* Flashback *
‘Harry ? What the fuck are you doing here ?’ A blurry face asked. ‘Harry ? Harry ?!’
He could feel it but there was no way he was controlling anything. He couldn’t see right, couldn’t bring himself to speak, couldn’t move. He was paralysed by his fatigue and unable to understand what was happening. When he finally made out the scene around him, he realized he was probably just dreaming.
‘Do you want some water ?’ He heard like an echo behind him when he stepped into the room in front of him. It looked like a small flat, not much furniture and a lot of takeout boxes and bottles everywhere. He started exploring the place, opening every door, every cupboard and every drawer. He was about to open another one when he felt a hand pull him away. He turned to face someone he wasn’t expecting to see ever again.
‘Jesse ?’ Harry said but couldn’t hear himself. He thought no sound had came out but the boy nodded and stepped closer to hold him in place.
‘Are you alright ? Are you hallucinating or something ?’ Jesse asked but all Harry could hear was random words coming out of his mouth, not making any sense. He turned around and made his way to the couch and sat down, waiting for Jesse to join him. When he did, he felt the couch bounce and realized he had decided to sit right next to him.
‘Jesse, Jesse, Jesse.’ Harry sighed. ‘Why ?’
‘What ? Why what ?’
‘I thought you were my friend.’ He said, frowning this time. He turned to face him completely and scooted closer, making Jesse pull back slightly.
‘I was. And that drove me crazy.’ Harry tilted his head in confusion, waiting for him to add something. ‘I wanted more.’
‘You’re straight.’ Harry shook his head.
‘Don’t need to be a hundred per cent gay to fall for you.’ Jesse whispered, smiling to himself and looking down at his hands on his thighs.
‘So you ruined my life because you liked me ?’
‘I promise I didn’t mean to ! You never told me your parents didn’t know. Yes, I assumed they wouldn’t know about Louis and that they’d make you break up with him, and that was a dick move, but the rest is true.’
‘I liked you, you know. I liked you a lot.’ Harry sighed. ‘I just thought we’d be close friends and then you-‘
‘Harry. I’d do anything to make it up to you. Louis made it clear to stay away from you and by the way he broke Tommy’s leg, I didn’t want to fight him. But I’d still be there if you had let me. And I’d do anything to make it right with you.’ Jesse said and took Harry’s face in his hand. He leaned closer, bringing their faces closer and closer until their forehead touched.
‘What are you doing ?’ Harry muttered.
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Therapy (Larry Stylinson)
FanficHarry Styles is a twenty-one year old college student who lost track of how many times he’s screwed up. He can’t handle a relationship, can’t keep his grades up, can’t deal with his family, struggles with depression, and finds the worst ways to cope...