Save Me and I'll Save You L.S

Chapter 21

A/N Hey! Ahhh I'm about to start tackling this chapter and I have it all in my head but now I just need to do it justice! I hope you enjoy :))

Harry

The taxi ride took longer than Harry had expected, and he found his eyes becoming heavy as the night sped by. Harry was exhausted from his overwhelming day and especially from his unexpected collision with Louis. Even though he knew it was wrong Harry couldn't help but wonder how Louis was, or if he had woken yet. It was almost humorous how the small blue eyed boy still contaminated Harry's thoughts as he was on his was to rid of them forever. Before he knew it the taxi was rounding a corner and his childhood home was steadily coming into view. 

Harry was running much later than he had anticipated, he hoped his father wouldn't be too mad. Although Harry had text him when he was leaving the hospital to let him know of the delay, he'd never received a reply. 

The steady motion of the moving vehicle came to an abrupt halt, Harry's knees went weak at the cost of the trip. It was a hefty hit to his bank account, but his father would of course pay him back, it was the least he could do really. Harry had no fucking clue what he was in for.

He grabbed his bags out of the back of the car and stood out watching it fade out of sight before picking up his bags and reluctantly heading towards the door. This house held so many memories for Harry, he had first learnt how to ride a bike down the paved driveway he was now walking across. The curb where he had just been dropped off on, he had once sat selling homemade cupcakes. 

Approaching the house he found himself smiling fondly allowing his thoughts to linger on the happy childhood memories of easier times. Harry loved his childhood, back when his parents had spent time with him they would all go out to baseball games, or on ice cream dates. But the world never let Harry stay happy and he always found a way to ruin everything. 

Taking a deep breath and mentally bracing himself he raised a hand to the heavy wooden door and knocked gently. After a moment he heard heavy footsteps nearing and the door opened to reveal his father. He was a tall man with broad shoulders, him and Harry really only shared the similarity of their height. Apart from both of them being the same height they were polar opposites, his father was bulked with muscle while Harry was leaner and more defined. And Harry's hair was soft and curly compared to his fathers short thinning hair. 

A moment of awkward silence hung between them before his father reached out and roughly clapped him on the back momentarily knocking the air out of him. 

"Harry its good to see you my boy." His father's voice was deep and rough, he smelled of coffee with a twinge of mint. 

"Hey Dad, yeah you too." Harry replied clearing his throat. 

"I just want you to know that I'm so proud of you for reaching out to me, and that there's no need to stress, I already have everything sorted." His father spoke pulling away from their awkward embrace.

Harry wasn't entirely sure how to react and settled on a simple nod, he wasn't going to let his father see his nerves. If Harry was being honest he didn't have a clue what to expect from his father who was in a surprisingly good mood. 

"Well I do suppose its getting late, shall we spend tomorrow catching up? I can give you a tour around some areas of town they've done up." His father said giving him an easy smile.

Why was he acting like this? Harry had never seen his father being this nice and open towards him, well at least not since before he came out.

"Sounds good." Harry replied before picking up his bags which he had abandoned by the door and headed up to his childhood bedroom which is where he'd assumed he'd be staying.