Today wasn't good for them . Weeks later after the date and Louis had another breakdown he gets them like a girl gets her period. Every month.
And it was more of a sad breakdown then a angry one.
" Lou are you okay " . Harry came over ." Yeah I'm fine " Louis told Harry. Harry sat down beside Louis , whom was on the ground. Harry put his arm around Harry's back and Louis put his head faced forward into his shoulder he was crying.
" Baby hey it will be okay " Harry whispered. Louis wanted to just go and kiss Harry but he was too upset. " Lou what do you do when I get like this. " Harry asked.
" I read you your poem. " Louis whispered hating feeling broken . " Tell me my poem that my beautiful , sexy , and wonderful boyfriend wrote for me . " Harry said. " Where is that guys " Louis laughed. Harry pushed him a little.
"He talked I listened. Truth be told I did listen to his heart shattering past , but honestly I listened to how he said the words. The way the words slipped off his lips. That made his eyes water. I listened to how he talked about his pain while trying to keep a smile on that beautiful face of his. I listened to how he closed his eyes and swallowed then took in his past like I never could. The green eyed boy who has felt worse pain then most still shared with me his past his heartache and most of all a little bit of his happiness. " . Louis said softly. It called him down a little.
" I don't have work come to bed we can cuddle all day even if it is one of our bad ones love " Harry said as he got up. Louis felt loved . He walked with Harry. They got in bed. Louis loved to spoon Harry . And Harry loved being held by Louis.
They loved this having a person being yourself around them . Too soon to say falling in love .
" Baby get up come on love hey up " Harry said. Louis rubbed his eyes." Come on " Harry whispered cutely. He kissed Louis . " What's wrong " Louis asked. " Nothing I just wanted to show you something you sleepy hedgehog " Harry said. " Oi I am not a hedgehog sleep on the other hand " Louis said.
Louis got up and freshes up . After that he followed Harry to the indoor pool. On of Louis favorite places in his house. Louis looked at what Harry had done . He had roses in almost every color all over. Filled with lights and dark all at once. " Dance with me " Harry said.
" Why babe you know I don't dance " Louis said. " Dance " Harry whispered in Louis ear Which sent shivers down his back in a good way.
Harry put on a slow song . He pulled Louis closer. " You know I'm the romantic one right so what is all of This for Louis asked. " Ugh I can be romantic second I want my man to cheer up and know that he is loved and I can do that " Harry whispered . " It barley fazed Louis. That Harry wanted to know that be his loved.
Louis blushes." I know " Louis said. " Wait did you say your man am I yours " Louis smirked. Harry pulled away a little. " You were always mine since I baked you those cookies. Mine " Harry said. Louis laughed. " You planned this huh " Louis said. " Well look at that arse " Harry laughed as they slowly danced. Then out of knowwhere Harry pushes Louis into the color filled roses petal pool . " Fuck " Louis yelled. Harry got in. Then he went to Louis and kissed him.
" Hazza what the hell " Louis said. Then Harry straddled Louis in the water. " I wanted to be colorful with you " Harry laughed it was a joke. " Roses are red violets are blue Harry is mine and he calls me boo . " Louis said. Harry kissed him. They plates around in the pool splashing water on each other. Then Louis realized he forgot about what happened.
" Baby " Louis whispered in his ear from behind him. Harry turned around . " What " he asked Louis. " Mine " . Louis said. Then he took Harry's hoodie on the couch where Harry was by and ran. He was like a kid. He was happy. For once. " Boobear get out here with my hoodie. " Harry yelled. The thing about having a best friend as your boyfriend helps. " Hazza nooooo" Louis said . It was like a game of Marco Polo.
Finally Harry found him. Grabbed him up and looked deep into his eyes. " Mine " he said. He took off the hoodie. He wasn't talking about the hoodie though.
Smut or really fluff ig warning ⚠️ next chapter ⚠️if uncomfortable or just don't feel like it then yeah. Also for all those who ask even though Louis is childish Right now he does too . Also sorry for the cringey smut or fluff the next update.
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The Painted Poet (A Larry stylinson AU)
Fanfiction"Body to ash from fire deep within from one single touch like when fire meets gin. My soul aches for strength from your addicting smile because one glance at it and I don't feel like dying for a while. " Twenty three year old Louis Tomlins...