Saving Harry

Harry's POV

"I'm going to fix this. I promise." Louis said to me, grabbing my phone.

"L-Lou, what are you doing?" I stuttered, almost crying again. I stood up in panic and nearly shouted, "Lou if you're going to tweet from my account please don't! Manageme-" I was interrupted by Louis placing his hand over my mouth. He had then taken my hand and placed me into his lap.

"Babe, I'm not going to tweet." He said to me soothingly.

"Then what are you going to do?" I asked, looking down and playing with my thumbs, scared of what he might do.
He didn't reply and I just sat there.

"Done." Was all he said. I looked at him in confusion and he handed me my phone. I looked, but nothing seemed to have been changed. I looked at Louis again in confusion. "I changed your profile picture. Have a look." He smiled lightly. I looked at it was a picture of me in an old ball cap, with my curls sticking out at the sides, my black sunglasses, and a button up flannel. The background was a highway, and I immediately remembered. It was a few months ago, but Louis took the picture when my car had broken down back at home, and we just waiting for one of the boys to come get us. I smiled as I was brought back to the memory of that day.

I lifted my head to Louis, and smiled. Getting a smile in return, then he kissed my lips softly. "Let's go to bed Curly. Everything will be okay now." I smiled and wrapped my arms around my boyfriend hugging him.

He took my phone from my hands gently, and laid it on the small nightstand. I knew the picture Louis had chosen wasn't going to change what people was saying about me, but I felt at ease since I wasn't being 'judgmental' or 'racist' to anyone. Louis and I both stripped down to our boxers, and got under the blanket. "Thank you so much Louis." I said quietly. "I love you." I drifted off to sleep, but not before I heard him say 'I love you too baby.'