Larry Stylinson One Shots

Homeless Harry au - Part 3

Hello! Here's part three, I hope you enjoy. Also I feel the need to clarify that I'm definitely not a writer (I don't even enjoy it that much tbh), and I'm definitely not very creative so sorry if this story is predictable and bad :,) . And once again, this chapter is unedited so I'm sorry for any mistakes. Anyways, this part is a bit longer to make up for last chapter being short lol.

PS I wanted to post this chapter as quick as possible so I didn't reread it which means there could be some plot holes I missed. Sorry 😭.

Word count: 2939

"Let's go back to mine now, yeah?"

"But-" Harry begins to protest before being cut off by Louis.

"Ah, no buts. We made a deal, remember?" Louis says, referring to their conversation in the park earlier that night. "Unless you feel really uncomfortable staying with me of course, in which case I'll get you a hotel room or-"

"No!" Harry quickly interrupts. Embarrassed by his sudden outburst he adds in a softer voice, "S'just, I don't want you to spend any money on me or anything. I'll stay at yours. Thank you so much."

"Okay, as long as you're comfortable. That's the main priority. I don't mind paying for a hotel
room if that's where you'll be more comfortable."

"No, it's fine. I feel comfortable staying with you, and I'd honestly much prefer not to be alone right now" Harry blushed. "just- thank you. So much."

"No problem, Curly."

Harry giggles, and Louis fights to contain his excitement at seeing the boy laugh. "Curly?"

"Yup. Now let's head home, Curly."

Louis puts the car into drive then begins the journey home.

Not even five minutes into the half hour drive to Louis' house, Louis looks over to see Harry, slumped in his seat and fighting with all his night to stay awake.

"You can sleep, Haz, I'll wake you when we get there, okay?"

"Mmm, thanks, Lou." Harry mumbles half asleep, before drifting completely.

The car soon fills with the sound of Harry's little snores, and Louis has to stop himself from cooing at the small sound. There's just something about Harry that is so adorable to Louis.

Eventually, Louis pulled the car into the driveway of his small home, glancing over and seeing Harry was still sleeping. Gently, he reached over and began to shake Harry awake.

"Harry? Sorry to wake you, but we're here."

"Hmm?" Harry mumbled as he shot up in his seat, seemingly forgetting where he was for a moment before he realized he was still with Louis. "Oh, okay, thanks." He smiled sleepily.

Harry slowly climbed out of the car, waiting for Louis to get out so he could follow him inside. Louis noticed that Harry was still looking a bit shaky, so he placed a steadying hand on Harry's back as he began to guide him inside.

They were hit with a rush of warmth as Louis opened the door, as Louis could feel the tension melt away from Harry's back where his hand still rested on it.

"This is lovely, Louis." Harry said as he took in the cozy interior of the home. There was light being provided from a string of fairy lights hanging in the living room which could be seen from the front entryway. Harry peaked slightly more into the room as they moved further into the house and saw built in bookshelves lined with books, along with a fireplace that was currently lying dormant under a mantle sprinkled with what looked like family pictures and other small sentimental knick knacks.