We Made It (Larry Stylinson Au) Louis pov

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A/N: So while reading through the chapter in the first book, I realised that I messed up with the storyline again. I did this in the last chapter with Louis and Harry's scene after they woke up. Just pretend that never happened and read this chapter okay? I'd really appreciate it.

Anyways back to the chapter.

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Louis pov

When I woke up, I felt a warm weight on my body. I realised it was Harry on my chest. Then I realised something else. Harry was lying on my chest, naked. I was also naked under Harry. We had given each other blowjobs not long before. I could feel Hardy's eyes on me.

"Are you staring at me again love?" I asked.

"No" Of course he would lie about it.

I opened my eyes and saw that I was right. He smiled up at me which caused my own smile to form.

"So you decided to lie again this time"

"I'm sorry Lou but you can't blame me for admiring my boyfriend who is very beautiful"

"That apology isn't enough. You lied to me and now you need to be punished" I smirked at him.

I went on top of him and started tickling him. It was an awkward position considering both of our ducks were just hanging loose.

"Please stop Lou. I'm really sorry" he begged.

"I'm sorry Lou, please stop. I'll do anything just stop. I'm begging you" he pleaded. I decided to have mercy and stop.

"Anything you say?" I asked my eyebrow raised.

All of a sudden his lips were crashing into mine and his legs wrapped around my waist, flipping us over so he was on top. He kissed my hu grily and if that wasn't enough to turn me on he was also grinding on me. My cock was rubbing against his thigh and I could feel his hard on.

There was no way I was going to be a bottom so I grabbed his waist and flipped him over so I was back on top of him. I kissed him and slid my tongue in his mouth so it was a passionate kiss. What I liked was that out tongues were dancing together rather than fighting for dominance. I kissed him down his jaw and moved to his neck.

"Louis" he moaned.

"What is it love?" I asked.

"I would love to do this but my mum's home by now and I'm sure your mum is worried about you"

"I'll just tell her I'm staying over at a friend's house"

"Alright"

We sat in silence and I was still on top of him. Then I remembered what Gemma had told me earlier on that day. I was nervous about his reaction but I still asked about it.

"Um Haz?"

"Yeah Lou"

"There's something I want to ask you"

"Okay. What is it?"

"So Gemma kinda um told me that you had a panic attack the day I ran away. I just wa-"

"She told you what!?" I moved off of him at his sudden outburst.

"Calm down Hazza. I promise you she didn't even mean to tell me all of that. It just slipped out while she was talking about how she was worried about you. She said you hadn't been eating Haz and that worries me too"

"I was eating at school though so it doesn't matter"

"And the panic attack?"

"Well it was expected considering the way you ran away from me"

What did he mean it was expected? Had he experienced panic attacks beforehand? I really hope not. I just can't imagine that happening to my Hazza.

"I already told you I was sorry and what do you mean it was expected? Have you had a panic attack before that day?"

"Yeah but it's not that important" Clearly he was avoiding the topic at hand.

"Yes it is. It worries me that it wasn't the first time and I feel even worse for being the cause of the most recent one. That means it could happen again and I don't want that"

"There's nothing to worry about Lou. It was just those few times. I'm okay now"

"So you weren't okay before? Did you or do you have anxiety?"

"I don't have anxiety"

"That means you used to have it. Harry can you please just open up to me? You've never even told me why you moved here from Cheshire. Do you not trust me?" My voice cracked. I realised how much it bothered me that Harry was keeping things from me.

"Alright. I'll tell you the truth. It all started a few years ago. I hadn't come out as gay yet but I still got bullied for it. All the popular kids used to gang up on me for dressing too feminine or acting gay. They said hurtful things to me and when I actually came out, they started hurting me physically too. I used to wear bright coloured clothes and apparently that was 'gay'. Mum told me that it would get better at some point and I was stupid enough to actually believe her. But then last year I started getting panic attacks and mum was really worried. Soon they got worse and one day it was so bad I ended up in the hospital. That's when mum decided to move somewhere else. Her friends recommended Doncaster 'cause apparently it's filled with nice people who won't judge you for who you are. At first I didn't buy it until I met Zayn and Liam. To be honest I thought they didn't judge me because they were also gay. I got really scared when you found out because you're popular and I thought you would tell everyone at school and the bullying would happen again. But when you said it doesn't matter whether I'm gay or not I was relieved"

I saw a year roll down his cheek which broke my heart. I started tearing up too. I mean, why would anyone want to hurt my Hazza? He's such an amazing person who always sees the good in people. He's really nice, handsome, funny and smart too. And I could never forget those dimples. Those adorable dimples that I always wanted to poke. Those eyes I fell in love with from the day we first met. That was when it clicked in my brain. I was in love with Harry Styles. I was completely in love with Harry Edward Styles.

I could tell he was hesitant to say something but he eventually said it and I wished he didn't.

"Then there was that one afternoon during the weekend when we hung out at the coffee shop. While you were in the bathroom, some guy approached me and said he noticed that I was hanging out with you a lot. He said it was obvious I was gay and that it was disgusting. He called me a... he called me a..."

"What did he call you love? You know you can tell me" I said in a soft voice, hoping it was comforting.

"He called me the f slur" he said, with tears in his eyes. His cheeks were soaked in tears due to all the crying.

"He what!? Who did this?" I asked, my voice filled with anger. How dare this person call Harry the f slur.

"Some guy at school"

"I want his name Harry"

"His name is Nick. You know him?"

I couldn't believe it. My ex-best mate said all that shit to Harry. My Harry. I vowed to kill him the next time I saw him.

"Yeah I know him. We used to be best mates back then until I met Niall. He became distant and since then we never spoke again"

"Louis what are you gonna do? You've got this look in your eyes and I don't like it one bit"

"I'm gonna teach that bastard a lesson for messing with my boyfriend"

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A/N: I don't really have much to say since I already said enough in the beginning but yeah, I'm sorry for all these mistakes in the storyline. I would remove that scene from the chapter but I don't want to so deal with it. Also I've been saying this a lot now but ignore any mistakes you find in the chapter. I didn't have time to edit this as I had to study for a test I am going to write tomorrow. It's worth 60% of my grade so I need to do good in this. Hopefully, I don't mess up. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I will see you in the next chapter. <333