It took two days for another call. Harry stared at his phone, waiting for this mystery person to call him. He was driving in his car alone when the hone rang
"Hello?"
"Hello, Harry."
"Hi." Harry squeaked
"Do you want to know what I'll release to the public is?" Harry said nothing "Okay. I have a lovely picture that's nice and up close of you and Louis kissing."
"Liar."
"break up with Louis."
"No."
"Goodbye. Mr. Styles." And the line dropped dead.
He hurriedly went onto twitter and waited for the picture to spread...like wildfire. He watched as his life was broadcasted to every corner of the globe. He wondered what word choice people would use this time...
Fag.
Disgusting.
Repulsive.
Whore.
The words wrenched his heart as tears spilled down his cheeks.
Louis called. He ignored. He drove home. He cried himself to sleep
*The next day, on the set of Live!Arizona News*
Dan and Kelly sat down to begin the show
"Good morning, Arizona! Its a lovely Saturday evening but, not so lovely for band member, Harry Styles. Two personal things have been released to the public."
"One was apparently a Domestic Abuse Form for his friend Louis Tomlinson, and the abuser turned out to be him." A picture was shown on the screen. Louis damaged face, knuckle imprints, blood...
"And the second one was a picture of him kissing Louis Tomlinson, right on a sidewalk in lovely Doncaster!"
Harry sat watching the broadcast on youtube on his computer. The picture that came up was practically centimeters away from his face. Who had such a great view?....No way....
*Two days later, at the flat*
Harry was curled into Louis side, after having cried for three hours straight. Louis gently combed through his hair and smiled at how beautiful he was. But then Harry let out another sob, sounding even more heartbreaking than the rest, causing Louis to hold him tighter.
"I just can't do this anymore, Lou." A memory hit him like a bus right then.
*Flashback*
Louis just got home from snother day out with Eleanor, and he wanted to curl up with Harry, badly.
"Harry, I'm home!!" He yelled out and raced to their bedroom, only to find a body that suddenly looked so small, curled and tangled in the sheets.
"Hazza!"
"B-Boobear" Harry curled even tighter and sobbed. Louis lifted him into his arms immediately. Harry handed him his phone and Louis scrolled through the feed.
"Larry is bullshit, Lou said so himself."
"Harry, Louis will never love you so stop being such a homo."
"I just can't do this anymore, Lou." Harry said brokenly
"Yes you can! You can because you're my little trooper. You're so tough and I'm here for you." Harry slowly nodded and allowed Louis to peck his lips and bathe him.
*End of flashback*