Take Me To Church || Larry

04

Maybe running out on Harry hadn't been the best solution, Louis finally concluded 3 days later and after he had walked for 4 hours in a circle around the small town of Beverly in East Yorkshire.

Thinking back to around eight and a half years ago, Louis was hitchhiking trying to get from Doncaster to anywhere that was very far from where he was living.

It had been really hard for Louis to be kicked out and leave like that. He didn't say goodbye to his sisters, who had meant everything to him.

They were his rock, and really now that Louis thinks about it, they were the only reason that Louis didn't end it all and go to hell where he deserved to go.

As he walked around he realized how much he missed Harry. There was a pain in his heart and it terrified him because he felt that slowly, Harry was becoming another reason for him to stay.

Could it be how innocent he was, yet he could be so sneaky and had quite a dirty mind.

Or whenever Louis looked at Harry and he was doing homework and studying, his eyebrows would crease together and he would tap his pencil against the side of his head.

Or maybe it was how his hair was so long that he had to put it up in a ponytail or a bun when he needed it out of his face.

Maybe it was how green his eyes were and they made you feel hot and calm at the same time. How Louis could get lost in them forever and wouldn't mind.

Maybe it was how for some reason no matter what Harry did, Louis craved him. He needed him. He craved his touch, the feeling of their skin touching.

No, those were all great and definite reasons he loved Harry but the real reason he fell so hard for him was because he was the only person who cared.

He wanted to know how Louis was and he cared enough to talk to Louis when they first met.

He was so sweet and only wanted the greatest things for people.

He would look at Louis like he was the moon, the sun, and the stars all rolled into one.

It made Louis feel like a prince, and he knew he looked at Harry the same way, just not as obvious as Harry.

Well if Louis did figure out one thing while on his pathetically long walk in a circle was he didn't deserve Harry Styles at all. Yet he was going to be selfish as fuck and get him back.

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"Harry, Love! You have a visitor!" Harry's mum had yelled up the stairs.

"Tell 'em to go away Mum!" Harry mumbled into his pillow. He couldn't get Louis out of his mind and he hadn't slept or ate the past three days. Just because he didn't have an appetite.

"Harry Edward! Just come down! You do not want me to come up those stairs!" Anne yelled loud and stern enough that

Harry rolled off his bed and onto the floor. He was in Louis's Guns'n'Roses shirt that ironically had been too big on Louis, yet fit Harry perfectly.

He had on a pair of his old boxers, considering he didn't really care how this guest saw his appearance.

As he trudged down the stairs he heard an unmistakable laugh that he had heard so many times before.

"No kidding!? You have some life kid." Anne said rolling her eyes at the obvious exaggeration of the story that had just been told.

"Y'know it really 's a ride Anne! Couldn't have 't any other way though, y'know?"

Soon Harry was face with those blue eyes and dyed blonde hair that he hadn't seen in two years.

"Niall! What the-"