Outing Larry

Chapter 15

A/N SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING SOONER. I HAVEN'T BEEN FEELING VERY WELL AND ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS SLEEP. ANYWAY A MILLION THANKS FOR ALL THE READS. CAN'T BELIEVE I GOT OVER 700 READS. YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME. OKAY SO TO MAKE UP FOR MY LATE UPDATE THIS IS A BIT OF A LONG CHAPTER. ALSO THERE IS A TINY BIT OF SMUT.....BUT THERE WILL BE MORE SOON I PROMISE. TRYING TO GET BETTER AT IT :)

The remaining of the week was pretty much of the same for Louis and Harry. Swimming, relaxing, sleeping in, cooking, making love and Louis drinking himself blind every time Harry had to make an appearance with Nadine. Whenever Harry came home, he found him passed out on their bed and Harry always held him and loved him the best he could hoping that Louis would stop doing this to himself.

Harry took the blame for Louis' drinking problem upon himself even though he knew it wasn't entirely his fault. He had tried to talk to Louis about it these past few days while they were alone, trying to reason with him that it wasn't necessary for him to drink too much but Louis always shrugged the discussion away. He chose to ignore it telling Harry that his drinking was within limit, that he was fine, that he had it under control and that he should lighten up a little and stop worrying so much.

Harry had been aware of Louis' efforts all week. Every time he had to be seen with Nadine, Louis had put up a carefully guarded front. He'd smile and say he was fine, that it was all good and he understood what Harry needed to do but Harry knew that he was not fine at all. During these past five years he had gotten to know Louis very well and he could read him like an open book. His "relationship" with Nadine was killing him and eating him up inside. Harry never mistook the look on Louis' face when he saw pictures of him and Nadine on some magazine holding hands and kissing in public. It was a look of pain, hurt, anger and frustration.

Harry felt so bad for him and he desperately wanted to make him see that there was no need for him to be hurt and in pain and drink because Nadine meant absolutely nothing to him. Nobody meant anything to him but Louis! He needed him to understand and know that! But Louis was choosing to close himself off, preferring to keep his real emotions hidden behind that beautiful fake smile. He could fool the entire world but not Harry. Or the fans! Harry could never really thank the fans enough for always insisting Larry was real! They could see that Nadine was just another beard, how did Louis not see it? The fans were all over Twitter tweeting about how fake "Hadine" is and how Larry is real. In a way, he was grateful to them because their relationship was out there because of them! The fans made their closet a little less wood and more made of glass.

The real Louis came through when Harry didn't need to be "seen" with Nadine. When he got to keep Harry all to himself, Louis was happy and he genuinely smiled and laughed, he was relaxed and in a good mood. Louis then was a different person. He was the Louis Harry knew. Harry wanted that Louis everyday, to be happy and at ease, to stop worrying and thinking thoughts that hurt him but Louis was a complicated complication, his complicated complication because Harry knew what hurt Louis, what made Louis vulnerable. Whenever he's intoxicated, he talks and says things that he hides when he's sober. And Harry knew only too well that Louis was hiding everything beneath the surface for him, so Harry wouldn't worry or be afraid of him losing his temper.

Harry looked across the table at Louis who was squinting in the sun, sitting in a chair, his legs stretched out before him. He looked relaxed and gorgeous. A week in L.A had done wonders for his appearance. His skin was tanned a golden bronze, his hair was a little lighter and his eyes have never been any bluer. Harry couldn't help but feel like he was falling in love with him all over again. Louis looked at him.