Larry Stylinson: These Arms Were Made For Holding You

Chapter 13: Louis

There were three sights that I could die happy knowing I've seen and only a few others had seen. One was naked Harry because that sight was absolutely beautiful whether it be when he's sleeping naked, in the shower, or begging for some type of release. The second was domestic Harry being such a great father to Darcy. When he would carry her around on his hip and make breakfast with his hair tied up in a bun so she wouldn't pull on it. The third was when he would be playing his guitar, while only wearing his favorite sweatpants.

At the moment, I had the second sight displayed in front of me as I sat drinking the tea Harry had made a while ago. Darcy was clinging to him despite him trying to hand her off to me nearly seven times so he could make breakfast.

"Darce, please go to Lou," he begged, trying to hand her off to me for the eighth time. I set my tea down, gently taking her from Harry. She seemed content for about a second before she realized Harry was no longer close enough for her to be happy with and started calling out for him.

"Daddy," she screamed, reaching towards him. Standing up, I bounced her gently on my hip as I moved closer to Harry. She seemed to calm down a bit when she was actually close to him.

"She's definitely a Daddy's girl," I joke. He took her from my arms and set her in her high chair before grabbing her a snack so she would hopefully eat and let Harry make breakfast for us.

"She's been with me more than anyone else since she was born. She was comfortable around Taylor, but most of the time she wanted me near whenever she was with Taylor," he explained. "Hey, so I wanted to talk to you about something," he says, cracking a few eggs into a bowl.

"What's up," I ask, jumping onto his countertop.

"I don't want to let my management control me as much as it has. I want the fans to think whatever they want, but there not be anyone there to prove my straightness. And when my contract with this management ends at the end of this year, I want to find a management that will support me regardless of my sexuality, and I want to come out to all of them." I smiled at him.

"And when you do all of that, I'll be standing right next to you telling you how much I love you and how incredibly proud of you I am," I tell him.

"I'll call Simon after breakfast."