Larry Reunion

6

LOUIS               

He hated me. He had to. I wish I could just blame it on drinks but I knew I didn't regret it. At least not fully. I fucked Harry styles. Maybe we didn't go all the way, but I had sex with him.

"Louis," He started, throwing on a pair of sweats 

"We won't say a thing to the lads. Got it?" I mumbled, fidgeting with my hands. His eyes went soft. He grabbed my hands. 

"They don't have to know. We do have to talk about it between us though, alright? Maybe not in this moment but soon" He said, looking into my eyes. I nodded. he gave me a peck on the forehead and left the room. 

What was between us? Did Harry mean what he said last night? I did. I still loved him. and he may think the same way. Something fluttered inside me. He had said it first. I sighed, planning out what I'd say later. Once I got my head together a bit I threw on some pajama pants and went down the stairs.

"Lou, I didn't do it, they started this with me." Harry's eyes were sorry as I reached the bottom of the stairs. 

"Wha-" I was cut off by Niall.

"YOU TWO FUCKED?!?! Are you guys back together?" He threw questions at me. No. No. No. Fucking dammit.

"We have yet to talk about it Niall. Now, explain how you got this information." I pinched the bridge of my nose. This morning was of to a great start.

"You guys weren't exactly quiet" Zayn said from the couch. Liam mumbled his agreements. I rolled my eyes.

"Well, you two, talk." Niall glanced between us and crossed his arms.

"Here?" Harry asked. Niall nodded. I turned to Harry.

"Okay so I'm going to ignore the fact that our best friends are right here. I'm just going to say it all and I ask that I can just let it out." Harry nodded. I took a deep breath. It was too early for this. 

"So when One Direction decided to go on break I started to panic. I knew it would all play out in the end with the band but I was scared for us. We would no longer have reason to be seen together and we would always be apart because of Simon. I could never see you and couldn't be seen going to your place and you couldn't be seen at mine. Even if we did go outside together more rumors of us coming back together would spark as well as more Larry rumors. We could handle the One Direction rumors but when there is rumors surrounding our relationship, we would have more stunts and we both know how much of a strain that had on our relationship. I broke up with you as a mere technicality, not because I lost feelings for you. I never had wanted to but I thought you were getting tired of stunts and your womanizer image that came with it. I couldn't have you go through that just for me." I explained. He nodded along right up until I said the words 'mere technicality'. His eyes darkened and I felt him grow stiff.

"I was just a technicality to you?" He whispered softly. 

"Haz, no. That's not what I meant." I messed this up.

"I didn't put up with it for you, Lou. I did it for us. You were the best thing I'd ever had. You were my everything. I would leave the fame behind for you. If Simon ever threatened my career over you, I'd chose you. I'd chose you every damn time. Of course I was scared too, but you should have talked to me about it. That is what boyfriends were supposed to do. I could deal with stunts. I could deal with my image. I could deal with seeing you with her. I could deal with rumors. I would go on a hundred fake dates if it meant I was still yours. I could deal with all the shit Simon put us through. What I couldn't deal with was being without you." His eyes were welling up with tears. Before any of us could react, he ran out the door into the woods. 

"Shit." Zayn piped up from the couch. Liam glared at him. Zayn sunk back down.

"What do I do?" I asked, my voice thick. 

"Go after him, dummy!" Niall exclaimed. I nodded, wiped my tears and raced to the door.

 Once outside, the cold air nipped at my face. 

"Harry! Harry, where are you?" I called out into the wind. I heard no reply. Shit. I ran toward the trees, still calling for him. After about an hour of looking, I was starting to panic. I had tears streaming down my face. My voice was growing hoarse.

"Harry!" I called out one last time. I sunk down, fully sobbing now. Had I really lost him? Even if I find him, will I still not get him back? I was a horrible boyfriend. 

"What did I do? What the hell did I do universe?" I yelled to the sky. I screamed again, just to let it out. 

But this mindset isn't what will get be to him. I stood back up and opened my mouth to call for him again, but before I could, I felt a hand against my mouth. 

I was pulled backward into hug. I started panicking again. That is, until I smelled the familiar scent of honey and lemon. Harry. I hugged him back.

"I thought I lost you. I thought someone kidnapped you or killed you. Then I though I was gonna get kidnapped or killed. Don't do that!" I punched his chest lightly, still being hugged my him. 

"Shhhh, Shhhh Lou. It's okay. I'm sorry for running off. You're okay. Sorry for scaring you." He rocked us back and forth slowly. 

Once I calmed down a bit I untangled myself from him and sunk to the ground. He sat next to me. He lay his head in my lap and I started playing with his hair. 

"I'm the one who should be sorry, Harry. You're right, I should have talked to you. I'm sorry for doing that to you. But you have to understand a bit of my reasoning. You cried to me about being called a womanizer and f slurs and Simon's words cut like a knife and I love you too much to see you deal with that. I thought if I broke up with you, you could have been happier. I'm sorry, That wasn't an assumption I should have made. Forgive me?" I said. I was staring at the trees while speaking but looked down at him when I asked him to forgive me. 

"Of course Lou. So, you still love me?" He asked, giggling and wiggling his eyebrows. I rolled my eyes and looked back to to trees.

"How could I not? You're so perfect. You're kind, funny, adorable, sexy, and my other half. I love you."

"So its not overstepping if I asked you to be my boyfriend again?"

I looked back at him again. He was grinning like a fool. Reminded me of something, couldn't put my finger on what.

"I'd love to." I smiled at him.

"Now kiss me you fool" he giggled out. I smiled at that. That's what he said before our first kiss, though fans didn't know it was a real kiss. That's what I was reminded of, that foolish smile. It hadn't changed. So I kissed him.