Secrets

Seven

When I woke up, the first thing I felt was pain. Everywhere. I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut rolling onto my side. I barely breathed in then threw up, coughing harshly.

"Fuck, Lou," someone said softly. I felt them grab my shoulders and I started thrashing eventhough it hurt terribly to try to. "Stop, Louis. It's Harry. Stop, you're okay."

I groaned and let him pull me against his chest. I shook from the pain, clutching his arm. "It hurts. So bad."

Harry kissed my head. "You pushed yourself hard the other day. Your body has to recover."

"What did I do?" I asked quietly, biting my lip as my body continued to throb, each part going at its own pace.

"I'll tell you later. Just relax, okay, baby? You're at home now. You're safe." I nodded numbly and pushed myself closer to Harry, keeping my eyes closed the whole time we spoke.

Small whimpers fell from my mouth every once in a while, the pain making it hard to fall asleep, but after a while, between Harry running his fingers through my hair and humming quietly, I was finally lulled to a choppy sleep.

"- he gonna be okay? He doesn't remember exactly what happened."

I slowly opened my eyes and took a deep breath. My body still hurt, but not nearly as bad as before. I sat up and gripped the blanket while trying to catch my breath.

"He's going to be fine. I have no idea what we're going to try to do now. I'm going to protect him at all costs."

"I'm not arguing with you there, but soon he's going to remember or it's going to happen again."

"Harry? Li?" I called out, shaking my head slightly.

They both came into the room and Liam crouched in front of me. "How do you feel?"

"Like shit," I admitted. Harry sat next to me and I leaned into his side. He snaked his arm around my waist and kissed the side of my head. "What happened?"

"We were hoping you could tell us that," Liam said slowly. "What do you remember?"

"That room. The one that shrunk on me and-"

"Alright, it's okay. You're okay now. What happened after they took you?" Liam asked softly.

"They left me in a room for a while and Niall came in and put these weird cuffs with blue lights on them around my wrists and lead me to  different room with the Headmaster. He started talking to me and told Niall to leave the room because he was freaking me out. He kept trying to convince he he knew I wasn't bad. My arms felt ready heavy and I fell on the ground. He didn't say anything and when you told me to do something, I did. I don't know what, but I did."

Liam and Harry glanced at each other. "You can stop time, Louis," Liam told me. "That's why you're considered dangerous. No one can monitor that. You're just dangerous because you can't be monitored."

I stared at the floor for a few seconds. I let go of Harry and grabbed Liam's wrist as the events started pouring over me. I shut my eyes for a few seconds before letting go of his wrist and getting up from the bed, walking towards the bathroom.

I threw up in the sink, gripping the sides of the basin. I felt weak and just wanted to crawl back into bed and never get up again.

"Louis," Harry cooed softly, grabbing my shoulders. I fell against his chest, shivering. "You need to get some rest."

"Carry me?" I asked quietly. Without hesitation Harry scooped me into his arms and carried me back to the room. Liam stood in the corner, texting on his phone. He looked uo as soon as we came back in, chewing his lip.