𝐋𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧- 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦, 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

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(Harry's POV)

"I'll never get tired of seeing that ring on your finger" Louis mumbled under me, he was used to having me on top of him- Wait... No, not in that way- I'm never on top, except in cuddling... Or winning. 

"Me too... I'm glad we stayed strong or I wouldn't have your fine ass, I love-" I get interrupted by the doorbell downstairs ringing, Louis's face turned into a face of confusion

"Were you expecting someone, Haz?" Louis asked me. I shook my head and climbed off of my husband before walking down the steps to the front door- Eleanor was standing at the front door with Clifford on a leash, 

"Has Cowbell asked for another PR stunt from my husband and you or some shit?" I laughed. El was kind, but she could be a stuck up bitch sometimes. 

"Well good to see you too Harry, I need to go to my parents for like a week or two so..." El trailed off hoping I would get that Louis and I needed to take Cliff for a bit, 

"Alright sure, have fun- Don't get papped without Lou or Simon might go batshit again" I chuckled taking the leash and led Clifford into the house. Lou looked up from his phone, 

"What did- Oh Cliff" Louis grabs Cliff's paws and hugs the dog. The familiar warm feeling in my heart spread throughout my body, making me smile and give that same fond stare that gave Louis the hint that I liked him. 

"You are so immature" I laughed, going to make the both of us breakfast because the last time Louis cooked we had to get skip the dishes for two months because he burned the entire kitchen down. 

"That's right slave, make my fucking food!" I heard Louis yell from the living room, I let out a small little chuckle before screaming back 

"I used to work in a bakery, so I can actually cook!" 

"You were only a cashier, not a baker love" Louis laughs while walking into the kitchen and going for the pancake mix

"I might have only been a cashier but at least I didn't fuck up pancakes, don't touch that bitch" I warn Louis, smacking his hand away from the bag. 

"True enough, don't you have an interview today?" Louis asks me, I nod 

"Yeah, good thing we have Clifford right?" I sarcastically said. 

"Don't talk about Cliff like that, you fucker" I let out a little sniffle, that sounded like I was about to cry

"wait no baby- Don't cry, I'm sorry" Louis rushed over to me and held my waist. He started singing Sweet Creature while swaying side to side, 

"You have no idea how much I love you... My sweet creature" he whispered, though I can't see him I know he was smiling.

"How am I so lucky to have him?" I thought to myself as I served us the food 

"Thanks love... I wish we could come out already, I reckon they'd just be jealous" Lou sighed. I looked up from my food giving him a sad look before letting out a small breath

"Me too, but all you need to worry about is my love for you... It'll never go away" I reached for Louis's hand. 

"Same, I love you Hazbear" Lou runs his fingers over my knuckles, his eyes start to gleam and tears well in his eyes

"Boobear, don't cry- What's wrong love?" I stand up and kiss Louis's forehead. Lou cries into my shoulder, soaking my sweater

"I-it's just I w-want to come out soon, I want everyone to know about me and you- A-about us..." Louis sobbed, I rubbed his back trying to calm him down

"Look at me, babe- We'll come out as soon as we're allowed to... As soon as it's safe. I love you and it's never going to change, I know we're not able to come out yet but we still have people believing in us... In our relationship. We wouldn't even need to come out, they would just need us to mention it casually in an interview- I can't wait until that day but until then we can love each other behind closed doors. I love you so much my perfect sunshine, nothing is going to ever change that. The first time I laid eyes on you, I knew I was going to spend the rest of my life with you and even when we broke up, I felt broken... I felt sad, I know if this doesn't work out I'll be always waiting for you, until you're ready... Fuck, now I'm crying. I love you more than I love my fans and that's saying a lot, I love you to the moon, to the deepest wishing well, to the deepest ocean, to the farthest galaxy away, to everywhere on earth and back... No matter what" 

"I love you too, Hazza" Louis smiles, the tears have stopped by now replaced with a smile that could only be described as loving and truly happy. I pressed my lips to Louis for a peck, but it soon turned into a makeout- 

My ringer went off, signalling that it was time to go for an interview. Louis slapped my ass on my way to the stairs, I turned to look at him faking being offended

"It's a family show!" I chuckled. 

"No, it isn't Harold" damn it- Uh...

"I thought you were my fan! It's or is it, dickhead" I run upstairs before Louis can catch me, I sit down in the chair in the office. I had a few minutes to spare so I pulled up youtube, my recommendation feed was like any other minus the straight stuff- I swear it's horrifying to see those dances to my songs, the twelve-year-olds need to stop shaking their ass online. I see this random doll redo video-

"Hi, we're One Direction!" The voice of past Louis, me, Liam, Ringo (Zane), and Nailer- Shit, my phone is ringing... The interview. I forgot to get ready- Shit, I'm in my robe... Welp, my fans don't care. 

Clifford's bark echoed throughout the house, shit- 

"ᶜˡⁱᶠᶠᵒʳᵈ" I whispered, thinking no one could hear me. 

"It's a dog... Yeah" Clifford continued barking at what I presumed to be a squirrel downstairs 

"A wild animal in your house... It's a coyote Harry run!" The interviewer giggled. 

"I don't know where it came from" I know damn well where it came from, even my fans know that. 

"It's not even yours" the interviewer laughs again, I think I'm doing a good job of hiding that it is in fact, Clifford. 

"I-it doesn't even live here" I chuckle

*After the interview*

(Louis's POV)

Harry kept bursting out in laughter, he wouldn't show me what he was laughing at so- 

"Shut up you tiny Tim looking bitch, lemme see" I demand, he shows me the screen of his phone

"Ok, suck your own dick tonight bitch" I roll my eyes before turning over and grabbing my pillow so I can't see the pouty face that I know Harry will give me

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"Ok, suck your own dick tonight bitch" I roll my eyes before turning over and grabbing my pillow so I can't see the pouty face that I know Harry will give me. 

"It's funny! Stop being a baby, you know it's funny" 

"Suck my dick, Harold" 

"Gladly"

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