Through The Dark // Larry Stylinson

Chapter 5

Harry's POV

       Louis quietly led me to the bus as I waved to the fans over the massive fence. His cold hands felt good on my sweaty upper arm. It felt even better because he was actually touching me in public! This was probably one of the only times we had made public contact in front of our fans. It felt amazing.

       I was reassured as Louis laced his fingers with mine once we were out of the crowd's sight. We couldn't see them but we could still hear their enthusiastic shouts. I squeezed his hand just make sure it was actually there and I wasn't imagining something else.

       "You okay?" I heard as I turned my head. Louis' face was mere inches from mine and his chiseled face was full of concern. His eyes were drooping from lack of sleep but they showed me that he was listening.

       "Absolutely not." I said flatly, tears threatening to escape from my own eyes. I choked back a cry and leaned into Louis' shoulder for support.

       "We'll talk when we get inside, I promise. Love you." He whispered as he kissed the top of my head. Shivers went down my back as his lips found my curly hair.

       As we got closer to our destination, I could clearly see the huge frame of our huge red tour bus. The other bus and the semis carrying out our stage were parked on the other side of the stadium. The stage would probably be taken down in a few hours or in the morning. The current time was 11:15 pm.

       All I wanted was to sit down and burst into tears again. The show was over and now I had to face my problems head on. Look my demons right in the eye and pretend that everything would eventually be okay. I needed some serious help.

       As I came out of the private world inside my head, I realized Louis was opening the door and had let go of my clammy hand. The absence of his fingers suddenly made mine feel chilly even though it was still eighty degrees outside. "C'mon Haz lets go." He said and looked around. There was no one around now except for our security guards. Six of them to be exact. "It's over lets go inside."

       That's just what I did. I stepped inside and immediately ran over to my bed, a huge bunk bug enough for two or three people. I didn't even bother to take of my designer boots or necklaces. There were too many other things that were more important. I pulled back the curtain and massive comforter so I could flop down on the plush mattress.

       A few moments later, I heard the sound I had been waiting for all night. The sound of the bus door closing. I was free to be myself now because now Louis and I were the only ones in the bus. We were finally together. It seemed like it had been an eternity but it was only last night that I had fell asleep in his arms, just as I did every night we were together.

       "Babe? Harry? Where are you?" Louis called. From the volume of his voice, I could tell he was on the opposite end of the massive vehicle.

       "Over here babe." That was all I could get out. My voice was scratchy and whimpering.

       Louis spent a couple seconds searching for me before he walked up to my bunk, the bottom bunk below his. He never actually slept in his own bed because he always slept with me. The extra bed was for the sake of when cameras follows us inside.

       Louis stared at me for a couple seconds and cracked a small smile as he held my gaze. Then he sat on the edge of the bed and reached down for my feet, still in my shoes.

       He didn't look away from my eyes as he slipped them off and threw them on the floor. Then Louis proceeded to slip off his black Vans. They joined my shoes on the floor.