I entangled my hands into Harry's curly locks. "Harry! I'm back!" I heard Phoebe say coming up the stairs I didn't want to stop but I had too. He stroked my cheek and pecked me on the cheek. We straighten up to make it seem like we were just talking. "Lou, I want you start eating again, and don't think about purging either." Harry told me. "Ok.. I will." I smiled. Phoebe came in. "What are you two doing?" She asked. "Nothing, I was just giving Louis here a lecture about football and stuff." Harry quickly lied. "Well.. whatever. C'mon Harry, let's cook nachos." Phoebe took Harry's hand. I watched as Harry was being pulled away from me. He turned around and gave me a apologetic smile. I smiled back. I touched my lips, they tingled from my first kiss. With a boy. Thirty minutes later, I went downstairs. "Here your plate's ready." Harry handed mine. I smiled big this time. For the first time in almost two years I felt extremely happy. I sat in my room eating my food alone as usual. Beep! Beep! I looked over at my camera and someone was trying to Skype me. I answered it. I was surprised to see my three sisters. "Hiiii Lou!!!" They said. "Hey I missed you." I smiled. They wanted to know where was Phoebe I told them she was. "Hey girls lemme talk to Boobear alone ok? Go play with Hunter." Charlotte said. "Ok! Hunter!" They chanted. "Who's Hunter?" I asked. Yeah anyway let's cut to.the chase." Lottie said. "Ok..." I trailed off. "So.. how's dad?" She asked. "Um.. wish he had better days and he's still mourning over.. Mum.." I mumbled. "Oh.. how are you?" She asked looking me in the eye. I didn't know what to tell her; oh Charlotte Dad's abusive, and I get beat up at school by some jocks, and guess what I'm anorexic! Ana is a life destroyer! Oh I think I maybe falling over a jock named Harry Styles, and we kissed. Yay! No I couldn't tell her that, even if she's my own whole sister. "I'm doing fine." I smiled and lied. "Well you're lying because it took you a hell of a long time to answer. Now tell me the real problems." Charlotte said leaning forward. I sighed. "No. I'm doing perfectly fine. And I'm the older one 'memeber?" I said. "Lou I know I'm-" I cut her off by saying that I'm logging off and good night. I finished half my food without purging. I threw the rest out. I sat im room on a Friday night had nothing to do but think about Harry. I sighed. "Dad I'm going to Trina's." I called over my shoulder. Mike didn't answer. -Fifteen Minutes Later- "So you and Harry kissed?!" Trina asked for the tenth time. "Yes Trina Higa we kissed. Ok?" I said trying to stay calm. "Louis! Honey come here please." Mrs. Higa shouted. I came down the stairs. Mrs.Higa was crying. "What.. what happen?" I asked shaking before I knew what the problem was. "Your.. father.. he.. committed... suicide.." She said crying. I was frozen in place. Tears rolled silently down my cheeks. I ran into the cold and ran home. Police cars and the hospital crew was there. I pushed passed everyone. "Dad! Dad!" I shouted. They had him on the roller thingy. I pulled the sheet of off him. "No! No! No! No!" I cried. I kissed his cheeks and everything. "Son you can't touch him!" A officer said. "FUCK YOU! HE'S MY FATHER!" I shouted. "Louis!" I heard Phoebe call my name. I rushed to her. "I.. I.." She cried in my shoulder. I rubbed her back. ~*~ Phoebe went Aunt Mattie's house for two weeks. I'm by myself except that Harry visits everyday. I didn't go to, I didn't want anyone to see me looked all screwed up. Knock! Knock! "Come in." I forced the words out. The door opened and closed. I heard footsteps approaching the den. "Hey Lou." Harry sat beside me. "Hey Hazza." I murmured. I snuggled against Harry. He his arm around my shoulders. "Where's Phoebe?" He asked. "She packed her things and moved to live with our Aunt Mattie." I mumbled. "Oh..." Harry sighed. "Can you move in with me? I don't wanna be alone!" I pulled on his blazer. "Yes. I will move in with you. Just lemme tell my Mum." He smiled and kissed my forehead.

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I'm Used To It.
FanfictionLouis Tomlinson suffers from a lot. Most of it is from his abusive father after his mother's death. Then one day at school the captain of the football team Harry Styles notice his bruise after him and his wings beated and bullied him. "I'm Used To I...