broken promises [larry stylinson]

chapter 12

*louis' POV continued*

we both knew that i was coming in with him.

"ready?" harry asked me as we drove up to the hospital.

i nodded. "ready."

we parked and ran through the rain, running to the entrance.

a young lady at the desk said without looking up from her computer. "ello, who are you looking for?"

"anne styles."

"im sorry, only harry-" she started.

she looked up, wide eyes and all. "OH MY GOD ITS HAROLD AND LOUIS!"

we nodded. "we just really, really, need to get to her room-" harry started.

"SIGN MY BOOBS!" she screamed.

we both covered our eyes as she lifted up her shirt and then her bra.

"PUT THAT AWAY! JESUS JUST TELL US THE ROOM." i screamed.

she put her boobs back in her bra and then pulled down her shirt.

"oh uhhh right. um, sorry my inner fangirl just comes out and gets crazy." she said laughing.

she was fucking crazy.

"just tell us the fucking room already!" harry yelled.

she jumped and started typing. "ok, um room 104. anne styles."

we literally just ran away and walked to the elevator.

we ran inside the elevator as fast as we could. we needed to just get away from that crazy bitch.

we got inside and we just started laughing hysterically.

"doesn't she know we are gay?!" i asked, chuckling.

"i have no idea." he said back, laughing.

we looked at each other, once we reached the floor we needed to.

we went to the first floor, because the number 104 had a one in front.

we exchanged looks.

"its okay louis. you could just stay outside if you want and-" harry started.

i looked deep in his eyes.

a beautiful color...

"lets do this." i said smirking.

some spanish nurse starting yelling at us in spanish.

we both thought that she was telling us to get out of the elevator.

i rasied my eyebrows and harry put his hands up.

then we quickly got out of the elevator.

i looked back and the lady rolled her eyes.

we laughed and then walked to the 104 room.

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*harry's POV*

we took a deep breath when we walked inside.

my dad was talking to my mom in a hospital bed.

he turned and looked at me got up.

"harry-" he started.

then louis stepped in the way so my dad could see him.

"YOU BROUGH HIM-" my dad started.

"desmond." my mom said, pulling his hand for him to sit down.

"dad, i don't understand why you just cant see that im happy being gay." i said, looking down.

"you need-" my dad said.

"well, louis. thank you for coming to see me. that was very kind of you, lad." she said which a soft smile across her face.

"thank you mrs. styles." louis said with a smile in return.

"you can call me anne, louis." she responded.

"thank you- anne." he corrected.

"mum, thank you for under-" i started to say.

my mum was finally starting to understand!

"harry, i don't understand. i really don't. but im going to be nice to louis because you love each other and it really isn't a problem to me. even though i don't agree, i love you and i will just have to deal with it." she said. "desmond, you should too."

"you want me to say that my son is normal?!" my dad said, raising his voice a little.

"desmond- lower your voice please." my mom said, closing her eyes.

my dad was scary when he yelled- and i was afraid when he did.

my mom got afraid too.

"NO! i won't lower my voice because this whole thing is stupid! my own son shouldn't be a homosexual! he should like girls!" my dad said, now yelling.

i started to cry.

why was my dad so harsh?

"DESMOND!" my mom yelled.

"you made harry cry." she added quietly.

A/N: heyoo! omg its so late and im writing and i should probably get to bed. but you know what? #yolo im going to bed late ahahaha. anyways for those of you who are reading this late at night- GO TO BED BECAUSE IM GOING TO BED TOO. ok? goodnight. sweet dreams! xxx