All I Ever Wanted (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 12

I'd suggest you listen to "Old Friends" by Jasmine Thompson when it's mentioned. The link is in the chapter x

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Chapter 12

"Lou?" Harry mumbled where he was lying with his head on my chest, one arm wrapped around my upper body.

We were sprawled out on my unzipped sleeping bag in our tent at the Leeds Festival, just having gotten back from the show that ended a few hours ago. We had stayed behind to talk to a few fans and some other people we had met during the day, just hanging around and enjoying our time together.

"Yeah?"

He wasn't looking at me as he fiddled with the hem of my t-shirt, his gaze on his hand. He didn't say anything, which confused me because he was usually never nervous around me. He always told me whatever was on his mind.

"What is it, Haz?" I asked with a frown on my face.

Another minute passed in silence, and I knew he was biting his lip even if he wasn't facing me. "Hey," I said, running my hand through his unruly curls. "You know you can tell me anything."

Then he turned his head up so quickly that I thought he would get whiplash just to press his lips against mine chastely. It only lasted for a few seconds, but it was enough for me to feel goosebumps appear on my entire body. I had never experienced a kiss like this before, so it saddened me that I didn't have time to reciprocate it before it was over.

When he pulled back, he instantly looked back down again and stayed quiet. My body had frozen entirely. I was so shocked. I had been in love with this boy for a whole year, but I had been too afraid to make a move on him because I didn't want to ruin anything, but here he was right now, kissing me.

"Harry, please look at me," I pleaded when most of the shock had subsided.

But he refused and kept his head on my chest while fiddling with my t-shirt. It left me with no other choice but to take his chin in my hand and turn his face up so that he was finally looking into my eyes.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, his eyes filled with tears. "I shouldn't have done that. I don't want to ruin anything... but I..." He trailed off.

Before he could even think of turning his face away, I leaned down to connect our lips again, this time more sincerely and gently than before. He instantly melted into the kiss, moving his pouty lips against mine sweetly. The feeling that erupted within me couldn't be described. My heart started beating frantically in my chest as butterflies erupted in my stomach, my lips tingling from his touch.

When we eventually pulled away, we stayed close to stare into each other's eyes lovingly. That cute, dimpled smile was spread on his now even poutier lips, his cheeks tinted a rosy red. "I really like you, Lou," he mumbled sheepishly, which made me want to cradle his face in my hands and kiss him all over again.

"I've liked you ever since I first saw you, Haz."

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We stayed in Manchester for two days. Or, Nick, Perrie and I did while Harry decided to spend the time at Anne's place. He didn't even say a word when he rolled his suitcases out of his room and checked out of the hotel to head to Holmes Chapel, but he had apparently talked to Patrick about it.

He had returned an hour before we left the hotel today, though, so it wasn't really a bother. I should probably only be happy about his absence because that meant I could easily stay away from him without even having to try. But somehow, I still couldn't stop thinking about him, wondering what he was doing at the moment. It wasn't a good thing, but I couldn't help it.