Gay Band | Larry - AU |boyxboy

10

Harry stayed the night, as per Louis' request. Jay ended up leaving because Harry was there and there was no need for him to stay.

Harry slept on the floor of the bedroom right beside the bed. Though his favourite thing to do is annoy Louis, he didn't want to make him feel any worse than he did.

Harry woke up at seven, before Louis was up, and made him breakfast. Harry knew Louis would have a massive hangover as well today, so he grabbed the bottle of ibuprofen and a glass of water and set it on the bed site table for Louis when we finally woke up.

Harry was scared for Louis reaction when he woke up, how would he take all of this? Was he going to brush it off and go back to his normal self? Was he going to be like last night? Harry hoped it wouldn't be the latter because his heart couldn't take anymore of the pain.

"Harry!" Louis voice calls in a panic, Harry quickly runs to Louis' room worried.

"What's wrong?"

"I-I thought you left." Louis says, his voice small.

"Don't worry , I'm still here. " he says sitting on the foot of the bed. "How are you feeling?"

"My head hurts."

"I bet it does, from all the drinking you did." Harry gets up and goes to Louis' bedside table to where he left two ibuprofen and the glass of water. "Take these, they'll help."

"Thanks," Louis says, his voice hoarse. After that, silence covers the room like a blanket. Louis takes the medication, squeezing his eyes shut while swallowing the larger pills. Harry watches, chuckling to himself.

"What's so funny?" Louis asks defensively.

"Nothing." Harry says, trying to keep a straight face.

"My a.ss, what is so funny?" Louis is now smiling as well.

"You."

"Me?" Louis says take aback, holding his hand over his chest.

"Yes, you." Harry mock Louis.

"And what about me is so funny?" Louis tone is warning but the smile on his face gives away his façade.

"Your face." Harry laughs.

"My face?" Louis gasps. "Have you seen your face?"

"No! Not like that." Harry says through laughter. "You're so weird when you take pills."

"What?"

"You squeeze your eyes shut."

"They're big and hard to swallow." Louis whines. Harry starts laughing at the innuendo, and soon Louis catches on and the room is filled with laughter.

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After breakfast, Louis and Harry sit on the couches in Louis' living room watching trashy celebrity TV.

Harry, who got got choose the next show, pauses the television.

"Louis we need to talk about last night."

"No." Louis says quickly.

"Louis."

"Harry I don't want to talk about it." Louis says, his tone becoming angry.

"Louis, please."

"Look, I don't really care, it's in the past. If I want to talk about it, then I will. But it wont be with you."

"Thats not very nice considering that I just took care of you."

"Does it look like a give shit?"

"Wow. Just wow." Harry laughs. " You're such a fu.cking a.sshole"

"Well you should learn to mind your own business."

"I know you're upset, I know that, but you know what, you probably would've been dead right now if it wasn't for me.

"What do you want a ribbon? A medal?"

"You know what, no, I'm not doing this."

"No one asked you to."

"Jay fucking left you piss ass drunk in that fucking bar. Didn't give a shit, all because he wanted some fucking dick. He fucking calls me, telling me he cant find you to tell you that he had left." Harry gets up from the couch. "Telling to make sure your okay. So me being me, I get so fucking worried, because you could have decided to leave and pass out in a ditch. You could've been hit by a car, you could've been hurt." Harry's voice gets smaller, as he paces the room.

"I'm not going to do this." Louis says trying to stand up.

"I drive an hour to get to you, feeling so much anxiety in a room full of sweaty bodies, then go out into an alleyway to see you getting felt up by a sick piece of fu.cking shit. "

Louis stands still.

"You were so upset, you wouldn't talk to anyone, you were afraid of everything. Do you know how that feels to see someone like that?" His voice growing louder. " Seeing you so broken because someone doesn't know what the fucking word no means?" Harry is yelling again and Louis turns around.

"I know what f.ucking happened!" Louis screams, silencing Harry. "And I don't need some glittery gay guy being my body guard, I am fine on my own."

"Wow." Harry laughs his tone lowering scarily. "You homophobic piece of shit. You are honestly no better then that guy in the alley."

Louis stays quiet.

"I hope you rot in hell you asshole." Harry says slamming the door of Louis' apartment

A/N: Hello!! Short chapter but wanted to update.

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