I'm still not weak (Sequel to 'I'm not weak') - Larry

Chapter 7

Louis POV

After my realization I haven't really spoken to Harry. When we were alone we just cuddled a bit but never really talked again. 

I really want to talk about it, but I don't know if I should tell Harry or not. So now Harry has gone to the city with Niall and Zayn and I asked Liam to stay in so we could talk, luckily he agreed. They will be back in about an hour so I should stop thinking and just talk to Liam.

He's sitting on the couch on the left of me staring at the Television. It's not turned on, we tried that once this week and it absolutely scared us. If your not used to it than it's really strange. 

'I'm in love with Harry.' I blurt out to Liam, my cheeks turning a bit darker after that. I'm not blushing though, that wouldn't be very alpha of me would it?

'Is that news?' Liam chuckles at me his attention now fixed on me instead of the television.

'What am I supposed to do now? I mean I know I liked him before, but I just realized how much and-'

'Dude, you sound like a teenage girl, no offense.' He interrupts me and I groan throwing my head back. 'Weren't you the one that said I should just go for it with Niall? You saw how that worked out fine, like you expected, so why don't you just go for it with Harry?'

'Because you and Niall were obvious and I just don't know about Harry. I don't know how he feels all the time and I haven't got a clue what he thinks of me. Well, besides the fact that we had a conversation before we were going here about what would happen when his heat was coming up, which was soon and he said he wouldn't mind my help and he says he trusts me. I guess I just don't want to force myself on him.' 

I really talk too much.

'Well, you sure do care a lot about him. He cares about you to and he says he trusts you. That's a good sign, Lou, I think you'll find your way with him. Let fate decide.' Liam replies shrugging before standing up and walking to the kitchen.

I wait a moment before standing up and following him 'So that's your great advise? 'Let fate decide' thanks for that.' I mumble sarcastically. Liam laughs and shakes his head grabbing something to eat from the fridge.

'Yeah, you'll be fine. I think everything will end up fine.' 

As I had hopped on the counter while Liam was picking up some food, as I throw my head back I hit the kitchen wall hard. I groan as I sit up straight again holding my head. 

Just as I am about to reply I hear the door closing and decide against it, instead I steal some of Liam's food and hop of the counter, having Liam yelling back at me. I take my previous spot again on the couch as Niall and Harry walk in. I immediately rush over to him as I see how pale he looks. He falls in to my arms immediately. I sit him down on the couch and he just leans against me, his eyes shut tightly. 

I look up at Niall and at that moment Liam walks back in looking worried at Harry, Liam is shortly followed by Zayn who's carrying a first-aid kit and kneels in front of Harry. As I see it from close by I notice it's an special omega one. 

'Open your eyes Harry.' Zayn says softly and Harry first shuts them tighter before carefully opening his eyes, he looks at me first before looking back at Zayn. Zayn picks up Harry's left leg and rolls up his trousers, a bite mark and a lot of blood coming into view.

'What happened?' I ask my eyes getting big by looking at it, Harry leans his head on my shoulder again 'Stay awake, Harry. Don't pass out.' i mumble in his ear and I feel him nod on my shoulder as my eyes are fixed on his leg where blood is still streaming from. 

'Harry got bit by a vicious dog. The owner apologized a lot but the damage was already done. If I am being honest with you it looked more like a wolf than a dog to me. Weird that he only seemed affected by Harry and not by us. He only tried to attack him and none of us.' Niall explains as Zayn is trying to make the bleeding stop without success so far. 

'This may sting.' Zayn warns Harry as he applies something on his wound, Harry lets out a quiet hiss closing his eyes tightly again. I stroke his curls softly, trying to calm him down. Zayn bandages the wound with some help from Liam as the wound has finally stopped bleeding.

The reason why it's a special 'Omega-kit' is because the supplies in there are extra comfortable for an omega. Omega's need to be threaded extremely careful, they're pretty fragile, they can't have everything that an Alpha or a Beta can have. 

Harry wraps his arms loosely around my waist looking tired as he rest he leg on the table. I wrap him thightly against my side, holding him closely. 

'Are you okay?' I ask Harry worriedly. He hasn't spoken a word since he came in and he still looks so pale. 

Harry looks at me and I see he tries to look natural at me, tries to force a smile on his face, but fails so instead shakes his head before resting it on my shoulder again, closing his eyes. I look at the him worried before looking at the other boys questioning, not knowing what I should do right now. 

'Harry, tell us does it hurt somewhere else? What's wrong?' Liam asks hint of Alpha voice clear and I glare at him as I hear Harry whimper.

Harry replies speaking softer than when someone whispers 'I'm scared.' I'm pretty sure the other boys didn't hear it. Harry looks up at me with so much fright in his eyes that my heart almost breaks at the sight. 'There was something unnatural about the owner of the 'dog'.'

'What do you mean, Harry?' I ask him confused, as Harry had said the last part louder I see Niall nod from the corner of my eye.

'Harry's right she had this weird glow around her, something I can't place.' Niall says.

'I think she was something paranormal.' Zayn adds.

Harry shakes his head at both of them 'She knows things we don't. It was my mother's sister.' 

All our mouths get an 'O' shape at that. 'How do you know?' I am the first to speak up after a short silence.

'From the pictures my mum always shows me. There is one strange thing though... My is looking a lot older now than on the pictures but she looked exactly like she looked when the picture was taken. The pictures were taken 11 years ago.' Harry replies before yawning. 

There are a lot of question-marks and not enough answers in this city so far. I don't care about that now as I take Harry in my arms and carry him upstairs, his arms around my neck and his head still on my shoulder. I yell back at the boys that I am taking Harry upstairs as I enter our room and close the door behind us.

I carefully lay Harry down on the sheets, only he doesn't remove his arms from around my neck. Instead he wraps them tighter and opens his eyes. We look each other in the eyes before we are leaning in at the same time, our lips meeting in the middle. 

This still feels as good as the first time and make my thoughts completely focus on Harry's lips on mine, not caring about the rest for a second. Not caring about all the things that are going on right now.