Hand On My Heart. {Larry and Ziall}

Chapter Four.

Louis' POV

We were snuggled up in the King-sized bed, watching The Lucky One. I guess it's just me but I thought I saw Harry blink a tear away. I faced him and I saw his fluffy red eyes. "Hazza don't cry. It'll be okay." I hugged him tight. Even though we were lying in the bed, and it was really weird, I still loved to hug him. "It's just so sad. Why do you even like this movie?" He asked me. "I think Zac is hot." I told him totally honest. He raised an eyebrow. "Sorry." I faced my hands.  "Thank god. I thought I was the only one, but I want to show you something." He ended the movie and got out of the room. 

When Harry walked back in he had a guitar with him. "I'm not the best player, but I just know one song. I played it at my granddads funeral. He started strumming the notes. I reconized the song immediatly. What hurts the most, by Rascal Flatts. I was at the funeral of my granddads friend and they played it too. I should tell him afterwards. Harry started singing. 

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty houseThat don't bother meI can take a few tears now and then and just let ‘em out

I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while even thoughGoin' on with you gone still upsets meThere are days every now and again I pretend I'm okayBut that's not what gets me

Tears were falling on his cheek. I stood up and joined him. 

What hurts the most

Was being so close

And havin' so much to say

And watchin' you walk away

And never knowin'

What could've been

And not seein' that lovin' you

Is what I was tryin' to do

It's hard to deal with the pain of losin' you everywhere I go

But I'm doin' it

It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone

Still harder gettin' up, gettin' dressed, livin' with this regret

But I know if I could do it over

I would trade, give away all the words that I saved in my heart

That I left unspoken

What hurts the most

Is being so close

And havin' so much to say(Much to say)

And watchin' you walk away

And never knowin'

hat could've been

And not seein' that lovin' you

Is what I was tryin' to do, ohOh yeah

Tears were falling on my cheek as well now. 

What hurts the most

Was being so close

And havin' so much to say

And watchin' you walk away

And never knowin'

What could've beenAnd not seein' that lovin' you

Is what I was tryin' to do

Not seein' that lovin' you

That's what I was trying to do, ooo

Harry put his guitar on the floor and sat against the wall. He cried his heart out. I sat down next to him and hugged him tight. "Hazza, it'll be fine. I promise. I think I was there, I mean his funeral. He was a great friend of my granddad. When he passed away he was lost. Within 2 weeks I lost him. I know how hard this is Hazza, but I'm here for you, okay? I don't care if I only know you for a few hours. It'll be okay, because I'm here now." He hugged me tighter. "Thanks Lou. I really appreciate that. Thank you so much." I hugged him back and I stood up. "Let's get some food. I'm hungry." I held my hand out and he pulled hisself up. "Yeah me too." 

We walked down the stairs and found Niall and Zayn sucking each others faced off. I burst out in laughter and Harry pulled me away. He put his finger on my mouth. He dragged me to the kitchen and he burst out in laughter as well. "I'm sorry. They're just always snogging." He said. "I wish I could do that." I mumbled. "What?"  I thought he wouldn't hear it. Shit.  "I said that I'd like to date someone again, to love someone. To be loved just like them." He nodded. "Yeah me too. I miss the feeling of being loved. I just want to have someone as well." He seemed sad. "Well who cares, we can be single as well. We don't need lovers to be happy, do we?" He shook his head. "Let's eat, I'm really hungry."