Bravery (Larry AU/short story)

Chapter 3

New chapter! I hope you enjoy it. The song sort of fits, but it's also just nice. ;) The picture shows how Louis looks in my story. ISN'T HE PRECIOUS!! o_O

After a while Harry pulled back, wiping the tears from his eyes.

"I'm so sorry... I didn't wanna be a bother... I..." Harry said, quickly putting on his shirt again.

"No no Harry it's completely fine! You're no bother at all!" Louis said, squeezing Harry's shoulder. He wrapped his arms around the curly boy in a last short hug and Harry nuzzled his head in the crook of Louis' neck. He smiled, gently stroking Harry's back. They pulled away after a few seconds, leaving an awkward silence. Harry wasn't crying anymore and was looking down on his hands instead. Louis smiled at the shy manner, staring at the other boy in awe. His eyelashes were still wet and they looked beautiful. Louis wondered what was happening to him. He usually wasn't a big hugger, he never really makes body contact with people. But Harry really had an effect on him. It was nice hugging him. Really nice.

"So... do you still want pasta?" Louis asked, smiling while standing up from the couch. Harry looked up to him, nodding. He gave the older boy a small smile, while he followed him into the kitchen. He still smiled, although it was only Louis' back he was smiling at but he couldn't stop.

When they were back in the kitchen Louis faced the stove, turning it back on. The water immediately started boiling again, and Louis jumped. Harry laughed a little, covering his mouth with one hand.

"You should do that" Louis said, pointing towards the stove, gesturing Harry to take care of the cooking. Harry grimaced towards Louis while standing in front of the stove, giggling at the other boy's incapability.

"It's okay! I can't cook!" Louis sighed, grinning in embarrassment. Harry continued chopping the veggies, shaking his head in disbelief. Louis blushed a little, sitting back on the table.

Soon the food was ready and Harry put the pots on the table where Louis sat before. The older boy got two plates and silverware from the cupboards. They sat down on the table on opposite sides and started eating the pasta. Harry made a delicious sauce with various vegetables, and Louis closed his eyes in enjoyment.

"Mmh that's really good! I'm glad I didn't cook" Louis said and flashed Harry a bright smile.

"Thanks" Harry said, blushing a little. Harry and his mother usually cooked together at home where she taught him how to cook a lot of meals. He felt glad that he managed to impress Louis, flattered that he liked it. Suddenly Louis burst out laughing, pointing at Harry's face what made the younger boy furrow his eyebrows.

"You have something in your face" Louis said, chuckling.

"Oh" Harry said in embarrassment and started wiping his mouth clean, which made Louis laugh even more and left Harry confused.

"Not there!" Louis giggled and leaned over the table to help Harry and he started wiping something off his cheekbone. How did it get there? Harry wondered.