My dearest // a Larry Stylinson fan fiction

Chapter 10: It's a Church of Burnt Romances

The football game was in an hour and the football team was getting one last quick practice in.

Louis was extra stressed because of what had happened with his dad earlier on.

About half an hour later the team was called into the locker room and had one last "motivational" speech from Coach Brown. Louis rolled his eyes and tried not to laugh at how serious the coach sounded.

Waves of people were now flooding the school grounds and were making their way to the bleachers. All the football players had exited the locker room and Harry was excited to see his Lou in his jersey and all pumped up to play.

He was searching the field for the short caramel brown haired boy but was unable to find him. He felt his heart start to drop and he began to feel nervous.

Harry got up from where he was sitting and pushed through the crowds of people and down to where the locker room was located, hoping he'd find the boy in there. Right as he walked in he saw Louis sitting on the bench. He looked very anxious, he was taking heavy breaths and was shaking quite a bit.

The second Harry noticed he rushed over to the bench Louis was sitting on and plopped down beside him, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy. Louis buried his head into Harry's chest and looked up at him and lightly smiled. Harry looked down at him and smiled back before running his hands through his soft caramel brown hair.

"Have I ever told you that your hair reminds me of caramel and puppies?" Louis chuckled a little and shook his head "you have now"

Harry continued to run his hands through his hair. "Lou why aren't you on the field with the rest of your team?" Harry asked, concerned about Louis. "I got nervous" It turns out that before the game Louis had spotted his parents in the bleachers which made him want to throw up, he had no clue they were coming so it was quite a surprise. 

They had never come to any of his other games before so why were they at this one? His dad even said he hated how he played football and would always call him a f****t for it.

Louis was too scared to tell Harry because he didn't want to worry him even more than he already had.

Harry was still looking at Louis. "are you sure? It seems like there's something else bugging you" Louis knew he shouldn't lie to Harry but he couldn't help it. "There's nothing else, don't worry darling, I promise." He said as he smiled gently.

Harry could tell he was lying but he didn't want to upset him by asking more questions so instead he pulled him even closer than they already were and kissed him softly on the top of his head.

"I love you Lou, don't forget that" he whispered, dimples way more prominent than usual because of how big his smile was. Louis' heart fluttered, he smiled back at him but just as he was about to speak he heard the team outside the door and before he knew it they had swung open the door, the locker room was now buzzing with nerves. Louis quickly pulled away from Harry and stood up. The team looked at them, extremely confused. Liam and Niall and Zayn were standing beside each other smiling so wide their cheeks started to hurt. They were happy that the two boys had become so close.

Harry quickly got up and made his way out of the locker room and made sure to shout  "good luck guys!" one last time before exiting.

The team was still looking at Louis silently until one of the boys -Louis wasn't too sure if his name was Mike or Ike- decided to speak.

"Were you just cuddling with Styles?" he asked, clearly shocked and confused. Louis didn't respond, he looked down at the ground and tried to avoid eye contact. "Isn't he a homo?" Nick said, taking a step closer towards Louis. Louis could feel himself getting angrier and angrier as the seconds passed but he tried his best to try and hide it.