He Hears You(Larry Stylinson, Niam Horayne)

Chapter 2: Pleasant escapes, drunken mistakes? Part 1

*Louis' P.O.V*

I woke up to the sun peeking through the curtains. My eyes opened and I felt something move under me. I looked up to see emerald green orbs looking right back at me. He didn’t look like he got much sleep. I looked at him and tried to smile.

“What happened last night?” I asked him, having no memory of what happened after the movie. He sat up and I got off his lap to sit in front of him.

“Well, you went to bed and not even hour later you started screaming in your sleep. You were clutching at you head and screaming to yourself. I came in to see what was wrong and all you did was cry harder. When I thought you calmed down you started shaking and screaming again. I got in your bed and pulled you into a tight hug tried to calm you down the best I could. You wouldn’t snap out of it so I texted Liam…” He said but I cut him off.

“Why did you text Liam?” I asked him.

“When I tried to get you to snap out of it you wouldn’t respond. It was like you couldn’t even hear me. I got worried Louis. I didn’t know what else to. I had to rub circles in your back, run my fingers through your hair, and even whisper sweetly to you.” He replied, sounding scared. I felt so bad I put him through this. I leaned forward and pulled him into a hug and started to cry into his shirt.

“I’m so sorry Harry. I-I di-didn’t mean to sc-scare you. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” I cried, stuttering on a few words. He pulled back and lifted up my chin with his fingers so I was looking into his own tear filled eyes.

“Don’t you dare apologize Louis. You have no reason to.” He said looking deep into my eyes. I couldn’t help but hug him again and let the tears freely fall down my face. He held me tight and stroked my hair. After a few minutes I let go of him and sat back down.

“Thank you, so much Harry. I don’t know what I would do without you. You’ve been a real help, without you and the other lads I don’t know what I would have done with myself. So what do you say to lunch to show my appreciation before we leave?” I said with a true genuine smile on my face.

“Oh Lou, you don’t have to do that. We’re a family, that’s what we do. As for me, Louis I promised you the day we met I would be the best friend who stuck by your side through everything and I plan on keeping my promise until the day your heart stops beating. I know you’re going through a lot at the moment and I want to be there every step of the way and be there to pick you up when you fall. I love you so much Louis. You’re my best friend and I will always be there when you need me the most, I won’t let you go through this alone.” He replied back. His eyes spoke the truth and I couldn’t be happier right now.

*Harry's P.O.V*

After I just poured every happy emotion into that I patted my lap motioning him over to me. He crawled over to sit between my legs. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and kissed his forehead as he wrapped his around my waist. I felt butterflies in the pit of my stomach when I felt him lean his head into my neck and place a soft kiss to my jaw. Sure, Louis and I have been this close for two years already and we always liked to joke around by bringing out ‘Larry Stylinson’, as fans called us, in front of the cameras, but behind closed doors it meant so much more. I don’t think of it as a joke anymore. Could I be developing feelings for Louis? I know I said I fancied him the most out of everyone in the group, but what does it mean? Could I be bi? Of course not, he’s my best friend. I can’t like him like that. Can I? It’s all so confusing right now.

*Louis' P.O.V*

I love that I have a friend like Harry. He understands me better than anyone else. I’m sitting here between his legs and I have my face buried in his neck. He placed his arms around my shoulders to pull me closer as I placed a soft kiss to his jaw. You see, Harry and I have a… special friendship. We have a thing for playing it up for the media with Larry, but it’s different now. When there aren’t cameras following us around 24/7 everything is different. It’s not a bad different, he likes to cuddle more. Not that I’m complaining. If I could I would cuddle him all day, he’s like my personal teddy bear. I like the feeling of Harry’s body pressed with mine. His arms that keep me safe and warm some nights. Come to think of it, I love everything about him in general. Wait… I can’t be thinking of my best friend like that. Besides, he’s straight and I have a girlfriend. She isn’t too fond of Harry and me spending time together. I think she’s jealous of our friendship, I love them both. The only difference with Eleanor is she doesn’t have the same spark that I have with Harry. He makes me sincerely happy. Yeah Eleanor makes me happy but not like Harry. I guess I just feel that he is everything that she is not. Do I like him? I’ve known since I was 15 that I was bi, but I know Harry is straight. He would hate me forever if I liked him. It’s all so confusing. Maybe I’ll talk to Liam. I was brought out of my thoughts by Harry shaking my shoulder. I blinked a few times before answering him.