Good or Bad Influence? Larry Stylinson Fanfic

Chapter 21

"What are you doing?" Jo threw her keys down on to the armchair.

Louis quickly thought on his feet. "Harry feels really ill, so I got him a blanket and I checked his temperature and he's not well mum he's not well at all."

"Shut up, Louis. I heard the typical sound of a kiss.And I saw you get off of him, Lou. Harry, you look fine. Now tell me what happened. Either of you."

There was a long pause. Then Harry sat up. "Me and Louis kissed."

There was a silence in where Louis looked from Harry to his mum.

"Well, yeah, I figured that much... but why? Are you both...?" She now sat down on the arm of the armchair.

Louis said no the exact same time as Harry said yes. Jo gave Louis a look. "Love, you can tell me... I don't want anything bottled up. And if you and Harry are together - good for you! He's a real hunk, too."

Harry held out his hand. Louis looked at it teary-eyed, then to his mother. Eventually, he reluctantly took it.

"Okay. Me and Harry are together, mum... but only for a couple of weeks..." But before Louis could finish his mum pulled him into a tight hug, leaving behind Harry's hand. After about a minute, they were both crying, and after letting go Jo also gave Harry a hug.

"I've only ever wanted you to be happy." She turned to Louis, wiping her eyes. "And if that means being with Harry, then I will back you all the way."

Suddenly the emotions got the better of Louis, and he left the room, hands covering his face, leaving just Jo and Harry.

"Aren't you gonna go after him?" Jo looked at him as if it's something he should know. After a few seconds, Harry raced off out the front door to console his boyfriend.

He raced down the stone steps and stopped in the middle of the road, looking left then right. Then, dead ahead of him, he saw Louis with his head buried in his arms, leaning them between the gaps in the spiked fence. He hurriedly walked over there and placed a hand on the older boy's back, hooking his arm through another gap on the left of him.

"I'm so proud of you, baby, you will never have to do anything like that again, I promise." Harry rubbed Louis' back, but the only thing he responded with was more sobs. At last, Louis looked up from his arms, cheeks saturated, and stared into Harry's emerald orbs with his own wet ones.

"I never thought I'd do this for a boy who I only just met. Harry, I feel like I met you ten years ago. I feel like I know you inside out." Louis turned round and seized Harry's hands. "I've never seen mummy- my mum look so proud in my whole life. Not when I got top marks in my year siz SATs... not when I got straight A*s for GCSEs, not when I got through the auditions for Eastenders... not even when I got a place in Uni. These weren't my biggest achievements.

"Harry, you are!" Louis smacked his palms against Harry's now wet cheeks. "You are, Harry, and I realise that now! You're what's been missing in my life all this time-"

"Louis, I-"

"I love you Harry... I might be desperate, but that's because I love love love you."

"Louis - I... I don't know what to say..." Harry was lost for words.

"Say that you love me, for a start." This made Harry smile, in turn making Louis smile.

"Of course. I love you." And then Louis launched himself on to the ever so slightly taller boy, wrapping his arms round Harry's neck. Harry tightened the hug by wrapping his arms round Louis' waist. Louis let go and, for the first time, gave him a passionate kiss in public, then pressing their foreheads together. "Love story moment, or what?" Harry remarked, making them laugh hysterically. It wasn't because the joke was funny, though; it was because they were feeling euphoric.