Comfortable Homosexual || Larry Stylinson || #WATTYS2016

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"Harry, open the door." Niall spoke as he banged on the door.

"Please Harry. You haven't came out of the house since the last time you talked to Louis. That was two days ago." Liam spoke as he stood next to Niall with his arm on the door holding his balance.

"Go away guys." Harry weakly speaks as he sniffles.
Harry hasn't left his bed in two days, hasn't moved in two days, hasn't eaten in two days, hasn't showered in two days, hasn't anything in two days. He is afraid to move in fear of someone judging him on how he walks or something.

"Haz, your mum is worried about you." Zayn spoke.

All the boys were there, outside of Harry's door trying to coax him out. He wouldn't budge, and they knew that after today if he didnt come out on his own, they were going to have to pull out the big guns.

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"I'm not climbing up to his window. I know its open, but its not happening." Louis spoke as he looked up at Harry's window from the backyard.

"Please Lou. He won't come out, and I need him to. We all do, including his mum." Liam spoke.

"Dammit Liam, I said no." Louis spoke.

"Do it or I swear to god you will never be able to reproduce."

"There is always a reason why I hated you liam, and now I think I know why." Louis speaks as he glares at Liam and goes up the ladder.

Louis sighs and makes his way slowly up the ladder, trying to make sure that it doesnt fall. He looks down at the boys and Liam is giving him this look of 'I told you so' and Zayn is smirking, and Niall is just...well Niall. He rolls his eyes and looks back up and finds himself at the window. He looked inside and saw Harry, and he was facing the window, but he didn't look like he was looking at the window. Louis grasped the bottom of the window, and lifted it, opening it enough to let his small body through.

"Harry?" Louis asks softly as he places his feet on floor and slowly making his way over to him.

He didn't respond. He didn't even blink, it doesn't look like hes breathing, and his face is paler than usual. Louis is frightened to say the least, and he doesn't know what to do.

"Harry if you can hear me-" Louis pauses inching closer to Harry until he was sitting on the edge of the bed. "-blink twice." Louis spoke as he paced his hand on what he supposed was Harry's leg.

Louis sat and waited to see if Harry had heard him, but when he didn't blink twice, Louis placed his hand on Harry's cheek and rubbed his thumb over it.

"I know you're hurting Harry. But you can't sit here and rot away. You need to let someone in, and let them take care of you. You have to be able to trust someone, and that someone is me. I can help you."
"No." Harry whispered so quietly that Louis almost missed it if he wasn't watching Harry's face.

"Why not Harry?"

"No one can help me." He spoke as he finally moved his eyes and looked at Louis.

The tears started to fill up his eyes again, making Louis feel bad for messing with him, but not as bad as before. Louis really wants to help Harry, but he won't let him. He's shutting everyone out, because he's afraid of getting hurt by someone else. When he reality, he is hurting himself.

"Why can't anyone help you?" Louis asked as he moved his thumb so more trying to give Harry a sense of comfort.

"'M afraid."

"What are you afriad of."

"Hurt. Betrayal. Hurt." Harry speak as he slowly lifts himself off the bed and is leaning against Louis.

"Whos gonna hurt you?" Louis asked.

"You." Harry spoke as he looked up at Louis with bloodshot eyes.

"What?" Louis asked confused and slightly hurt.

Nope not slightly. Majorly.

"You're gonna hurt me in the end."

"How do you figure that?"

"You're gone a get tired of my bullshit, and you won't want to deal with me anymore because you like to stay out in the public with your sexuality, and I like to keep it to myself. You're gonna get tired of that and leave me for someone who isn't afraid." Harry sobs out.

"Babe-" Louis pauses as he grabs Harrys face and makes him look at him. "-I would never leave you. You staying in the closet is who you are and I wouldn't change that for the world. I love you, and I'm proud to say it. Yes I'm an openly gay male, but that comes with setbacks as well. Not everyone is going to be as open minded as your mum. Not everyone is going to be as evil as my mum, but I deal with it. Some people don't want me around their kids because they are afraid that they will 'catch' something from me." Louis speaks as the tears fall down his face.

"I fucking love you Harry. Always have, and always will, but you have to believe me when I say you can trust me to help you get through this. People may say mean things because they don't know how to handle it, or how to look at it. So I say screw them, and they can suck my dick any day." Louis speaks once more as he grabs Harry's face and places a kiss to his lips.

Harry kisses back,the taste of salt entering their mouths from the tears they have just shed. They smile into the kiss, and pulling away pecking each others lips once, twice, three times before Louis stands up and holds out his hand.

"What?" Harry asks looking up at him in confusion.
"You and I are going on a proper date." Louis speaks.

"Right now?"

"Right now." Louis smiles as he grabs Harry's hand, and softly pulls him into his closet.

If their shared one more kiss its alright, no one has to know.

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