Coming Out Of My Shell (And The Closet)~ Larry Stylinson

Chapter Eleven

*Harry's POV*

Louis grabbed an icepack and wrapped it in a towel. Then he crossed the kitchen quickly.

"You're going to lay down and hold this to your burn. I'll order Nandos. You are not to be up until I tell you to." He commanded

"But I told Niall-" I protested, starting to get back up

"Harry Edward Styles, sit down. You have a broken arm, and a burned stomach. I don't want you hurting yourself even more. I'll tell the lads. I'm carrying you to my room, and you're going to rest. I'll clean up the spill in your room." Louis' eyes flashed

"But Louis-"

"Harry." He narrowed his eyes

"Fine." I sighed, giving in

He picked me up, cradling me to his chest. When we passed the living room, Louis quickly explained, and then told Zayn to order for the five of us, before running up to his room.

"Louis, you don't have to do this, I can clean up my mess, I was the one that made it." I tried to get away

He layed me down on his bed and tucked me in.

"Shh, " he brushed my hair back, "Harry. You're hurt. Please, just rest. Please. Let me clean it up, okay? I'll be back in a minute. Keep your ice."

Louis kissed my forehead and moved my hands over the ice on my stomach, pressing them down with gentle pressure.

"Lou.." I mumbled

I was so comfortable, his bed was so soft and warm. It smelled like his cologne, and the ice soothed my burn. I was getting sleepy.

"Shh." He hushed me again

I closed my eyes, deciding to nap until he came back in.

"Come on, sleepy head. " Louis' voice coaxed me into alertness

"Hm?" I rolled over

"Nandos is here, Harry. " he shook my shoulder gently

I sat up, and he helped me to my feet.

"Let's go eat." Louis put an arm around my waist

"Mmkay. " I nodded, raising my arm high so I could rest my casted arm on his shoulders.

We made our way downstairs and Liam smirked at me.

"What are you so happy about, Payne?" I grinned

"You just look so cute with your little sleepy walk and messy hair." Liam teased

"Shut up." I laughed

We sat down to eat, and I took my arm away from around Lou.

"Sweet corn." I reached for my bowl

After we ate, I ran up to my room, having woken up some more.

Louis followed, and made me show him my stomach again.

"You should really put more ice on that burn." He bit his lip nervously, leaning on one hip.

"I'm fine, Louis, geez." I laughed

"You're burned, Harry!" He crossed his arms and bit his lip harder

"So? You took care of me. You always do. I'm fine. I'm safe. Calm down." I soothed, reaching out with my good hand and pulling him in for a one armed hug

"But I didn't." His voice broke and his eyes clouded with tears

"Woah, shh. What are you talking about?" I asked, pulling him closer and running my thumbs under his eyes to catch the tears before they fell.