Insanity // Larry Stylinson Serial Killer AU

Sometimes

A/N hi guys ! since life is alright for me and i actually feel like happy rn (other than my anxiety increasing by 10000% with school and the effects of getting up at ass o'clock in the morning) i decided to update ((: i've been writing nonstop the past two days at school so sorry if this update is a bit long

also: i've decided i will update every friday if i can (hope for friday night updates, but bc of the way it is at my mom's it might be saturday i update too).

updates will come every week or every other week, i'll let ya'll know once i've figured out what works best for me.

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"Harry?" Louis voices, looking up from the pancakes he's currently digging into. The morning sunlight is brightly filtering through the kitchen window, causing him to squint. His bright blue eyes barely visible.

"Yeah?" Harry hums, looking up and smiling at Louis' squinted eyes. "Oh, Lou, just tell me to shut the curtains." He laughs, admiring the soft color of Louis' hair in the sunlight, the way he simply glows. Sunshine really is the word to describe him. Standing up with his thoughts, Harry goes to shut the curtains.

"I want to k.ill someone today." Louis decides on out loud, sighing in relief as  the curtains close and the sunlight is no longer in his eye. Nodding a silent thanks to Harry before taking another bite of his pancake.

"Who are we gonna ki.ll? We haven't got anything planned out." Harry voices to his boyfriend, sitting back down at the table.

"I know a guy." Louis shrugs, pressing his lips together nervously as Harry nods his head in thought. Hoping for excitement from Harry.

"I don't mind, just, we can't go and simply take someone to ki.ll." Harry sighs, "We have to plan this out, Louis. We have to know, like, where they will be and when and how we will g-"

"Oh my God Harold, I know." Louis snaps, silencing Harry. Visibly let down the second Harry said more than three words. "I'm not some fu.cking loser like you seem to think. I have a rough plan, I know how we can go about this."

"Sorry, I just th-"

"Oh, you just thought I would randomly kidnap someone without thinking it through and get us caught. F.uck up everything." Louis says in a snide way, standing up from the table. "Nice, Harry, real nice. It's not like we've been doing this for five years." Louis comically laughs, "I've been killing longer than you, I've killed more than you for God's sake!"

"No Lou, I-"

"Save yourself and shut up." Louis breathes out, taking a deep breath. He picks up his empty plate and silverware, walking over to the sink and setting it in there.

"Love you," He says as he walks to Harry, bending down to press a light kiss to his lips, "I'll see you in the car, we'll go from there." His mood lightened within seconds.

"Okay." Harry nods, smiling at Louis and lightly grasping his hand before he walks away. "Love you too." He whispers, letting out a sigh when he hears the garage door close.

And God yeah he loves Louis, but sometimes the fact of nothing constant - Louis' moods and needs always changing - it gets hard.

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"Hey Lou." Harry smiles, after a minute or two he finally gathered himself enough to come to the garage. He had felt guilty for feeling so stressed from simply Louis being short with him.

Louis' always been like this, touchy, maybe moody, sensitive. Harry really doesn't like having to label his boyfriend - that's why he always stops Kaitie whenever she says Louis' moody - but it is pretty true. However, Louis was like this when Harry fell in love with him those five years ago, even before he knew Louis existed. Harry really has no right to be sad or even get mad about the way Louis is, if he was like this when they fell for each other then who is Harry to change him? If anything, Harry should be more accepting, understanding. It's obvious Louis has something going on. Harry should be worried about finding out how to help his boyfriend, not throwing a fit about him being touchy.