larry oneshots i guess

we got this

it's the third day louis has had to be with eleanor and harry was tired of it. he's tired of all the silent glances, the meaningless hugs, all the i'm sorry's, and all the maybe later's.

harry sat in his and louis' bed, trying to fight the tears that threatened to cascade down his cheeks. then, that's when he heard a car door shut. he quickly rubbed his eyes and acted as if he were asleep. he heard the front door creak open, followed by small footsteps up the stairs. harry steadied his breathing when he felt the weight of louis on the other side of the bed.

louis sighed, "i'm home, harry," he whispered.
"today with eleanor sucked, i don't want to spend another minute with her..,"

that's when harry sat up and let out a mix of a whimper and a huff, "do you think i'm okay with all of this? you never say bye to me anymore, we never talk, it's like we're complete strangers again and i hate it. i miss you louis, i miss us!"

he tried to yell, but louis pulled harry into his chest and shushed him. "harry... it's not easy for me either. getting told by modest that she and i need to go out more and be more affectionate, i try to tell them i'd rather do it all with you, but they won't have it! all you and i can do is keep fighting. harry, i promise it'll get better. the fans love us and you know they won't ever stop, they know the truth. we got this baby boy,"

and with that, harry was asleep in louis' arms and all he could do was smile.

"we got this," he repeated.