One Direction One-Shots (Book 2)

F*ck Simon -Larry-

*inspired by this moment *above* (Harry crying *bc of Louis & Eleanor*)

DISCLAIMER:

*I made Eleanor kind of a bitch in this, and I'm sorry. *I IN NO WAY HATE ELEANOR, OR BLAME HER FOR ANYTHING IRL* 

warning: use of slur, crying 

Third Person POV- 

Louis, Harry, and Eleanor are all sitting on the couch; Louis sitting on Harry's lap. Louis looks down, meeting Harry's eyes. Louis' eyes move from Harry's eyes, to his lips. Harry smirks slightly, and pulls Louis' neck down, their lips meeting in a soft kiss. 

Eleanor rolls her eyes, and mumbles, "fags," from the other side of the couch. Zayn scoffs at her reaction. "What was that?" Zayn asks quietly, as he kneels beside Eleanor. Eleanor ignores Zayn. "You have a problem with them El?" Zayn asks harshly, sending shivers down Eleanor's spine. Eleanor looks at Zayn, "N-No," she responds, growing afraid of Zayn. Zayn isn't scary...but; when he gets angry, it can be a bit frightening. "Good," Zayn growls, before standing up, and walking away. 

Louis see's their manager coming, so he shuffles off of Harry's lap, and scoots closer to Eleanor. Harry's eyes start to fill with tears. "Alright guys. We're about to leave. Louis, when we get outside, I want you to kiss Eleanor and hold her hand, until her car arrives. After she gets in her car, you boys will get in your car. Ok?" Their manager says, and everyone nods. Louis and Eleanor stand up, and walk towards the door, hand in hand. Harry lets the tears fall from his eyes. Harry stands up himself now, and starts walking towards the door, until Zayn places a hand on his shoulder, stopping him. Harry turns around, facing Zayn. "What's wrong mate?" Zayn asks softly. Harry just nods his head towards Louis and Eleanor. "I know mate, I know," Zayn says, pulling Harry into his arms. Harry hugs him back, and softly cries into the crook of Zayn's neck. 

"Ok let's go!" Their manager yells. Zayn and Harry break apart, then follow Louis and Eleanor outside, Liam and Niall following behind them. Once they're outside, one of their security guards, notices that Harry has been crying, and hands him his sunglasses. Harry puts them on, covering his puffy, tear filled eyes. Louis kisses Eleanor goodbye as her car pulls up. It's just a peck, but it still breaks Harry's heart. They watch as the car drives away, then they all pile into their car. 

Once in the car, Harry removes his sunglasses, and Louis notices that Harry has been crying, and places a hand on Harry's thigh. "Oh Haz, what's wrong?" Louis asks. Harry laughs dryly, and doesn't answer Louis' question. "I love you," Louis says, and Harry still doesn't respond. 

Louis doesn't try and talk to Harry for the remainder of the drive. 

They soon arrive at their complex, and walk into their flat. "Haz, babe. Please talk to me," Louis begs, shutting the door behind him. "Nothing Lou. I'm gonna take a shower," Harry says, walking towards their bathroom. Louis grabs his hand, pulling him back towards him. "Harry, please. What's wrong?" Louis pleads. Harry sighs, and his eyes start to fill with tears again. "I just hate seeing you and Eleanor together," Harry mumbles. Louis' expression softens. "I know love. I don't like it either; but it means nothing with her Haz. Nothing. I have to kiss her, and act like I'm dating her. I love you, not her." Louis explains. "I love you too," Harry whispers. Louis smiles, and places a kiss on Harry's nose. "Let's go lay down," Louis suggests. "Yea, ok," Harry agrees. 

They walk into their bedroom, and lay down in their bed; Harry curling up into the blanket, and Louis wrapping his arms around Harry. They lay like that for a moment, in silence; until Harry says, "I wish we could be out," Harry says. "I know baby, I do to," Louis agrees, gently kissing Harry's hair. "I wish we could hold hands, and kiss in public; like y-you and El d-do," Harry says, his voice breaking. "Hey look at me Hazza," Louis says, and Harry turns around, to face Louis. "I want that too Haz, b-" Louis starts, "Then why can't we just come out!" Harry interrupts, his voice raising. "It's not that easy Harry! You know that!" Louis says, his voice raising as well. "I know, I'm sorry. I just love you so much, and I want people to know how much I love you," Harry explains. "I know H, I know. God, fuck Simon," Louis sighs, and Harry chuckles dryly. 

"You think we'll ever be free?" 

"Someday, maybe."

Ahhh 

hope u like it!