Sugar & Kisses || Larry ||

The rules - 4

Louis went to bed around an hour ago, and Harry has been pacing the hotel hallways since, he wasn't sure how he could be protecting him when he went to bed like that, Louis was crying for fucks sake! 

Harry suggested they go to bed a bit early and then sleep in more, they had to leave pretty early to get to the venue in time, but Louis was itching for his weed, he knew he should quit and not be high but it helped him sleep, and he needed that. 

The show was being held in a huge venue, and Louis was nervous, he knew the fans would love them no matter what, but his anxiety was making it hard to breathe, weed usually helped with that. 

When Louis was slipping on his shoes to head out, Harry stopped him, he knew why he was going out and he really wanted Louis to stop with the weed and other drugs, but he wasn't sure how. 

"How about we lay and cuddle and I can sing you some lullabies instead, make you feel safe and comforted? I don't want you to darken your lungs more and make your head cloudy just to sleep, you need to be able to feel safe in yourself." Harry lowly said, almost in a whisper, like it was some bad thing he caught Louis doing. 

Louis' eyes started to tear up, a few drops rolling down his cheeks as he put down his shoes, he didn't want to disappoint Harry,  but it was so hard. 

Harry scooped him up in his arms, Louis being smaller than the strong man made it easier, and he loved that he could just pick him up, like a little kid. It made Harry smile fondly.

"Okay..." Louis said, and he was laid down and the comforter squished around him as Harry started humming, Louis finding it natural to cuddle up to Harry's chest. 

But in Louis' head the thoughts were racing, he couldn't keep them at bay. His tears started to roll down onto Harry's shirt and the comforter, he couldn't stop crying, he just felt so overwhelmed. 

"Shhhh Little one, it'll be alright, just try to breathe with me, yeah?" Harry quietly said, he knew that Louis would be filled with worry and anxiety, but he didn't know it would be this bad, that is probably why he smoked so often, to not feel or think as much. 

Even though Harry was comforting Louis, and he felt a little better, he couldn't help but let a small sob escape, he just felt so much. What if he forgot more lyrics than he already had? What if Harry thought this whole age-regression thing was a bad thing? What if it was too much for him? 

As he started sobbing more Harry's hand began soothingly moving down his back, he knew Harry wanted to comfort him but he just felt too much at the moment, but even then he snuggled closer and let the man comfort him. 

The song started out with humming and a few words until Harry's soothing voice filled the room and made everything soft, making the smaller boy feel safer than he had in a long time, he felt whole, even with tear-stained cheeks and wet eyes, he felt like it might be okay, that everything might work out. And with that, he fell into such a peaceful slumber he didn't notice Harry had left the bed. 

His feet were cold, but he could care less about his feet, Louis was the only thing really on his mind. How had he never seen how broken Louis was? Never seen the many demons that linger behind every shadow. 

He now understands why Louis took to drugs and alcohol,  and he knew it might become harder now that he was stopping. Harry determined to help the boy any chance he could, be there for him through everything. He truly adored the other boy. 

***

A slight knock on their door woke Hary up, he wasn't even sure what the time was, it seemed to still be dark outside. But he got out of the tangled mess he and Louis were in and opened the door. Niall was standing on the other side with a smile and a big plastic bag.