Sorry if part 3 and 4 are the same and mixed up. Stupid wattpad. Anyways, I've been wanting to figure out what to write for the chapter, but it took me a while. So here it is!...

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Louis's POV:
*bell rings*
As I was leaving for my next class, my bullies decided to come and pick on me. Great. Their names are Adam and Michael. Adam came first with punching and telling me how worthless and how big of a faggot I was. I doubled over in pain when Michael kicked me back and ribs before they left shouting "see you later fag!".

I already knew that I was late, but decided to go to the washroom to clean up a bit and look somewhat presentable. I left the bathroom knowing it's pointless trying to look any better. When I walked into class, everyone looked at me before getting back to whatever they were doing. Just as I was about to go to my desk, Mr.Styles called me up to his desk. "Louis why were you late and... are you crying?" "J-just sick sir" "So your telling me that you cry when your sick?" I mentally face-palmed at myself for being stupid. "No sir." ""Then please enlighten me as to why you were crying"
"C-can I speak with you after class about it?" "Um...ok?" I quickly scramble back to my seat and started working on whatever we had to do when I realized I was gonna go in deep shit with my dad for being home late if he's actually home.

*after class*

"So louis. Would out like to explain why you came to class late and crying?" Wow him saying my name sounds good. Focus. "Um, yeah. So I was walking t-to my next c-class and these boys were bullying me. Name calling, punching k-kicking..." I kept checking my watch. Dad gets home around 4:30-5:00, so I've got about an hour before he gets home.
"And Mr. Tomlinson, can you tell me the names of these bully's?" my eyes widened "N-n-no sir. I can't! They will make it worse!" I started tearing up. I'm such a idiot! Crying infront of my teacher. I ran out to get away from embarrassment.

I couldn't go anywhere else, so I decided to run home. Bad idea. I saw my dad's car in the driveway, and I could hear moaning coming from inside. Since when did he come home this early with a one night stand? As long as he's not drunk, everything should be ok. He never hurts me infront of one night stands. You couldn't be more wrong louis

I quietly entered the house and slowly slipped upstairs. The disgusting noises becoming louder. Then everything went quest. I quickly went into my room, quietly shut and locked my door, and let out a breath of relief. I was getting started on my homework, when someone started banging on door. I opened the door, only to be met with a punch to the face followed by a few kicks to the stomach and legs. Why me life? Can't you go hate on someone else!?

I checked the time to see that it was only 4:30 and the teachers were probably still there. Maybe Harry's still there. Climbing out of the window, I took off running, well limping and crying, to the school and saw Harry's car was the only one left here. You only know that because you watch him get to school sometimes you stalker, oh shut up will ya!

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Harry's POV

I may or may not have finished wanking to lou when I heard footsteps limping down the hall. What the hell? I thought everyone already left? I was about to get up and check to see who it was when louis ran through the door ( A/N he's a magical unicorn) and collapsed to the ground. I immediately ran to his side to see him looking up at me with pain.

"What happened?"

"It hurts" he cried

"WHAT? WHAT HURTS!?"
(A/N the idiot)

"EVERYTHING HURTS JUST HELP ME"

"Ok um I think I'm gonna need to take you to the hospital"

"NO NO NO PLEASE NO I CAN'T GO TO THE HOSPITAL PLEASE HARRY NO!?"
Ok that's was definitely strange
"Fine I'll just take you back to my house, now I need you to stand up for me"

(Time skipping WEEE AND INTO THE FUTURE WE GO)
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After a lot of struggling and screaming (in pain of course), we got into my car and drove off to my house.

Once we arrived after many whimpers from louis, I carefully opened his door and tried helping him out of the seat, only to have to carry him in as he couldn't walk as well as he did before.
When we got inside,  I set louis down on the coffee table and ran to grab my first aid kit.

I came down with the stuff only to stop when I heard louis whispering something to himself
"I miss you mummy, everyday I wish for you to come back. Dad's been worse, bringing in women all the time and his beatings hurt me so much yet I don't know what I did to deserve them. Please come back soon mum please" oh.

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