Larry Oneshots

Kissed You In The Rain

Short description: AU, 1960s, Louis is a Bookshop owner and lives in a small village in the middle of  a big forest. He also has a secret love affair with Harry, the local poet who lives in a small cottage in the woods.
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Songs for this Oneshot:
Fire on Fire - Sam Smith
Take me to church - Hozier
HIM - Sam Smith
Try - Pink
Willow - Jasmine Thompson
Bleeding Out - Imagine Dragons
Secret Love Song - Little Mix ft. Jason Derulo

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(Louis' Pov)
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The young man pulled his scarf tighter around his neck when another gust of wind caught him. He reached the door of his little bookshop and tried to snatch the right key with clammy fingers. After successfully opening the door, he set his hat, jacket and scarf down at the designated place and walked behind the counter. Louis sighed and put on his glasses, he knew that today would be a long day. 

After five hours and no more than seven customers, he decided it was time for a break. After a short glance out of the window he put his clothes back on and closed the door. He walked the short way to the forest and his feet automatically found the path he already knew by heart. The little cottage soon came in sight and his steps got faster. He opened the door and a head shot up in his direction. Harry grinned wide and set his pen down. He walked the few steps to Louis, who meanwhile closed the door and embraced him in a gentle hug. 

"My love, after years and years of waiting, I can finally hold you in my arms again."

Louis laughed and slightly pat his shoulder. "The last time I was here was yesterday, silly. You're just being dramatic."

He pulled the lanky boy down to himself and kissed him softly on the lips. After they seperated again, he murmured against his lips: "But that doesn't mean I didn't miss you."

Harry smiled. "How long can you stay?"

"Maybe an hour or two, the shop is running slow today. What have you been up to?"

The other man told him he hasn't been very productive, like the last few days. Louis frowned.

"Is it still because of that asshole?"

Harry sighed and nodded, averting his eyes to the ground with a sad frown.

"Oh baby, don't let that get to you. They don't know what they're talking about."

Louis could see that Harry was still upset about the incident that happened some days before at the bookshop. Someone wrote some nasty slurs all over the front window of his shop and  Louis discovered it on the next day when he wanted to open. At first he was anxious that someone would know that he was together with Harry, but after he let the thoughts circle around in his head for a few hours, he dismissed it because they were way too careful. Nevertheless, he told Harry about it when he went to his house in the evening and he cried for a solid hour.

"It's just.. I want to hold your hand in public. I want to kiss you no matter if people are watching or not. I want to be able to say that you're mine."

His voice cracked at the last word and fresh tears streamed down his face. Louis swallowed his own tears down and thumbed gently over his lovers' cheeks.

"Oh sweetheart.. You know how much I want all of that too but we have to be patient.. Our people in London are already trying so bad to legalize being gay and some day we'll be able to love each other openly. Just be patient my dear.."

He placed a chaste kiss on Harry's lips and led him to the bed in the corner of the room. He noticed that the bed was made and looked exactly the same as it looked the last two days.