Mad World. (A Larry Stylinson/Peter Pan crossover)

(13) He's worth it.

{Vote because this is long! Longer than what I usually write, anyway:)}

For the past week, they had all been tracking Captain Hook’s movements. Wherever he was, they would be lurking in the shadows, plotting ways for revenge against him. They all had begun to ration out their remaining food, in fear of being spotted by the Captain if they went hunting or worse... if they went back to England. After five days of this, they were forced to break into the emergency food cupboard and think for themselves then. The Captain had been coming into the forest a lot more, and they would be damned if they all didn’t find out why.

Throughout this entire trauma, Harry made a decision that he needed to learn to defend him if he was kidnapped by the Captain. They all had begun to teach Harry what they knew individually, but when it came down to it, the person that knew the most was Louis. This created a slight problem, because throughout all of the past week, Harry and Louis had grown undeniably closer.

They couldn’t stand to be close to each other without touching in some way. When they were in the same room alone with each other, it always resulted into one thing; kissing until their lips was too swollen to continue. Harry kept attempting to go further with Louis but Louis would always say no, and then argue that he wasn’t just ready for that yet, much to Harry’s frustration. But he would never pressure Louis in any way, so he would just silently agree and peck Louis’s lips lovingly. Truth be told, Louis was ready; he just didn’t think it was the right time. He also didn’t want to add that statement to Harry’s sexual frustration.

So now, two days after breaking into the emergency food cupboard, the girls had decided that Harry needed to keep away from Louis during his defence sessions, due to the face that he never pays attention. So, after the girls had told them of their thoughts, both Harry and Louis immediately protested.

“I don’t want to hear it,” Savannah said, interrupting them from their protests. Louis and Harry were clinging on to each other playfully from the news, refusing to be parted. Louis was behind Harry, arms wrapped around his waist desperately, and Harry’s hands were rested on Louis’s.

“Savannah,” Louis whined, his head resting comfortably on Harry’s shoulder.

“Don’t you ‘Savannah’ me you horny twat!” Louis blushed but Harry just grinned, finding the situation amusing.

“I think what Savannah means to say,” Katherine interjected. “Is that we all think it’d be best that during the defence sessions, Louis wasn’t the one to be teaching Harry.” Amelia rolled her eyes at the way Katherine was lightly putting it.

“And, why not?” Harry demanded innocently.

“Because you end up practically humping each other by the end of it!” Amelia cried. Louis blushed at the exaggeration because they hadn’t exactly gotten that far yet. Their argument however was cut short due to Liam and Zayn racing towards them all, panicked looks set upon their faces. Straight away, Harry assumed the worst.

“What’s wrong?” Louis demanded.

Liam replied, obviously breathless but replied all the same. “He’s here.”

“Who’s here?” Amelia asked worriedly.

“Fucking Jesus, who do you think?” Niall’s form came into view. He made his way over to Louis and whispered; “Captain Hook’s nearby, mate.” Louis’s arms tightened around Harry.

“Where are my sisters?” He demanded; his voice laced with pessimism.

“They’re in the hideout mate; we’ve hidden them completely and ordered them not to move. Eleanor’s taking care of them for now.” Louis sighed in relief.