I am so sorry for taking forever to update this fic! Here's chapter two and I hope you like it!

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Louis shut the door and walked up to the porch where his mother was waiting for him. The headlights of Harry's car were on them for a second, then both of them watched the nice car drive away. Once he was gone, Louis looked down at the ground, following his mother when she walked into the house. She was wearing her pajamas and had on an old wool sweater, the buttons showing signs of having been sewed back on way too many times. Her dark long hair was on a long side braid over her thin frail shoulders and her tired blue eyes were focused on him.

"Where were you? Who was that man?" She asked him, those blue eyes filled with sadness yet they were judgemental.

"He just gave me a ride from work. It was cold and raining, ma." Louis told her, not moving from his spot as she observed him.

"Be careful." She finally told him, "He's not from around him, I could tell. His kind only want one thing from boys like you, don't fall for it."

"It was just a ride." Louis sighed.

"Your father just walked me home too." She got closer, placing her cold hand on Louis' left cheek, "Now look at us. I– I left dinner for you in the fridge." She dropped her hand, then wrapped her arm around herself once again.

"I found a job." Louis changed the subject.

"Where?" Jay asked him. She paid extra attention to her son, wanting to know where he was going to be all day and with who.

"The diner. Zayn needed someone and luckily I was there." Louis smiled. "The girls?"

"Already in bed, but the twins are waiting for you like always." Jay told him as she grabbed the plate from the fridge.

"I'll go see them then I'll come down to eat." Louis gave her a quick kiss on the cheek then ran upstairs.

The house only had three bedrooms. Louis had his own while his two younger sisters shared another one and the youngest ones, the twins Daisy and Phoebe, shared a bedroom with their mother. They were crowded, and the house needed a lot of fixing but there was nothing they could do. He knocked on the closed door, smiling when he heard their giggles. He opened the door and found Daisy jumping into the bed, then Phoebe trying to cover her with the blanket.

"Lou!" Phoebe was fast to get up, running straight into her big brother's open arms.

"Hello, my marshmallow." Louis hugged her and kissed the top of her head, extending his arm out so Daisy could take it. That's when he hugged them both and kissed Daisy's head.

"I missed you. Where were you?" Daisy asked.

"I was working, cookie. I finally found a job." Louis happily gave them the news.

"Does that mean I can have a new backpack? Phoebe asked, "My old one ripped and mommy tried to fix it but it ripped again."

"When I get paid, that's the first thing we're gonna go buy. We also have to buy new shoes for Lottie and a new skirt for Fizzy. And.." Louis paused and looked at his sisters with the biggest smile.

"What!?" Both Daisy and Phoebe shouted. Closing their mouths when Louis motioned for them to be quiet.

"We're going to buy a present for mommy, but you have to keep it a secret or it won't be a surprise anymore." Louis looked at them with wide blue eyes, fighting a smile when their eyes widened just like his.

"What are we going to get her?" Daisy asked.

"I think..." Phoebe paused, "I think a new sweater. She loves her sweater but she needs a new and warmer one."

"We can get her that." Louis promised, "But for now, you have to go to bed. You have school tomorrow and you have to be well rested."

"Can you tell us a story?" Phoebe asked.

"About guardian angels." Daisy demanded.

"Which one?" Louis asked.

"About the one who watches over us." Daisy continued.

"Okay okay." Louis chuckled, "Once upon a time there was an angel named...Harold." Louis paused, trying to remember one of the angels from the bible.

"He was the kindest of them all...and God's favorite." Louis looked away when he was having trouble coming up with ideas.

"Why was he His favorite? Phoebe asked with wide eyes.

"Because he was kind and he loved God's children, he was their guardian angel and he protected them from harm. He made sure they were always safe, and if they were in danger, he would always save them." Louis told them, about to continue their story when their mother walked in.

"Lou, dinner's going to get cold." She told him, then looked at her daughters, "Girls, story time can wait. Lou needs to eat a warm dinner."

"I'll be right back." Louis promised them.

Before going down to eat, Louis checked on Lottie and Fizzy, finding them already asleep since they had to get up early the next day. He closed the door trying to be as quiet as he could then made his way to the kitchen to eat. It wasn't much, but it was enough to keep him from starving. As he ate, he couldn't stop thinking about the man with the kind green eyes that had given him a ride.

He grimaced as he chewed the beans, feeling bad for thinking they weren't good. He ignored it when Harry popped into his head again, how he had offered to give him a ride as long as he was in town. It made him feel sort of uneasy, but it gave him hope. Why? He couldn't answer that, he didn't know why. When he was done with his food, he washed the dishes he had used then made his way upstairs to take a shower. That night he had the most peaceful sleep ever, with no dreams at all, not even a nightmare.

The next day when he walked out of his house, he stopped in his tracks when he saw Harry's car already parked in his small driveway. He wrapped his arms around himself when Harry got out of the car and smiled at him. He was wearing the most expensive clothes Louis had ever seen while he was wearing a pair of old jeans and a red shirt.

"Good morning, Louis." Harry smiled.

"Good morning." Louis shyly greeted him, "Y– You didn't have to come get me. It's too early."

"And I told you it's no problem. The diner is on my way to work." Harry told him.

Louis watched him walk around the front of the car to the passengers side where he opened the door and waited for Louis to get in. Louis looked at his house one more time then up at the sky where the sun was already heating up everything. Part of him found Harry to be a creep, someone he should be wary of, someone who he should avoid at all costs. But his kind green eyes, those eyes that Louis could not stop looking at. No one had ever had eyes as sincere as Harry did. Harry was overall angelic, and no matter how hard Louis tried to find an explanation he just couldn't find one.

"Thank you." Louis sincerely told him.

He slowly got in the car, almost bumping into Harry when he moved to give him some space. Harry grabbed him by the waist to keep him from falling, making Louis blush a deep red. He blushed more when the front door of his house opened and Lottie walked out with a white plastic trash bag. She stopped and stared at them, blushing when she saw Harry and her brother, even more when she looked down at her Hello Kitty pajamas. The pants were a bit short on her but they kept her warm at night.

"Uh– Hi!" She squeaked.

"Hello." Harry smiled, glancing between Louis and the child who couldn't be older than fifteen.

"Are you Lou's boyfriend?" She asked, taking a step closer to the pair.

"No, he's just giving me a ride." Louis quickly answered, taking a step away from Harry who let go of him, "What are you doing? You're supposed to be getting ready for school."

"Mom wanted me to take out the trash." She shrugged, and with one last smile to Harry she walked away to throw the trash bag into the trash can placed on the side of the house.

She grinned at them and waved goodbye before going inside the house, slamming the front door shut like she always did. Louis quickly got in the car, letting Harry close the door then watched him walk to the other side. The drive to the diner was silent, but a comfortable silence. When they made it there, Louis said a quick thank you and got out of the car, never noticing Harry walking behind him.

"Heard breakfast here is good." Harry told Louis as soon as the blue eyed boy noticed him.

"It is." Louis told him.

Louis ignored the looks Niall was giving him as he made his way into the kitchen, bumping into someone on his way there. He looked up and smiled at Adam, saying a quick excuse me before going to the back to put his stuff away. He could feel someone looking at him and when he looked up he found Adam staring at him. It was no secret that he had a thing for Louis, and at some point Louis had liked him too but never made a move when he simply didn't have time. When Adam never made one either, Louis left it at that and moved on. He was a handsome man, with black hair and amber eyes, only three years older than Louis.

"Good morning, Louis." Zayn greeted him when he walked in holding a storage file box, setting it down on the floor to get his keys and open his office, "How are you? How's Jay and the girls."

"Good morning." Louis smiled, "They're doing great."

"I'm glad." Zayn genuinely said, "Liam says hi by the way, he hasn't been able to come by. Still out of town." He sighed.

"Is his dad doing better?" Louis asked.

"He is, he was allowed to leave the hospital today. We're all just thankful he got out of that car crash alive." Zayn said, finally opening the door. "He's supposed to come back tomorrow night."

He bent down to grab the box and when he did, he looked one more time at Louis with a serious expression, "Listen, those assholes come in here everyday for breakfast. If one of them starts bothering you, you let me know right away."

"I will." Louis nodded.

When Zayn walked into his office, Louis let out a loud sigh and leaned against the row of small lockers. He knew who Zayn was talking about and he was already dreading going out there. Louis had known them forever, and they had always bothered people like him. People who didn't have much when people like them had everything they wanted. He took a deep breath and tied the apron around his waist before grabbing one of the writing pads and a pen.

He found Harry still looking at his menu, and slowly made his way to him but not before seeing them already sitting in a booth a few feet away from Harry's table. He ignored when they were being obnoxious and it wasn't seven am yet.

"Hi." Louis smiled, "Are you ready to order?"

"I am. I'll just have the combo." Harry closed the menu and gave it to Louis, looking up when someone started shouting.

"Hey Tomlinson! I don't have all day, some of us have a decent job to get to." A tall and blonde, green eyed man shouted.

Louis' cheek's turned red at the same time Harry tensed up. He looked at the man, unable to feel anything else but pity. He was a hundred percent sure he already had a special place in hell reserved just for him.

"I'll be right back with your order." Louis told him.

"Stay away from him." Harry looked at Louis, sending shivers down his spine, "He's not a good person, never has been."

"How would you know that?" Louis cocked his hip out, genuinely curious at the man's statement.

Harry raised a brow, and for a moment Louis could see the sadness on his features but wasn't sure if what he had seen was right when Harry looked away.

"It's not hard to tell. He's not a good person." He clenched one of his hands in a fist.

"Chris is rude, but I don't think he'll hurt someone just because." Louis explained, starting to feel comfortable around Harry.

"You never know." Harry shrugged, lifting one of the salt shakers, "He wouldn't have a long time ago, but nothing is ever set in stone. Things can change with the simple flick of the wrist."

He looked at it and started playing with it, passing it from one hand to the other and for some reason the act seemed to put Louis in a trance. He finally looked away and over to Chris where a man with long brown hair, and features similar to Harry's, was now sitting too close to him. The man noticed him and a sinister grin slowly formed on his lips before his eerie green eyes flashed red. Louis wanted to scream but no sound would come out, especially when the man licked Chris' cheek and he seemed unaffected. As if the man wasn't there touching him in the first place.

"Are you okay?"

Louis snapped out of it, startling when Harry was now standing next to him. Louis looked over at Chris again, finding him and his friend staring at him. The man now long gone, but that didn't make Louis feel any better when he felt cold.

"I– I'm okay." Louis forced a smile, "I'll be right back with your order."

He took a step back then hurried back to the kitchen to leave the order. He stopped by the door and leaned against it, still trying to even out his breathing. His heart was still beating too fast, but he paid no attention to it when he had to get back to work. He slowly made his way back to the restaurant, pot of coffee and a mug in his hands for Harry's coffee. As soon as he had served him his coffee, he slowly made his way to Chris' table already knowing he was going to give him hell.

"May I take your order?"

"Took you long enough." Chris rolled his eyes, "I'll have the special."

"I'll have the pancakes." Bryan closed the menu and gave it to Louis, unlike Chris who almost threw it at him.

Louis walked away from them as fast as he could, only to have to go back to give Harry his food. He spent the rest of the morning that way, receiving a good tip from Harry and nothing from Chris and his friend. That didn't bother him when he just wanted them gone. He spent the rest of the day like that, getting small breaks and a longer one during lunch time where he and Niall ate together sitting on a table near the kitchen.

"So what's up with you and that dude?" Niall asked.

"What dude?" Louis kept his gaze on his food.

"The one from last night. I saw you getting out of his car this morning." Niall gently kicked his shin to make him look at him.

"He just gave me a ride last night and this morning, nothing else. He's a good man." Louis shrugged.

"There's something about him..." Niall trailed off.

"Like what?" Louis leaned forward, curiosity getting the best of him.

"Like– Like he's too good, too nice. No one's like that anymore, no one does a favor without something in return anymore. Be careful, Lou. I wouldn't want anything bad happening to you."

"Nothing bad will happen. I can take care of myself...been doing it for years now." Louis said.

"I know, but I will always keep telling you." Niall gave him a smile as he cleaned up his spot, :I'm gonna go back to work." He groaned a he got up, leaving Louis alone with his thoughts.

Louis looked back at the booth Chris had been sitting on, shivering when he remembered the man that had been sitting next to him. In the end he decided it had been his imagination, no one's eyes glowed red just because. And no one appeared somewhere out of thin air, it just didn't happen.

That didn't keep him from thinking about it all day, not even when Harry showed up to give him a ride back home. Or when the sky seemed like it was going to fall on them due to the heavy rain falling on them.

"He wouldn't have a long time ago, but nothing is ever set in stone. Things can change with the simple flick of the wrist."

Louis woke up startled, his back was wet with sweat as he tried to breathe. He looked around his dark room with wide eyes, doing a double take when he saw a dark figure in the corner of the room. But as fast as he had seen it, it was gone. He shook his head and took his shirt off before going back to sleep, kicking the covers away to let the cool air cool him down. He fell asleep fast after that, having no idea he was being watched.

His green eyes were sad, expressing nothing but sorrow. He only had six days left, no chance to change the course of events. Nothing was ever set in stone, but that didn't mean he could change it now. Not without disobeying. He wasn't one to disobey. 

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