Not The Same (Bully Sequel) (Larry Stylinson) *COMPLETE*

Everything's Going To Be Fine Now

Harry's POV

I felt like shit. That's the best way I could describe it. My boyfriend was hurt because of a fucked up psychotic fan of mine. She doesn't even deserve to be called a fan. She hurt my BooBear.

The authorities went to search for her, but no luck. Maybe that little slut had decided to flee. Atleast she was smart.

I shot my head up as Louis walked out of the room. I ran over to him and held my arms out but I stopped for two reasons. One, I wasn't sure if I'd hurt him, and Two he seemed to be boiling with rage.

"You can hug me it's okay." he said and I didn't hesistate to engulf him in the giant hug I'd been craving this entire time.

"You okay?" I asked and a small smile swam across his face.

"There's one thing I need to ask."

"What is it?" I asked curiously.

"How come my nose always gets broken on your account?" he asked and I kind of laughed even though it was a touchy subject. Two of the three times his nose has broken I did it, and this time it was my fault. It wasn't funny, but a big coincidence.

"Hey maybe your nose is just too big. Or delicate." I suggested and he laughed.

"Can we go home?" he asked.

"Of course babe." I gave him a big kiss on the top of the head and let him go. He reached for my hand and our fingers entertwined. We walked to my car management dropped off.

"Fancy," commented Louis as we jumped into the very expensive car. Then I saw them.

"Oh shit,"

"What's wrong?" asked Louis and I sighed.

"Papparazzi."

"Shit," he said and I just kept driving.

"Wait Harry why were you at the hospital?!" shouted a reporter I could hear right next to the car with a large microphone. I wanted to run him over right now.

"We heard Louis was hurt! Let us see him!" demanded another but I just sped away from them. They tried following, but they were on foot and we were in a sports car.

"I think we got away." said Louis cautiously looking out his window.

"Thank god," I said keeping my eyes on the road.

"Do they really follow you everywhere?" asked Louis.

"Yeah, you know that though."

"I just didn't know it was this bad." he said resting his head on his hands and looking out the window. He was deep in thought, so I didn't interupt him. I ached to know what he was thinking about though.

He put his hands behind my neck and I gently grabbed his waist making sure I didn't hurt him. Our lips met and we started a rythmic motion, but then Louis let go.

"We both know where this is going." he wiggled his eyebrows in such a sexy way but I couldn't.

"Louis you know what the doctor said."

"Screw the doctor." he said and I laughed.

"You need to rest." I said and he sighed.

"Only if you come with me."

"Fine, but I'm not giving in to you. I've hurt you enough for today." I said and we just walked up the stairs into our bedroom. I took off all of my clothes but my boxers because I was tired too. Lou did the same as I did and we both got under the covers.

He got really close to me and wrapped his arms around me. His hand trailed downward on me and he whispered seductively into my ear.

"How about now?" I really wanted to give in, but I couldn't.

"Sorry Boo, but I am not risking it." I said and I was really dissapointed that I couldn't, but we'd have other days right?

"Fine," he said and he removed his hands from my body and turned the other way.

"Nobody said anything against cuddling though." I said and I heard him let out a small laugh.

"There's the Haz that I love." we wrapped our arms around eachother and drifted into a peaceful sleep.