Harry's POV

"I swear, if I'm in trouble I'm going to go berserk. It wasn't even my fault. Louis wanted to show me something and it's the first time he talked since he-" before I can finish Zayn stops, unlocking the employee lounge. He peaks in and then grabs my arm, dragging me in.

"You didn't hurt those people did you?" He asks and I roll my eyes.

"Of course I didn't! I've been telling people that for like 4 months!" I practically shout.

He shushes me before continuing.

"You're too sane. Everyone here has a tick, something to set them off. Louis's, he hates being touched. But you, you are fine." He says and I sigh.

"That's what I've been saying." I say, annoyance in my tone.

"Yeah, yeah. If we can talk to Liam, he can convince the judge to reopen your case. To consider letting you out." He says and I smile, unable to control it.

"And then I can come get Louis out." I say and Zayn pauses, shaking his head.

"He's a lost cause Harry. He's not getting better." He says coldly. "No matter what he's still going to snap back to his old ways." He explains and I feel my heart break.

"That's not true. He's just a little more broken then the rest of us." I say, watching Zayn closely.

"Harry he's broken beyond fixing. He's been used and hurt." He says and I clench my jaw. He watches before I storm out of the room, going back to find Louis.

I stop in the cafeteria on the way and beg the lunch lady to give me just desserts.

"It's for Louis. He hasn't eaten today. Please." I beg and she sighs, putting two pieces of pie and chocolate cake on the tray. "Thank you so much. I'm going to fix him." I say and she smiles.

"Some people just need a little more glue than others." She says softly and I nod quickly. She hands me the tray and I grab two cups of milk and a cup of water, knowing he hasn't really had any today.

I walk to the door and the guard stops me.

"No food out of the cafeteria." He says.

"It's for Louis. Please." I beg and he stares, not showing any certain emotion.

"Let me hold it while you bring him in here." He says, voice dropping to a whisper. I thank him quickly before handing him the tray and running to get the boy.

I walk in the room and he's where he always is. Curled up on the corner of the couch, staring out the window.

"Lou." I call and he looks up, smiling. "Come here. I have a surprise." I say and he sighs, rolling his eyes before getting up.

"I'm only doing this because I like you." He says, walking next to me.

"Oh shut it. You're doing this because of my dashing good looks and sparkling personality." I say and he laughs, shoving my arm. Every time he touches me, my stomach will do a little flip.

"If your head gets any bigger it won't fit through the door." He says and I just shrug, opening the cafeteria door for him. The guard still has it, smiling when he sees us.

I grab it and thank him again, walking over to my table before placing it down, helping Louis sit before I do.

"What's this?" He asks, his eyes scanning the food.

"A treat, on me." I say and he smiles, grabbing a fork and diving into the chocolate cake hungrily. I open a milk and place it by him before he quickly grabs it, gulping at least half of it down. He starts back on the cake, eating that and then going to the pie. "Whoa, slow down. You're going to get sick." I say and he just shrugs, continuing to eat.

By the time we're done, Louis ate my slice of chocolate cake too and half of my pie. He makes me carry him, complaining about how he ate twice his body weight.

"You're so dramatic." I say and he just laughs, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck. I lay him down on the couch and take the corner, letting him rest his head on my lap. "Better?" I ask and he nods, happily.

"Didn't eat yesterday or the day before." He says and I bite my lip nervously.

"Can't do that. You have to eat so when we get out we can go on walks and ride bikes." I say and he smiles, nodding his head.

"You're so hopeful." He says, grabbing my hand. The touch sends fire through my veins and I bite my lip.

"It's the only thing we have. Can't let someone take away your hope." I say and he smiles, nodding.

"Time for bed everyone." The nurse calls, seeing Louis and I. She stands there, face emotionless before saying it again. "Everyone up." She calls.

I help him up, walking hand in hand to our rooms. They're across the hall from eachother. I walk him to his door and then smile at him.

"Good night Lou." I say softly.

"Night Harry. See you for breakfast." He says, waving to me as I walk to my room.

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"Harry! Get up!" Someone calls into my room. I quickly sit up and see Liam standing in my door way, eyes blown wide in panic.

"No!" I hear a shrill voice scream.

Louis.

I get up and run into his room, having to shove past Liam on the way. He's sitting on the floor with his knees hugged to his chest and a body lying next to him, bleeding badly. Everybody stands back, knowing what he's capable of.

"Hey Lou." I say softly. He just stares at the body, scratching his legs. "Lou, come on. We need to get you cleaned up." I say, realizing how he's sitting in that mans blood. "Someone said they saw a deer outside Lou. Let's go look." I say, stepping a little closer. He stands up with out saying a word, his hands bloody.

"Yeah, let's go." I say, reaching out for him. He slowly grabs my hand and I walk to the couch. I look back and Liam just nods, meaning I can continue.

We sit down and he brings his knees up to his chest again, staring out the window. I go to let go of his hand but he just squeezes tighter, not wanting to let go.

"Can we go wash your hands. Hm?" I ask rubbing my thumb over the back of his hand, smearing some blood.

"Dirty." He whispers so quietly I almost can't hear him. "Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty." He chants over and over, louder this time.

"Talk to me. What's wrong?" I ask, feeling how he grips my hand like a vice.

"Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty dirty." He says again, the same tone as the last time.

"What's dirty, Lou?" I ask, panic bubbling in my stomach.

"Dirty, dirty, dirty. Gross. I'm gross. I'm gross. I'm dirty. I'm a dirty boy." He says, his grip hurting my hand as his nails dig into my skin.

"No. You're perfect Lou. Perfect." I say, trying to calm him down.

"Touching me. Touching. Touching. Touching. Touching." He says, my own blood starting to spill onto his hand.

"Lou, stop baby. You're hurting me." I say, rubbing his wrist. He slowly loosens his grip and starts to scratch his thighs, leaving red welts behind. "Stop Lou. You're okay. You're fine." I say grabbing his wrists. He stares out the window and keeps muttering under his breath.

"Dirty. Dirty. Dirty."

"Lou look at me."

"Gross gross gross."

"Liam! Zayn!"

"Touching. Touching. Always touching."

Zayn and Liam come running into the room, seeing us on the couch. Zayn kneels in front of Louis and pulls my hands away from him, letting Louis scratch.

"Talk to him." He whispers to me.

"Louis, you're okay. I promise. You're okay." I say. Its the only think I can think to say.

"He touched me Harry. I-I thought I was safe. He touched me. No, no, no, no, no." He says, his scratching starting to slow down.

"Who touched you Lou. Who?" I ask, leaning forward.

"He let his friends use me. Dirty. Left me dirty, dirty, dirty." He says, just squeezing his hands into fists.

"Lou, I'm with you now. Me and Zayn and Dr. Payne. We won't hurt you." I say, watching and he slowly unclenches his hands. He looks at us before tears stream down his face.

"Why did you hurt that nurse Lou?" Zayn asks, talking about the man on Louis's floor. He bites his lip and looks at the floor. Maybe he accidentally touched Louis. Yeah.

"H-he's been touching me." Louis explains, sadness dripping from his voice. I feel my heart twist and I clench my jaw before continuing.

"W-what do you mean?" I ask, hoping he doesn't mean what I think me means.

"Touching my-my," he stops, taking a deep breath before continuing. "My no-no places." He finishes. A few more tears stream down his face and Liam curses, looking down the hall.

"How long has be been doing that?" I ask, my throat dry. God, I was right across the hall.

"A week or so." He says, his tears falling off his cheeks and onto the floor.

"Why-why did you tell us?" I ask, placing my hand on his knee. He just sniffles shrugging. "Why Lou." I ask, more demanding this time.

"They didn't believe me." He says, taking a deep breath. I just stop ask questions and I slowly pull him into my lap, stroking his hair.

"You can tell me anything." I say just getting a nod from him.

"I wanna go to bed." He whispers, clutching onto my shirt.

"Let's get cleaned up and then we can." I say, just enjoying his warmth.

"C-can I sleep with you?" He asks. I look at Liam and Zayn, raising my eyebrows. Zayn nods and Liam sighs before nodding as well.

"Yeah. Of course. Let's go shower." I say. He nods and he get up, walking to the bathroom.

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