Posts by GummiGurl

"But you are. That's what you call someone when they force another person to have sex with them, right? A rapist?" He said, his voice mocking and sarcastic. He reached for Louis, pulling him back and tucking him protectively under his arm. "I could easily have you sent to prison, there's enough marks on him to prove it was against his will. I could have you locked up for quite some time right now, all I have to do is call the police." He spoke, false calmness taking the place of his earlier tone.

"The size of the finger bruises on him wouldn't match mine....who knows? Your DNA might even still be in him." He stated simply, doing his best to comfort his whimpering fiancée while keeping his attention on Zayn. He knew he was pushing it with the DNA thing, but he just really wanted him to leave Louis alone.

"I wouldn't let that happen...Louis has been with twenty four seven since you did that to him and "the people" you're talking about won't be able to get him alone. And, you really believe they would still do it after seeing what happened to you? You think they'd still rape him, knowing that they would be going to jail for a long time?" Harry said.

Harry shoved Zayn off almost as soon as he touched him, pulling Louis closer to his body. "He's not a possession that someone owns, he's a human being. Anyways, he was never "your's" in the first place." He growled.

"He's not anybody's, he's free to do what he wants and pleases. I believe the words you're looking for are, 'Who's he currently in a relationship with', and the answer to that would be me." He replied, his voice tainted with slight mocking but mostly disdain.

"His name's Louis. Not "fag","faggot", or "that boy". But yes...why do you give a shit?" Harry snapped,his jaw clenching after he spoke. He was still glaring at Zayn, his arm draped around Louis's waist out of comfort and protectiveness.

"Oh yeah, positively. Because being in a genuine relationship makes you a prostitute." Harry growled out sarcastically, glancing down at Louis before retuning his distrustful glare to Zayn.

"He'd sell for much more than you if he was a hooker, that's for sure." Harry said spitefully but held back a smirk, not breaking eye contact.

Harry narrowed his eyes, not believing this asshole. "Much better than he'd ever be to you." He snapped, grabbing Louis's hand, attempting to pull him down the hall and away from Zayn.

Harry pulled Louis impossibly closer to his body, his skin feeling like it was crawling. "Why does he even have a thing for you?" He asked having to fight to keep his voice even, unsure if he could even call it a "thing".

"I fucking hate him." Harry seethed, putting his combination into his locker before yanking it open. He got the book he needed out before slamming the door shut, storming off toward his first class.

Harry sighed, biting his lips in frustration. It didn't even occur to him to ask Louis if he was alright, so he turned to him, his eyes softening somewhat. "Are you ok, Boo...I know you hate him, like you said, but you didn't let anything he said get to you, right?" He questioned gently.

Harry sighed and carefully grabbed Louis's wrist, gently pulling him off to the side of the hallway. "Baby, look at me....You're worth so much more than his words, and you shouldn't let him scare you when I'm there. I'm not going to let him hurt you." He murmured softly.

"I know Lou, I love you too." Harry mumbled quietly, lightly rubbing his thumb over Louis's cheekbone. He stepped back slightly creating the smallest amount of space between them, just enough so his lover's face wasn't hidden in his shoulder anymore. He lifted Lou's chin up and lightly brushed his lips over his, not caring if any of the other students saw.

Harry gently pulled away a few seconds later, softly kissing Louis's forehead. "It's ok..." He soothed, then added quietly,"Please stop crying, I hate to see you upset, love."

Harry laughed somewhat, dropping his hand so he could intertwine their fingers. "You're crying because I'm being sweet to you?" He asked with a smile, his other hand going to wrap around Louis's waist again.

"I'm making you feel as beautiful as you are." Harry corrected playfully, nuzzling at Louis's neck. "Now, should we at least attempt to go to class?" He teased fondly.

Harry smiled, trailing behind Louis. "Do you feel ok, then?" He asked cautiously, coming up to walk by his side.

Harry smiled, gently rubbing at Louis's lower back in a loving gesture. He kissed the top of his head as they walked, turning and heading down the hall where their class was.

"Of course, babe. I wouldn't sit anywhere else." Harry answered softly with a grin, taking Louis's hand and leading him to some empty seats in the back of the room.