written on these walls||larry

~17~

It's been a hard month, Louis recovered pretty fast and now he was completely healed, or at least he thought so. Harry's father tried to call him at least twenty times but eventually gave up when Harry wouldn't answer. Louis came back to his house with Jay and the girls, all of them taking care of him. They were currently hanging out at Liam's and everything was fine, until the doorbell rung.

"Are we waiting for someone?" Niall asked as he got up from the couch to open the door. When everyone looked confused and shook their head, he slowly made his way to the door.

"Hi, is Liam here?" A lad asked as soon as he saw the blond boy. He was tall, beautiful brown eyes and looked very familiar, maybe it was in their same school, Niall thought.

"Hum yes he is-" Niall was about to answer but was cut of by Liam's loud voice. "Greg! Hey lad, what are you doing here?" Liam asked as soon as he got up from the couch were he was sitting next to Zayn.

"I'm good bro, who are you with?" Greg asked as soon as he spotted the boys in the couch.

"Oh... uhm the one with black hair is my boyfriend Zayn and these are my friends, Niall, Louis and-"

"A beautiful curly boy" Greg finished as his eyes crossed Harry's.

"Yeah that's Harry" Liam informed, looking at Louis and praying that he wasn't mad.

"Hum hi" Harry said as Greg got closer. He was sitting in Louis' lap, so it was easy for him to wrap his arms around his boyfriend.

"Harry uh? I like the name" Greg grinned, now standing right in front of the couple.

"So Greg uhm, what can I do for you?" Liam asked breaking the tension, receiving a thank you look form Zayn and Niall.

"I was hoping you could let me stay here for a while, like a week?" Greg asked turning to Liam.

"I don't know mate, I mean what did you do?" Liam said scratching the back of his neck.

"I hum.. I may have unfinished business with a dangerous guy?" He continued, looking at Liam with hopeful eyes.

"Oh mate" Liam groaned, rubbing his hands in his face. "I can't, you know"

"Please just- I'll be quiet and I won't mess up anything, you won't even realize I'm here I promise" Greg begged.

"He said no, mate"Louis said with such an authority in his voice that made Harry flinch a little.

"I'm sorry I didn't realize I was talking to you" Greg said, turning once again to face Louis who was now standing right in front of him.

"Uh, I didn't realize you were invited here" Louis answered getting closer to the boy. "Leave" he ordered. The lad was as tall as him, but Louis was definitely more dominant in everything he did.

"Hum, Liam is my cousins so I think I'm allowed to stay here. Actually, I think I'm going to sit right next to the curly boy" Greg said getting closer to Harry. That's when Louis grabbed his neck and whispered something, making Greg's eyes open wide.

He didn't say anything, just looked at Louis for a few seconds before turning around and shutting the door behind him.

"Oh my god, thank you mate, I had no idea how to deal with him" Liam said as soon as the guy was gone.

"No problem mate" Louis said, winking at Liam. He went back to his spot on the couch, Harry climbing on him and wrapping once again his arms around his neck.

"So" Zayn cleared his throat. "Pizza for dinner?"

~*~

"I'm bored" Harry announced.

"Of course you are, you've been starring at the ceiling for like one hour" Louis answered giggling. They were laying on Harry's bed, but Louis was studying and Harry being Harry had no intention on doing it.

"Possiamo fare qualcosa?(can we do something?)" Harry asked.

"Tipo?(like?)" Louis replied, taking the curly boy by surprise.

"Look who is talking Italian now" Harry grinned, sitting in the bed with a shocked expression.

"Io sempre parlo italiano( I always speak Italian)" Louis played along, making Harry giggle.

"Ah si? Quindi se ti chiedo quanti anni hai sai rispondermi?(so if I ask you how old are you you know how to answer?)" Harry asked, giggling as soon as he saw Louis making a face.

"Hum diciannove(nineteen)" Louis answered proudly.

"Wow this is- wow" Harry continued grinning getting closer to his Louis.

"Lo so, sono molto bravo(I know, I'm really good)" Louis said leaning his head to get a kiss.

"Uh sure you are" Harry replied once again before kissing Louis.

"When is your birthday?" Louis asked as soon as they pulled apart.

" il primo di febbraio( the first of February)" Harry answered, laying on Louis' legs.

"Oh, mine is... hum... ventiquatro di dicembre(twenty of December)"

"You are unbelievable" Harry said, cuddling in Louis arms.

He smiled down at him, but he couldn't stop thinking about that Greg person. He called his boyfriend beautiful, and he said he had business with a dangerous guy, could he be? No, the police got him, it couldn't be Derek

A few month later, he wouldn't be so sure.

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Thoughts?:)
(If you are Italian and you are reading this, the mistakes are made on purpose;)