A/N: I’m really sorry this is like 5 months late or whatever but I had some free time today and decided I wanted to get back into writing for you guys as I loved writing suspended butterfly and some of the other small bits and bobs so I thought I would do a part 2 to the Larry fluff I wrote a while ago!
Here is part 1 if you haven’t read it yet….
Slowly Gemma rose from the end of the bed where she was sitting to make her way to the door, where Louis was waiting on the other side banging his fist against the door every so often, hoping Harry would open it.
"No, please Gems! Don’t, I promise I’m better, please don’t let him in! I don’t want to see him! I can’t see him, not like this!! Please!" Harry begged from the bed where he was sat, untangling himself from the sheets, he knew he was shouting at Gemma and that Louis could probably hear him from the other side of the thin wooden door but just the thought of seeing Louis in this state terrified him let alone actually doing it. He knew if Louis walked into the room seeing Harry with tears in his eyes, forcing there way out down his face to fall in his lap, his hair pointing in every direction from being hidden under the covers minutes before, his voice cracking on every syllable from the lump that had been lodged in his throat, he would never get his Louis back.
And he wanted his Louis back more than anything.
Gemma ignored her little brother, wiping her own tears from her eyes taking a deep breath before she reached the door and silently asking harry to one day forgive her.
As she opened the door, Harry fell bag into the bed letting out a loud sob once again burying himself under the blankets
As soon as the door was opened wide enough, Louis barged his way past Gemma to see Harry completely submerged by the covers of the bed. Gemma slowly approached Louis touching him gently on the shoulder breaking his trance from the boy he once loved to his sister.
"Please go easy on him, he needs you, in more ways than one." Gemma whispered, before exiting Harry’s room.
Once the door had closed softly, it seemed like the spinning in my head had finally stopped. Louis was so close that I could almost touch him, sure we had been in each other’s spaces before but for once it wasn’t because he was shouting at me or that we were forced to be around one another.
The silence in the room was possibly the loudest thing I’ve ever heard, all that could be heard was each other’s breathing and the sounds of Louis hands twitching at his sides. It’s the only sign he ever gives to say his nervous or scared. Taking many deep breaths trying desperately to break the silence that seemed to be going on forever.
"Why are you here, Louis?" I whisper just loud enough so Louis could hear. Tentatively I slowly removed the covers from around my head to look Louis in the eyes.
No Ones POV
The sharp in take of breath that came from Louis’ mouth obviously wasn’t prepared enough for the tear tracks flowing down Harry’s face and the tired look in his eyes.
"Oh, Haz. Why didn’t you say something?i could’ve helped, I…." Louis began before being cut off by the broken boy in the bed in front of him.
"Why are you here?" Harry repeated.
"Niall said you needed me, that if I didn’t come see you now, it would be too late. He said that he was scared that you were going to do something bad and I was the only one who could stop you." He paused to make sure some of this was getting threw to Harry, "Harry please tell me it’s a lie, that if I look into that mini bar it would be full, and your wrists would be clear. Please"
Harry just softly shook his head there was no point denying it by now, it seems the whole world would know thanks to his sister. The tears began rolling down his face again, he feels like it’s 4 years ago again like he’s that 16 year old boy again on his first trip to London with the boys.
"I can’t tell you it’s a lie because it isn’t, I can’t tell you that that mini bar would be full because I know it isn’t and I can’t tell you that my wrists are clear because they burn with the slightest touch. It’s not like I’m cutting again, I haven’t gone back to that I promise. I kept that promise Lou, it’s just when I can’t drink because we are in the middle of a concert or an interview or whatever my skin just itches like crazy so that what I do I itch, I scratch I claw at my skin till it’s red and raw because it’s a distraction to the world we live in and the people I’m around."
The atmosphere was heavy between the two.
"By people do you mean me?"
"Yeah, sometimes." Harry looked away before continuing "Lou, it hurts to see you with her, to be around you with her and I know it’s selfish and it shouldn’t hurt but it does really bad and I’m sorry, but I can’t keep pretending that I’m okay with everything and I can’t keep pretending that I’m not in love with you anymore because I am. I am in love with you I didn’t stop."
"Harry, slow down." Harry was still babbling getting more and more upset with every word. Soon enough his words faded away as the realisation of everything that he said.
"Sorry…" Harry whispered. Slowly Louis took a few steps closer towards the bed for the first time since he had walked into the room.
"Listen Haz, I don’t understand you were the one who broke up with me, it wasn’t the other way round and you knew about Eleanor before we split anyway. What did you think was going to happen if we split up that management would El go?"
"No of course not Lou, alright I know I was the one that ended it, that’s the one thing that keeps me wide awake at night because I was so much of a stubborn idiot that I lost the one person I care about in the world in one stupid fight over something neither of us could control. Lou, if you want me to admit that I was a knob about it I will, I’d give anything to turn back time so I wouldn’t have to go to sleep alone every night, so I wouldn’t have to drink to forget the biggest mistake of my life, so I wouldn’t have to keep living this pathetic lie and I wouldn’t keep staring at the fucking door hoping you would walk through it. Okay I was an idiot!" Harry took a deep breath after his speech. "I’m sorry, you can leave if you want, it’s fi…" Harry was cut off by Louis lips on his at first it was a sweet kiss getting slowly more passionate. Once they both came up for air they both looked at each other confused.
"You’re right! You are an idiot! But you’re my idiot"
A/N: there it is! Please let me know if you liked it as well as if you want me to write some more or whatever thank you!!!!! <3
still one of my favorite gifs on the internet.
I just love how Tyler is like, ‘These three…’
Hannah’s smile though
Can we name them something like Fabulous Four or something like that? I was thinking about Fantastic Four, but it’s taken.
YES THE FABULOUS FOUR
All in favor of the Fabulous Four say ayyyyyyyyy
ok literally who is this guy???? this kind of talent needs to be recognized and regarded far more than just this photoset. i need to find out who this person is bc it’s only fair to them to get some recognition.