My Bully's Brother

13

A/N: a lot of larry shit (also my chapters are getting longer each time)

Harry groans as he wakes before his eyes are flying open in panic, the last thing he remembers is falling asleep on Louis in the middle of a car park and now he has no idea where he is.

Harry sits up slowly and rubs his eyes but jumps when he sees his hand engulfed in a sweater paw. He looks down at himself to see that he's wearing a very big navy blue hoodie and he's still wearing his skirt from earlier.

Harry looks around the room and notices that he's lying in the bed of a very familiar room.

Louis' room.

Suddenly, the door is being swung open carefully and Harry jumps but his heart calms down when he sees Louis walking into the room with an electric guitar in his hands.

"Louis?" Harry croaks.

Louis visibly jumps but smiles when he makes eye contact with Harry. "Oh you're awake."

"Yeah um what time is it?" Harry mumbles with a small yawn dragging out the rest of his speech.

"I don't know but don't worry, you only slept for under an hour." Louis smiles and puts his guitar back on the rack before sitting at the end of the bed by Harry's feet.

"How did I end up here?" Harry asks again. He knows he's asking a lot of questions but he's feeling rather disoriented.

"Well after you fell asleep I brought you to my car and I was going to bring you back to your house but I didn't want to have to explain everything to your mum and I wanted to spend more time with you...so I brought you back here instead, I hope you don't mind. I gave you my hoodie because you looked kind of cold." Louis smiles as he explains.

"I don't mind at all." Harry blushes but frowns when he recalls the latest events. "So I'm sorry about everything that happened." He looks down, guilty.

"Little one, you have nothing to be sorry for. I'm guessing you get panic attacks quite a lot as you seemed to know what was happening so it wouldn't surprise me that you had one when put into that scenario. It's still taking a lot in me not to smash Brad's head into that damn goalpost he scored in." Louis grumbles but still manages to keep a sympathetic look on his face.

"It's fine, I was being over dramatic, it's not like he forced me into it. Sure, I didn't really like it but he thought I did. I just wasn't expecting it, I thought he wanted to be my friend...but clearly not." Harry sighs while scrunching his nose with one of his sweater paws.

"That's not an excuse Harry, he should of been able to read your body language without being a selfish prick." Louis points out while trying to keep his voice under control.

"Well thank you for looking after me, Lou." Harry smiles but blushes when he realises he let the nickname slip.

"Lou?" Louis asks curiously while the biggest smile lights up his face.

"Sorry it slipped." Harry squeaks while blushing immensely.

"I like it when you call me that, call me Lou all the time." Louis grins making Harry beam up at him.

Harry squirms a little before deciding to change the subject. "So what do you want to do?"

"I wanna get to know you." Louis presses while subtly moving closer to Harry who moves his legs so he's now sitting cross legged opposite Louis.

"Well why don't we take it in turns to asks questions about each other?" Harry smiles shyly and Louis stifles a laughs at Harry's childish response.

"Sure little one, you go first then."