Runaway Baby (Lilo Shots)

"i just wanna know you better." ➡ lirry

Excerpt: "I just wanna know you better."

ALL my life, it was about protection. Protecting myself from everyone else. Protecting myself from all the hurt in the world. Making that barrier between the world and I is the smartest thing I could have ever done. Besides, who would care about an orphan.

An orphan that lost all his family to suicides. Everyone had committed. My dad crashed into the river on purpose. My mum took one too many pills. My sisters both hung themselves together. I was all alone. My family had an endless line of depression and anxiety. I did too, but I never wanted to become what they had become. I didn't want the same fate they did. I wanted to live. To love. To learn. To be someone. I wanted a future and if I was six feet under, I couldn't possibly do that.

He gave me the future.

I walked down the halls alone. That's how it had always been. Alone. A word I knew all too well. I was pushed, shoved, thrown words at. But I never cared. Only today was different. There was a boy. A boy with beautiful emerald eyes that got involved.

It's not like it was a surprise that Louis Tomlinson would the one to call me a fag. This was a daily occurrence, but it looked liked the boy wouldn't stand for it. He walked over as soon as Louis called me any adjective that was a synonym for gay.

"Hey!" The boy exclaimed.

Louis turned around and smirked, "What do you want, pretty boy?"

"First of all, not a pretty boy," The boy sassed back to Louis.

He continued, "Second, you realize gay isn't an insult. It's a characteristic. But I suppose your brain capacity isn't large enough for the knowledge of that statistic."

"Are you calling me stupid?" Louis asked. The boy smirked and nodded.

"Go. Unless you want the whole school to realize that you are dyslexic." The boy said.

"H-how did you know that?" Louis stuttered.

"I'm good at reading people. Now, go!"

Louis scampered away and the boy helped up off the ground.

"Hi! I'm Harry." Harry said. The name truly did fit him. Harry. The name seemed to just roll off my tongue like clockwork.

"Liam." I muttered.

"Well, Liam, just remember this; gay isn't an insult and you're perfect just the way you are." Harry told me before disappearing in the sea of students.

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As the months went by, Harry and I became close. He sat at lunch with me. He complimented me. And everyday he always said that one sentence.

'Gay isn't an insult. You're perfect just the way you are.'

Harry got teased for being friends with me. People say I turned him into a fag, but I'm pretty sure he's straight as a ruler. Though, I wish he wasn't.

I sat on our bench. The bench of honor, as Harry and I liked to call it. Only the most awesome people get to sit there. That's why I'm there. No, I'm kidding. But, being around Harry has made me more confident, more approachable, funnier, and smarter. He's changed me completely.

"Liam!" Harry's voice shouted from across the football field. He was waving his hands crazily at me and I chuckled at him under my breath.

He finally sat on our bench, but just as he was about to speak, one of the track players snickered at us saying, "Awe, look. Harry's with his boyfriend."

Harry scooted closer to me and put his arm around my shoulder.

"You know it, Grimmy." Harry smirked.

"You're not his actual boyfriend." Grimmy said.

"Yeah, I am." Harry argued.

"Prove it." Grimmy smirked, not realizing what was about to happen next. But then again, neither did I.

Harry took my face in his face and placed his lips firmly on mine. Harry Styles was kissing me. Harry fucking Styles was kissing me!

'Kiss back, you idiot!' My subconscious yelled.

I slowly started to kiss back and as Grimmy scoffed, I smirked against Harry's lips. Harry eventually pulled back and Grimmy looked appalled.

"You, just, kiss, what, huh?" Grimmy stammered. This time I smirked and said, "Go and tell your friends. He's my boyfriend."

Grimmy glared at me, but walked away and Harry and I broke into fits of laughter.

"Thank you." I whispered.

"For what?" Harry asked.

"Just for being there for me when no one else was." I said, blushing a bit.

"I'll be honest with right now. I love you, Liam. And I don't mean as a best friend or a brother. I love you. You hate yourself so much, but I think you're so beautiful. The world needs to see your beauty. I didn't kiss you to bother Grimmy. I just wanna know you better. I kissed you because there was an opportunity and I took it. My feelings aren't going to change, but you need to know." Harry took a breath.

"I love you too." I said.

He looked up at me with wide eyes and in that moment, I leaned in and pressed my lips to his and he kissed back.

Harry was my sanity. Without him, I'd be a lost soul. Like I said, he was my future and I plan on living that future to the fullest.