1. lost and insecure

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hey so this is my first Larry one shot !! I hope you like it ! leave a comment below maybe and/or vote ? :)

- Naomi xx
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*Harry's POV*

       I walk into the bedroom humming a random tune, tray secured between my hip and hand. I previously made breakfast hoping to surprise Louis. I look down at what I managed to cook. Eggs on toast with bacon, a cup of warm Yorkshire tea on the side. Pretty simple but I know that Louis always likes it that way. I gaze up from the delicious food and see something even better. Louis bent over in only tight briefs, scrounging through his clothing, probably trying to find something to wear.

         "Lou, it's only 9am. Why are you searching for clothing?"

         He jumps in surprise at the sound of my voice and drops the t-shirt clutched in his hand. He slowly stands up and turns towards me. Immediately he crosses his arms in front of his stomach and casts his eyes down shyly at the carpet.

       "I was going to put some comfy pyjamas on, but I can't seem to find any." He mumbles, eyes still glued to the floor. He quickly walks towards our bed and lays down, covering up his body completely with the white duvet. Only his head peeks out from beneath the blanket and I find it absolutely adorable.

        "Why can't you just stay in your boxers, Lou? It's not something I haven't seen before." I say with a slightly cheeky smirk on my face. I walk over to my bedside table and place the steaming breakfast down.

        He just shrugs and averts his eyes from my stare, pulling the covers around him impossibly tighter. I take long strides to his side of the bed and kneel in front of him, tilting his chin up so he can look me in the eyes.

        "Lou, what's wrong baby?" I ask worriedly, my brows furrowed in concern. He tries to shake off my hand but I just hold tighter.

        "'M fine. It's nothing. Just wanna be covered." He says. I can see some sort of emotion flicker behind his eyes. Possibly sadness?

        "You don't have to cover up. I love seeing your body, and not just at sexual times, because it's quite the sight. You're perfect." I whisper, catching onto why he's acting this way.

        "'M far from perfect, Haz." he silently grumbles. I cock my head to the side and stick out my bottom lip. He shouldn't be feeling like this. He's the most breathtaking man I've ever laid eyes on.

        "Lou, just look at yourself." I lift the covers from his body, and right away he tries to shrink in on himself, but I grab his hands and put them at his sides.

        "Every inch of you speaks perfection" I say, adoration dripping in my voice.
"From your forehead," I kiss the top of his head, "all the way down to your toes." I crawl down the bed and kiss the tip of his big toe. I slowly skim my hands across his stomach and chest, kissing every inch of his tanned skin.

        "You. Are. So. Beautiful." I say in between kisses.

        "I love your tummy, 's so cute." I lightly pinch at his side and he squeals adorably. I look up at him and try to give him the most convincing, loving look.

        "Darling, you're beautiful and unique and exquisite just the way you are. You shouldn't be ashamed of your body. You're far more than perfect to me." I say in a hushed tone, staring deep into his blue eyes, thinking that if I talk quieter it'll hold more importance.

        "Sure, you have flaws. But that just makes you so much more astonishingly pretty. You seriously take my breath away, baby." I find his hand and squeeze it, silence filling our small bedroom. I hope he's just absorbing my words.

        Tears begin to brim his eyes, and he finally speaks up, "Thank you, Haz, seriously. No one's ever said anything like that to me before." He smiles. I lift my other hand up to wipe away a stray tear from his cheek and climb on top of him, holding up my weight. I pepper kisses all over his face, jawline, and neck. I make sure to kiss his tear streaks and the corners of his eyes. I want him to know how much I truly mean what I just said. I eventually reach his lips and hold him close, cupping his face with both of my hands and kissing him with all I've got. His hands fly up to the nape of my neck and he starts tugging at the curly hairs there to pull me closer, deepening the kiss. I moan into his mouth and break away, trying to catch my breath. I put my forehead against his, gazing straight into his eyes. Blue meeting green.

        "I love you so much my beautiful angel, and I never want you to forget that." I speak.

         "I love you more, baby cakes. So god damn much, and I'll never stop loving you."
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that's it for my first one shot :) it was prettyyyyy fluffy I guess !! hope you're not too disappointed haha !

- Naomi x

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