Outing Larry

Chapter 12

A/N A MASSIVE THANK YOU FOR ALMOST 600 READS! I AM HAPPY! HOPE YOU ARE ALL ENJOYING IT SO FAR. THIS IS FILLER SO SORRY IT IS KINDA SHORT. BUT I THOUGHT IT IS CUTE SEEING LARRY BEING A COUPLE. ALSO PLEASE DON'T HATE ON LOUIS. HE IS A BIT CONFUSED BUT HIS HEART IS IN THE RIGHT PLACE. LOVE YOU ALL XXX

Louis woke up to the feeling of warm sun on his skin. He stirred and stretched like a cat feeling relaxed and well rested. He opened one eye and quickly closed it again. Sunlight flooded the room and the bright light hurt his still sleepy eyes. The thing with glass walls is that if you forget to close the blinds, the light just floods and bursts into the room. He gave another attempt at opening his eyes, slowly letting them adjust to the bright sunlight.

He slowly turned his head to the side and saw Harry, sleeping naked on his stomach, his face away from him, his long hair sprawled on the pillow, his dark tattoos standing out against his pale creamy skin. He was so beautiful! Louis smiled to himself, a sad little smile because all that happened yesterday came creeping back into his memory, making his heart ache all over again. How could he be so cruel to Harry? He couldn't understand why he was always such a dick head to him. He knew he loved Harry so much that it hurt yet this relationship confused him, he confused himself and that was hurting Harry.

Harry had done nothing but been understanding of the whole 'fake girlfriend' situation and even though it hurt him, he never gave him any grief about it. Louis knew it pained him to see him with Eleanor because there were times when Harry had cried out his frustrations in his arms while Louis had held him and reassured him that he was the only one, that Eleanor was nothing to him and Harry had believed him and Harry had trusted him because Harry loved him unconditionally and knew that it had to be done. He had endured four years of it and now he was going to have to endure some more but Harry never took out his frustrations on him. Unlike him! No, Harry was calm and Harry was understanding and Harry did what was right for their relationship. So why couldn't he do the same for him? Because you're an obnoxious prick, his subconscious screamed at him!

Louis sighed and reached for Harry's phone which was on the bedside table next to him, to see what time it was. The display shone a brightly lit up 9:05am, against the background of a selfie of the two of them, smiling happily. Louis rolled over towards Harry and propped himself on his elbow, admiring the masterpiece that was Harry Styles. With his index finger, he softly traced a line from Harry's neck, down his spine and ended at his lower back. Harry shifted slightly but didn't wake. Louis smiled to himself. He leaned over and began placing kisses along the trail his finger had just made. He moved Harry's hair out of the way to expose his neck and started at the nape of Harry's neck kissing slowly and softly down his spine on his warm skin. Harry moaned and Louis smiled against his skin and continued kissing his way down till he was at the very base of his spine. Then ever so gently, he bit down on the skin of his bum cheek.

'Lou!' Harry whined in his deep, raspy voice. Louis chuckled as he placed a kiss where he had just bit him. Then he moved up again and placed a kiss on Harry's cheek.

'Good morning sunshine,' he whispered in his ear. He saw Harry's lips twitch into a small smile but his eyes remained closed.

'Hmmm,' Harry breathed. Louis chuckled again and playfully smacked Harry on the bum.

'Loueh!' he groaned out, 'what the fuck?' Louis laughed, got off the bed and pulled on his boxers.