Spring Breeze {Larry Stylinson book 4}

Chapter 4

Louis has watched the show from the backstage. He loved every single second from the concert. When Harry sang 'They don't know about us' he kept glaring at Louis, winking at him from time to time. It was a beautiful moment but the most magical moment must have been Harry reading signs that the fans made for him.

Harry proudly read signs like

You love whomever you want, we love you!

Love = Love and I love Harry Styles!

We support you no matter what!

Harry do you want to share Louis? He is hot.

Louis chuckled when Harry read the last one, answering that no Louis won't be shared, he is his but the other signs made a tear escape his eyes. Harry deserves all this support so much and Louis is so happy he has fans that support him no matter what. It makes Louis feels better about their relationship, knowing it is not hurting Harry's career. And when Harry sang 'TDNAU' the crowd went crazy, chanting for Louis as well, screaming how happy they are for the pair. Louis and Harry both can't describe what they felt in that very moment.

Harry felt proud of his fans. He always believed that they would support him no matter what. This performance only confirmed it. It was a moment of pure happiness but it also makes him regret the decisions he made in the past even more. How could he ever let himself brainwash to hide Louis? He should have known that his fans have his back. Also, which person with a normal functioning brain can hate the feathery haired lad?

Louis felt accepted, a feeling that is quite foreign for the smaller boy. After the day his father kicked him out it is still kind of scary to see people's reaction on his sexuality. He wanted to come out badly, don't get him wrong but still he was scared. It also pisses him off. How is it possible that the whole fucking world accept him liking boys but his own father can't? It's honesty not fair.

Right now they are laying in the small single bed on the tour bus. Louis is all rolled into Harry's arms, head laying on his chest while Harry plays with his hair.

"Tonight's concert was amazing. The fans were so amazing. I'm so proud of you, Hazza."

Harry smiles and pecks Louis' hair.

"Thanks, boo. It felt amazing having you there in the backstage. It gives me a lot more confidence. Also, thanks for sticking up for me earlier. You know, Jeff..." Harry's words are spoken softly.

"Don't talk about that dick. He doesn't deserve us talking about him or being bothered with him. I want to kick him in the balls. Harry, when you are done with him can I please? I want to since the day I met him. I fucking hate the prick. I want to fucking beat the shit out of him." Louis is not a violent person, but Jeff is an exception. If he could break his nose or something he would.

"Yeah that's fine. I'll bail you out of jail." Harry chuckles.

"See, that's true love. Thanks Haz."

"Momma I'm in love with a criminaaaaal" Harry starts to sing.

Louis playfully slaps Harry's bare chest.

"Don't call me a criminal. If there is one criminal here it's you. You are the one that stole my heart." Louis grins cheekily and Harry rolls his eyes.

"Your sense of humour is outstanding today, babe. Now let's go to sleep. Tomorrow we will arrive in Madrid and we have to meet op with Benjamin."

Louis nods and kisses Harry's lips before putting his arms around the younger boy and his head on his chest.

"Good night, Hazza. Dream about me."

"Always, boo."

It's 12 at noon when Louis and Harry are in front of the hotel room from the manager. Harry takes Louis' hand, wanting to feel the comfort of his boyfriend. He takes one more deep breath and knocks on the door.