Love Me Tender, Love Me Sweet

Lyrik's POV:

I stood there in that kitchen for over 30 minutes. Getting water. I can't get over the danger that was planted in his eyes. I felt like then and there I would have done something that I would have regretted tomorrow. I stood at the sink thinking back to the last time I saw someone look at me like that. It was back 2 years ago. When I met HIM. The man that haunted my nightmares every night. The one that made my soul ache for happiness. but ever since that day I meet HIM it as been nothing but watching out for myself. Every time I turn a corner I have to make sure HE's not there. I have to keep two eyes behind my head just to save my life. I have been nothing but on the alert all these years and I wish it would stop.

When I saw Louis' eyes change I didn't see Louis I saw HIM. The Man of two years ago. I didn't see Louis at all. I thought I was back in my dream. I just hope that it was not Louis that I saw do that. I hope it was my imagination.

I feel cold hands on my shoulders. I jump only to see that it was just Louis behind me. He looks at me with pained eyes as if he was sorry for me. or that he felt, sad. He graded my hands and pulled me into a hug. Why? I don't know. But I liked it. It was nice. I knew he could tell that something was up with me and that I was worried about something.

"What's wrong" He asked at he let go of me. His eyes and light green now. I knew it was my mind playing tricks.

"Yes i'm fine" I said although I know it was a lie. Maybe he didn't

"Ok you don't have to tell me. But it is getting late and I have to go i'll see you at school tomorrow" He said and with that Louis got his things and left.

Again I was left along to be pained by my horrid memories.

=> The Next Day<=

I walked into the school alone. But today felt different. It felt strange. I can't put my finger on it but it didn't feel right. I walked up to my locker and opened it to get my books. Then up came Louis.

"You know I did some research on your behavior last night. And it said that it could be separation anxiety or you could have a memory of something or someone that you are afraid of or hate. They also said that to cope with it you must tell someone because you could be a rape victim. They said that most of them act as if everything is ok but it's not and I-"

"Louis. Stop ok. I'm fine. I can assure you I was never rape and I don't have separation anxiety. I'm just fine sometime being away from my drunk mother is good. I can get things done. Plus I have nothing and no one to be afraid of." I said with a smile. Although that last one was a lie I think I said it ever so convincingly.

Soon the atmosphere in the school began to shift. Everything became gray and dark. It felt like death. It felt as if I was in a horror film. I heard foot steps in a pattern that was all to recognizable for me. *Click Clack ClickClick Click Clack* I was grabbed my the shoulders and swung around.

"Ello love. Miss me"

"Harry!"

Notes

New and Improved chapter 3