He was not going to let this happen again. Harry was furious; he felt the anger building up inside him as Louis continued kissing him. No one would ever hurt him like this again, and he knew Lou would never do something like this to him. They must have slipped him something in his drink, because this was not drunk-Louis. This was a different Louis he didn't recognize.
"I said NO!" Harry screamed and finally seemed to get Louis attention, now letting go of his grip on him. Harry jumped out of bed, leavin a puzzled looking Louis alone on the bed obviosly not knowing what he did wrong.
"But I though we cud just-" Louis started to say. "You though we could just fuck! That's all we ever do Lou!" Harry raised his voice, crossing his arms in a attempt to protect himself. "You though maybe we could just talk? I've had a SHIT night and you come here and push yourself on me, even when I-I told you not too.." his voice trailed off.
Louis stayed quiet for a while looking at Harry with that look that made his knees go weak, and raised himself from the sheets coming closer to Harry.
"Babe, are u cryin?" Lou had a concerned voice. He put his arms around the younger and warped their fingers together. Harry didn't meet Lou's stare, looking at the floor again swifting his feet nervously. Louis took Harry's chin gently and lifted his head so their eyes finally met. "Please Harry, don't cry, I don't understand why u cryin.." Louis found himself being able to think clearly for the first time this night, because seeing his lover crying made his heart break. Even more considering it was his fault.
Harry didn't answer, but let Louis hug him tight.
"You know I wud neva hurt u babe" Lous whispered into Harry's neck, his voice heavy with guilt. "I'm sorry, so so sorry Haz" they held onto eachother for a long time, Lou trying to make his baby calm down.
Harry knew it wasn't Lou's fault he was acting like this. He had just overreacted, that's all. Usually they were far rougher with eachother. But he couldn't handle that now, and honestly he didn't know if he would ever handle another person touching him again. Making love to Lou again…
"It's okay Louis; I'm just not myself tonight." Louis had already known something was different with his lover the moment he stepped into the hotel.
"Would you please tell me what's wrong then?" Louis had enough, he just wanted the truth. Taking a curl from his lover's face aside, he could now unmistakably see how hurt his Harry was. His eyes red and puffy, nose running… "Harry are those bruises on you're neck?" Did Louis really do this to him?
Harry felt exposed; he could tell Lou was disgusted by him. Did he see through him, see how dirty he was? What he had been made to do?
"You're going to hate me… never look at me the same way again." Louis was confused to say at least, his expression made him seem anxious and troubled. "You know I would never do that" Louis said with a steady voice, making Harry feel a little better.
Harry tried to form a sentence in his head, but it didn't seem like he could say the words. "Tonight, after the concert….I-I'm just going to show you. Please don't freak out Lou" with that being said Harry let go of Lou's hug and slowly but surely unzipped his one-piece, revealing every bit of himself that made him feel shameful.