Orphans | Larry

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(A/N comment any mistakes and please vote etc it means a lot. Also just a heads up the first couple of chapters are written in a childish way because Harry and Louis are children.)

Louis POV

"Mum, where are we going?" I looked up at the woman who had raised me, with a level of unconditional love pouring from my features.

She glanced briefly down at me with an unreadable expression coating her eyes. She had yet to reply, which was a mystery to me, for she always had something to say. I continuously sulked in the passenger seat of the run down car my father had left us.

Riding in the passenger seat was something which I had pleaded for my entire life, but was never granted, for I was too small. But today had been different, she allowed it with little to no defiance.

The car was the only thing that my father had left, other than a couple of broken hearts and scars that would never heal, no matter how long they were left to fester.

I turned up the dial to the car radio, allowing the Katy Perry album to fill the confines of the vehicle, humming along in content.

My mother kept her eyes strictly on the road, her knuckles turning white from gripping the wheel ever so tightly. The wind whistled through the gaps, swirling around me in a way that sent shivers up my spine.

She took a left turn, eyes still trained on the path ahead. The surroundings were unfamiliar to me, causing my stomach to turn as a result. I had never been one to enjoy new things.

The breaks were pressed abruptly, causing the car to jerk forward in response. My gaze rose from where I'd previously been focussed on my lap, and to a building up ahead.

The building was almost grey in colouring, signifying how long it had stood built. It stood three levels tall, each framed with large windows that presented the life inside. Ivy coated the bricks, weaving its way around each individual molecule. A large tree, stripped from its leaves, stood at either side, giving the house an eery feel that left me cold inside.

My gaze fell briefly upon the children rushing around inside, "Is this our new home?" I had questioned, although deep inside I had known the true reasoning to why we sat there.

My mother turned to face me, tears present in the eyes that hadn't held light for so long. She presented me with a sympathetic smile, but still no verbal response.

A large, unfamiliar lady began to approach the vehicle in which we sat. The wrinkles were present in her aged skin, greasy black hair tied into a bun at the back of her head. She wore a grey jumper, secured around the waist in a leather belt. To say she scared me would be an understatement, but I refused to let it show. My mother un-rolled the car windows, allowing now perfect access to the beast outside.

The woman directed a grin toward me, yellow teeth causing bile to raise to the back of my throat, "You must be Lewis?"

I shook my head, annoyed at the shrek like woman, "Lou-eee," I replied smugly, holding out the "E"  in order to ensure that she would not get it wrong a second time.

The doors were clicked open, my mother pulling me into a short embrace as she did so, "Behave, Louis. I love you so much, never forget that," she wiped a tear that had begun to form, "Don't ever be afraid of who you are, don't change for anyone. But most importantly, don't be afraid to love again, you'll find someone who will treat you the way you deserve to be treated. I just wish I would be able to meet them one day. But I can't, son, and I am so sorry for that. I will forever be sorry. Run along now, be safe, fix that broken heart of yours." She placed a kiss on my forehead.