The Boy who lives on the streets AU. (Larry Stylinson punk, punk Louis)

Chapter 5

Harry's POV.

Wait a second. Louis' lips were on my lips. He was kissing me?! But it was just like second and then Louis pulled away. He didn't look at me. I gulped. "Umm...I-I'm sorry." Louis said. He got up and ran out of the house. I sighed as I looked how Louis ran. What was I thinking about? Now Louis hates me. Yeah I know I didn't know him so well but I had feelings towards him. He was so cute and friendly and he cared about of me. But now I ruined everything. Wait...it was Louis who kissed me?! I didn't ask him to do that and now he just ran off. Why my life have to be so difficult? I got up and walked into my room, jumped on my bed and cried. What was wrong with me? Why didn't Louis like me? 

-2 weeks later-

It has been two weeks. Louis hasn't talked to me at all, He hates me. He didn't kick me out and that was weird. I don't know why he didn't talk to me. It was just simple kiss. It wasn't even kiss! Louis' lips just were on my lips. He didn't move his lips. But why louis didn't talk to me? I just have to believe that no one likes me. No one cares about me. I'm just worthless and useless. I made dinner for Louis. I really didn't feel like eating something. I sighed and walked to my room. I jumped on my bed and closed my eyes. I felt how tears started to roll down my cheeks. Then I cried myself in the sleep like always.

Louis' POV.

Argh. I'm so stupid! I kissed Harry and I don't even know if he is gay! He hates me and he hasn't talked to me in two weeks. I really like Harry. He is so cute and handsome. He is everything. I just want protect him but then I ruined everything by kissing him. I was so stupid! Why I kissed Harry? He was probably terrified. He didn't know me so well and he lived on the streets. I saw scars on his wrists but I didn't ask anything about it. I didn't want to make Harry feel uncomfortable. I wanted to ask something about it but I couldn't. I hope that Harry doesen't do anything stupid to himself...It was my biggest fear. 

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I loved my work. It was perfect. Zayn was making some tattoo to some man, Niall was doing some lipring thing and Liam was reading some book and he was waiting his next customer. I was free and I just thinked everything and nothing. "Hey Lou? What are you thinking so hard?" Niall asked. I snapped my head up and looked at him. He smiled at me. "Nothing." I said. Nial shook his head and looked at me. "Don't lie to me Tomlinson." He said. I laughed a little. "What happened with you and Harry?" Liam asked. I looked at him with shock in my eyes. I gulped. "N-nothing." I lied. Liam sighed and shook his head. "What Niall just said? Don't lie to us." Liam said strenly. I sighed and pressed my face against my hands. "Argh...i kissed him." I said. Niall stared at me with wide eyes. "Who?!" He asked. I sighed. "Santa Claus Niall....Harry. I kissed Harry ofcourse! You jackass." I said. Niall blushed and everyone started to laugh. "So...what's the matter? Why you are so sad about it?" Liam asked. I sighed. "Because I don't even know if he is gay or bi. He probably didn't like it. He don't know me and I was scared that I wouls scare him away...I don't want that to happen. I like him...I relly do like him. But he is so shy and he is broken and he don't trust people. He don't even talk so much." I said. Liam thinked something...hard. He bit his lip. "I think that Harry likes you to. He blushes every time when we talkes about you. I know he is shy and he don't trust people but you have to help him. He really likes you Louis." Liam said.

Does Harry really like me back? I like really like LIKE him. Clock was already so much that I had to go home. I walked towards my home. It's Harry's home to. I'm not going to kick him out or something. I had to talk with him. I really want say sorry and I want tell him about my feelings. I walked to my front door and opened it. Nice warm air hit my face. Harry has made dinner and it smelled good. I took my jacket off and walked into the kitchen. I ate all alone. Harry was probably in his room. I put my empty plate into the sink. I walked to Harry's room door. I heard soft snores. Harry was sleeping. I opened the door quietly. I saw Harry on his bed. He was so cute. He was my Angel. I walked up to him. He had wet cheeks. Has he been crying? Oh my god...I made my little Angel cry. I kissed his forehead. I felt sparks. I walked into the my room and jumped on my bed. I fell asleep quite quickly. But it wasn't happy sleep. I was sad. I wanted to talk with Harry.

Harry's POV.

I woke up when somebody closed my room door. I sat up and felt tears in my eyes again. I wiped them away. I haven't sleep so much lately. Louis hates me and I didn't want saw him like this anymore. He'll never likes me like I like him. I took my backpack and put some of my clothes in it. I took my blanket and put it in the backpack. I walked into the kitchen and took some food with me and bottle of water. I decided to go in Louis' room. I saw him. He was on his bed sleeping. He looked so peaceful. I pressed my lips on his forehead and oh my god what I felt. Sparks...sparks were everywhere. I pulled back and turned towards the door. I looked Louis last time. "Bye Lou." I whispered. I closed the door and walked out of the house.

This is were I belong. On the streets. I'm worthless and useless. I ruined my friendship with Louis. He is my first love and he will always be my first love. He didn't love me back. I sat down on the street. It was familiar street. It was my street. I took the blanket and wrapped it around me. I closed my eyes and I fell asleep. I dreamed about Louis...as always. I ruined everything and now I'm back here...on the streets.

Louis's POV.

I woke up and I felt something was wrong. I got up and walked into the hallway. "Harry?!" I asked quite loud. I didn't get answer. "Harry?" I asked little bit quieter. I didn't get the answer. I walked to the door of Harry's room and I knocked. "Harry? Please answer me." I said. I opened the door and I saw empty bed. Some of Harry's clothes were gone. No no no no no no...No Harry! I ran into the kitchen and into the living room. Harry was nowhere to be seen. "Fuck." I muttered. Harry left. He left me...oh god this is not happening. He couldn't do this. Why did he do this to me?. "Oh FUCKING GREAT THING!!!" I shouted and kicked a couch. I hurt but I didn't care. Harry was somewhere there all alone and anything could happen to him. I ran out of the house and started to look for Harry. If something happened, I can't forgive to myself. I love him and I didn't say it to him. I need to say it to him. 

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