Skater Boy - Larry Stylinson

Chapter 14:

Harry waits by the door twenty minutes before 7 PM. He's freaking out. He knows that by going to the party he's going to have to face a few scary faces, calling him names. He keeps telling himself Louis will be there for him, but he's still scared out of his mind. He tries not to think about it as the minutes pass by, but it makes him more anxious.

At 7 PM on the dot, there's a knock at the door. Harry is quick to open it. Louis stands there in the same costume and gives Harry a bright smile.

"Ready to go love?" Louis asks extending his arm. Harry takes one last deep breathe before taking Louis' arm.

"Yeah."

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The party is on full blast when they arrive. Teens are all over the place, all of them wearing different costumes. Harry clings to Louis as they make their way through the crowd. Louis maneuvers them until they stand in the kitchen. Louis grabs them both some punch, making sure it's not spiked, and then he drags Harry along. They walk around for a bit, before Louis decides to hit up the dance floor. Harry and Louis move along the upbeat song. They stay relatively close as they dance, eventually getting so close they moved as one. Harry didn't mind he loved the close proximity. He was having a great time, way better than any other party he's ever been too.

Louis kept his word about not letting anyone mess with his Harry. He made sure no stupid jerks came too close to groping his precious baby. They danced for a few hours before Harry claimed he was extremely knackered. They made their way back to the kitchen to get some water. After taking a sip, Louis realizes that he hasn't had a chance to go to the bathroom.

"Hey Harry I gotta hit the toilets. Do you mind waiting here, or do you want to come with me?"  Louis says. Harry thinks it's best he wait in the kitchen. As much as he wanted to go with him, he thinks he needs to give Louis at least a bit of space.

"I'll wait here."

"Ok I won't take long." And then he's off in search of the bathroom. Harry leans back against the counter as he waits. He takes a few more sips of his water and looks around. He's mostly alone, there are a few others getting drinks and such.

The minutes seem to be going incredibly slow. Once he hits the seven minute mark, he decides that maybe he should go find Louis. He really doesn't like being alone with so many people around. He walks tentatively among the crowd, trying to not catch too much attention. He's just about to turn into a hall when he crashes into someone. He quickly apologizes trying to get out of the way. However the person who he knocked into holds him in place.

"Hiya Harry, fancy seeing you here." Came the voice of none other than Nick Grimshaw. Harry really has the worst of luck at parties. He tries to move away again but Nick keeps a steady grip on his waist. "Where are you going baby, I thought we could dance." Harry feels panicked now. He really doesn't want to dance with Nick. He really just wants to leave. He tries moving once more, but Nick just won't let go. He struggles, hoping Nick would just get the hint and let go, but he doesn't. Harry can feel tears in his eyes, just waiting to spill out. He doesn't want to cry, especially not in front of Nick. He's just about to let Nick have him in hopes that maybe he'll be able to leave when he hears a familiar voice coming to his rescue.

"Nick I suggest you take your hands off of my boyfriend." Louis shouts as he comes closer, trying to shove Nick away. Nick finally let's go of Harry and turns to Louis.

"I'm sorry did I hear boyfriend. Now that's impossible. Why would a guy like Harry go for a guy like you?" Nick yells. Louis becomes furious. It's one of his biggest insecurities and here Nick is poking fun about it. Louis grits his teeth pushing himself forward into Nick. They land on the floor with a thud and Louis grabs Nick's shirt collar. He pulls him up only to push him back down harshly.

"I may be different than he is, but I still care him more than you ever will." Louis says angrily. He repeats his previous action of slamming Nick on the ground then finally gets up. He looks around for Harry, but doesn't see hi m anywhere. He asks a few of the witnesses and they tell him they saw Harry heading outside. Louis quickly makes his way into the front yard.

Harry sits in the grass outside. He looks up into the stars cursing himself for causing Louis trouble. He sighs knowing that Louis will probably come find him and tell him it would be better if he dated someone else. Except Harry doesn't want someone else. He wants his Louis, the Louis that gives him kisses whenever he asks, the Louis that loves cuddling him until Harry literally can't breathe. He loves his Louis. Harry takes two seconds to comprehend his thoughts. He loves Louis. His mind is racing. He just came to the conclusion that he loves Louis and he doesn't really know how to handle it.

Louis finally makes his way outside. He sees Harry sitting in the grass and thanks the heavens didn't leave. He walks over to him, sitting down next to him.

"Harry, are you alright?" Louis asks. Harry just nods. "Did he touch you wrong, because if he did he doesn't know what's-"

"Louis I'm fine really. I just wish Nick wasn't so mean." Harry turns to Louis and gives him a sad smile. Louis scoots in closer and wraps his arms around Harry. Harry's sad smile turns into one of joy as he cuddles into Louis.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you." Louis says after a while.

"It's fine, you had to go to the bathroom" Harry reasons, but Louis still feels really bad.

"But I told you I would always be there for you and I wasn't. I always want to be there for you." Louis whispers into Harry's hair.

"I know you do, but sometimes I'm going to have to fight some battles alone."

"I still want to be there supporting you. I'll always be there, even if you don't want me too."

"I'll always want you. I don't care that people see you different because of your tattoos. I'll always see you as my Louis." They stay like that for a while before Harry realizes the time.

"We should get going. Its 10:45 and I'm supposed to be home by 11." They stand up and Louis clasps his hand with Harry's. They walk in silence, walking slowly even though it will make the walk longer.

The pair arrives a bit later than 11, but its okay. Louis gives Harry a lingering kiss at his front door.

"Night Curly." Louis whispers, their lips still relatively close.

"Night Lou. Sweet dreams." Louis gives him one last peck, before he walks away, the taste of Harry's lips lingering on his.