Good or Bad Influence? Larry Stylinson Fanfic

Chapter 30

"Mum - I can explain-" Harry pulled off of Louis, walking over to his mother. Anne had walked off, leaving her shopping on the street. Louis wasn't sure what to do, so he just followed them, picking up Anne's shopping.

"Oh, you've done more than that!" Anne turned round ferociously, red faced, eyes wide open. "Snogging his face off in the middle of the street? I would've hoped you let me know in some other way, Harry Styels, not this way."

"Mum-" Harry felt tears coming, as his voice caught in his throat.

"NO! Leave me alone!" She then walked over to Louis. "I'll take this!" She snatched the shopping and fled. Harry felt Louis pull him in to a hug, but he shrugged him off and walked over towards the flat.

"Harry! Don't be like that, c'mon, it's me, here!" Louis turned round, holding his hands out. Harry also turned round, tears rolling down his cheeks, as he stared at the person he made so many sacrifices for. Light, feathery, brown hair, beautifully tanned arms and legs not too thin nor fat. The open arms just made Harry run over to him and pretty much jump on him. "I knew you couldn't resist." Louis' voice muffled against Harry's jacket. "We'll sort this out. Let's get inside, first, love." Harry let go and kissed his boyfriend softly.

"Okay." He interlocked their hands and walked towards the flat.

Meanwhile earlier that day...

"Niall, please! Please, you have to believe me, I do love you!" Zayn and Niall were on the bed, sitting next to each other rather awkwardly.

"I don't know if I do believe you-" Niall was cut off by Zayn, who snatched his hand and placed it approximately where his heart was.

"Nialler, feel my heart race. This isn't guilt, pity, or anything of the sort. I love you. So much." Zayn put his other hand on Niall's cheek.

"I'm not sure, Zayn..."

"Yes, you are. I know you love me too."

"I know I love you... but how can I be sure you won't go off with another guy, now?" Niall looked up in to Zayn's eyes, eyes twinkling.

"Niall, I've waited months and months for you to be ready. I'm not going to ruin that by losing my virginity to another guy..."

"Kiss me, Zayn. Kiss me. I wanna know if I can feel anything." Zayn didn't need telling twice. He leaned forward, down slightly, and met Niall's lips halfway. He let go, making a typical kiss noise.

"I felt love."

"Me too." Niall surged back towards Zayn, fusing their lips together once more.

"I'm so worried, Boo." Harry was leaning forward on the edge of the sofa, Louis soothing his back.

"Don't be. She'll come round."

"Ooh, hang on, I've got a text." Harry looked down at his phone. "It's... mum. She says... 'Sorry for snapping earlier. Come round tomorrow with louis so we can chat properly xxxx'."

"That's great!" Louis gasped.

"I love her, so much."

"And me."

"Well, that goes without saying." Harry jumped off the couch, put in a random horror film in the DVD player and pressed play. He then made sure it was dark in the room, closing all curtains and doors.

"Harry..."

"Yes, my dear? Hang on." Harry left the room, then came back a few seconds later with a blanket.

"Harry!"

"Yes?" Harry asked innocently, as he snuggled up in the corner of the couch with Louis with the blanket on top.

"It's pitch black, now."

"And?"

"This film used to give me nightmares when I was a kid... and it's starting to thunder outside." Louis snuggled closer to Harry's strong, broad shoulders, to protect him.

"Oh, babe, it's only The Shining. It's not even that scary. Look, it's just the music."

"Okay..." Louis frowned. This was his worst film of all time.

"Ooh, I have a text from Liam. It says the pub is reopening this Saturday, so we can start doing gigs again."

"Yay." Louis said half-heartedly.

Someway at the start of the film it was quite boring, so Louis decided to bring up a subject they felt they needed to talk about. "Haz?"

"Yes, honey?" Harry pulled him closer and kissed his head. Louis loved it when he did that.

"I'm just going to come out with it. When we have sex, who's gonna top?" At this, Harry laughed out loud.

"I'm not sure, Boo. Probably me, hun, 'cause I'm not a virgin, and your arse is so much better than mine."

"Aha, aww, Haz, your bum is perfect."

"No it's not. It's too flat!"

"Shhh! It's perfect to me!"

When it got the the scary end, Louis couldn't take anymore of it. He turned round fully in to Harry's embrace and started crying out loud. "Harry, look away, he's gonna get you, don't look!"

"That's it." Harry grabbed the TV remote and switched it off, leaving them in complete darkness. "I'm not having you like this. Let's go to bed and you're gonna tell me all about it."

"When I was five, my dad was still living with us. He always used to make me watch horror films with him when mum was out in the library. But this one time, he pulled me out of bed early hours in the dark to watch The Shining. It was so scary, Harry, because of the twins, and the guy, and the boy..." Louis started to crying on Harry's bare shoulder. They'd got in to their usual position in bed, with Louis on Harry's breast-shoulder area, legs sprawled out over him.

"Oh, Lou, I feel so guilty now. Why didn't you tell me to pick another one?"

"I thought I'd gotten over it by now. Obviously not."

"You're so brave." Harry had never heard Louis talk so openly about his past. He thought maybe Louis was going to entrust him with his deepest darkest secrets.

"If you told me last month I'd be here now with the most beautiful man in the world I have laughed with helplessness."

"I'm not beautiful, I look weird."

"Shut the... hell up. You're gorgeous." Louis kissed his nose.

"I'm not, but you are."

"Cliche, much. But I'm really not. Let's get some sleep. We have college and Uni, tomorrow, hun."

"Night then Lou."

"Night baby," And so Louis flicked off the lamp, and dozed off in Harry's warm, comforting embrace.