right to be here.' I seethed, spitting the blood onto the floor beside him. I threw a hard punch his way, knocking him senseless for a few seconds and again gripping his collar. He tried to strike my face but my free had caught him, spinning him around and pushing him face first against the wall. He groaned and struggled against my hold.
'I'll break your fucking arm.' I promised him; my tone uneasily calm. He struggled again, ignoring my promise. So, I followed through, twisting his arm fully up right until I heard a snap and him scream in agony. I didn't feel bad for what I had done, he deserved it for what he did to my Lou.
Riley dropped to the floor with a loud thud, clutching his limp arm. He reached out and yanked my leg causing me to tumble to the ground. I hit the back of my head on the coffee table, splitting it open so blood was now pouring out. My vision went blurry for a moment, but it quickly came back. Riley had gotten on top of me, straddling my waist, pinning my arms by my sides with his knees. His eyes had turned animalistic as he repeatedly punched my face with his good arm. I screamed for him to stop as my nose cracked multiple times. He struck my left eyebrow, busting it open with the third hit.
He slowed down after a while. The pain from my face and weight on my body rendered me useless. I started to cry because of the immense discomfort. My face covered in a mixture of my blood and Riley's blood, I couldn't see properly because of my eyes swelling like balloons. My hair had become matted from the blood that had ran into it and my jaw now violently bruised. My breathing was heavy and laboured as I tried to calm down.
'Now, where is that slut? It's his turn.' Riley said, wiping his nose and looking over to Louis' closed bedroom door. A sob escaped my body as the thought of what had just happen to me, happening to Louis or possibly something far worse. That seemed to trigger something in me as I used all my strength to push Riley off of me and pin him to the floor, applying pressure to his broken arm. He yelled out and I pushed on him more. I pulled back and hit him with all my strength, his head flew back giving him whiplash. He scrambled to his feet, but I was quick to wrap my hands around his head and bring his face to my knee. I took his moment of weakness to give another blow to his stomach to which he gasped as all the air was knocked out of him. He dropped to one knee trying to gain his breath.
'Come here again or go near Louis, I won't think twice about killing you.' I whispered into his ear, dragging him by his hair to the door where I left him and slammed it in his face.
It was only when I had walked into the kitchen for a glass of water did my fear kick in. I started shaking uncontrollably, tears pooled and the burst from my swollen eyes. The glass slipped from my hands, smashing into tiny fragments across the floor. I flinched at the loud noise and only hopped Louis didn't hear it. I slid down the cabinets and landed on the cold floor. With my knees pulled into my chest, I let myself cry.
After a few minutes of crying I pulled myself from the floor and cleaned up the smashed glass. I also cleaned the blood from the floor in the living room and the little bit by the front door which had dripped from my knuckles. My mind racing with thought of if Louis was okay and what if Riley did come back. I didn't like this violet side of me, it was part of my past I would like to forget, but if Louis was in danger I would do anything to keep him safe. I decided to go and clean myself up in the bathroom once everything else was tidy.
My hands were throbbing and red with blood. My knuckles split open just like my eyebrow and lip. I didn't recognise the man I saw in the bathroom mirror. My eyes were swollen almost shut and the dried blood around my face was now starting to crack. I reached out and grabbed the hand towel from the rack and ran it under the cold tap. Once it was wet I ran it over my face, wincing at the contact on my raw skin. The blood took longer to come off and when it did, I was left with blue, green and purple patches littered across my face.
'Fuck.' I whispered to no one in particular. I made the decision to take a shower before I went to Louis. The warm water running down my body, stinging the more tender parts. The cherry scented soap reminded me of Louis. Reminded me of his smile, his delicate touch and his hopeful smile. Louis seemed to be the single most hopeful person I had ever met. It made me smile to think about it. But when I looked down to the floor of the shower, the dried blood that was now washing off and down the drain, brought me out of my thoughts.
The water was now running clear down the drain, so I switched the shower off. Once dried and dressed I took another look at myself in the mirror. The bruising wasn't so bad, and the swelling had gone down a bit. My busted lip and eyebrow had stopped bleeding and so had my knuckles. The crusty blood was now out of my hair and off of my face. I tied my wet hair back into a bun and gave my face another splash with cold water. I sent a text to the others saying everything was sorted and it was okay for them to all come back and still stay the night. They replied not even a minute later and told me they were on their way.
Niall was the first one through the apartment door. I kept my head down so they wouldn't see my face. Zayn and Liam settled on the long sofa whilst Niall took to the recliner. They waited for me to join them and I did, 10 minutes later with a cup of tea. Liam's eyes widened and his mouth dropped as he took his first look at me, followed by Zayn then Niall.
'Oh. My. God.' They exclaimed in unison.
'I beat the shit out of Riley. Riley beat the shit out of me. I then beat the shit out of Riley again.' I told them with a shrug, wincing slight from the movement.
'W-Where is he?' Niall asked, still in shock.
'Don't know, don't care.' I replied nonchalantly. Zayn and Liam yet to say something.
'Look, lads, Louis was in danger and I handled it. I'll explain in detail tomorrow but right now I'm going to check on Lou and then I'm heading to bed. I suggest you all do the same.' with that I got up and said my goodnights heading to Louis' bedroom. I was the only one with the key to Louis' bedroom so I knew he would be safe in there.
'Lou..?' I whispered softly. I got no reply and opened the door wider. The lights were off meaning it was pitch black. I navigated my way to Louis' bed in the dark, accidently stubbing my toe on the edge of the bed.
'Shit.' I hissed out because of the pain. I bent down to hold my toe trying to subside the feeling, hoping around like an idiot.
'H-Harry?' a small whisper came from the bed, my head shot up and the pain immediately forgotten.
'Is that you?' he spoke again, his voice laced with uncertainty and worry.
'Yea, Lou. Its me.' I got into the other side of his bed and pulled him close. He froze from my touch but then quickly relaxed and breathed in. He buried himself and deep as possible into my chest and fisted at my shirt.
'You smell nice.' He told me, tiredness obviously clouding his judgment. A light blush formed on my face; I was thankful for the darkness. He yawned against my neck and nestled his face in my hair. His closeness making my heart race and for some reason I felt nervous. Louis hands had moved and were now placed on my stomach, he had tangled his legs with mine, as if he was clinging to me for dear life. I wrapped my arms even tighter around him, pulling him on top of me. He let out a small gasp but soon relaxed as he buried himself back in my neck.
'Please s-stay with me.' He asked shyly looking back into my eyes. In the light from the moon that shone in through the window, I got a glimpse of how truly broken Louis was. All he had ever wanted was to be safe and taken care of. My heart hurt from knowing Louis had never gotten this. I would do the most to make sure that from now on, I would be the one to make him smile, to make him laugh and to keep him safe.
'Always.' I assured him. And that's how we feel asleep. Louis on top of me so our chests were touching, one of his legs between mine and the other on the outside, his arms draped on each side of me. My arms hugging him securely.
Hey guys, I hope your all liking the story so far, leave a comment on what you think about Harry and Louis' relationship. treat people with kindness,
-K