Vision: Larry Stylinson

Chapter Ten.

-Louis's POV-

"I... I think I'm in love." Harry's voice trailed slowly.

My heart stopped. "W...with who?"

His face froze. "Uh... Um...."

"You can tell me Hazza." I assured him.

"Liam!" He blurted out.

I drove silently. "Oh."

"Is there something wrong with that?" His voice was trembling.

"No. No Haz. There's nothing wrong with that." I said quietly.

-Harry's POV-

Shit shit shit shit fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Now he thinks I like Liam. Fuck. No. I love him. I love Lou. Fuckkkkkk.

"So, are you gonna tell him?" He asked.

"I don't know."

"Oh! You should! Tomorrow!" He exclaimed. "I'll be there and make you!"

I tried to smile, but couldn't.

As soon as we pulled into the driveway I got out. "I'm going to bed."

I ran to my room, going past Jay, who noticed my tears. I shut my door and then fell onto the floor.

"Harry? Are you alright? Mum said you were crying." Louis called from the hallway.

"Just. Happy tears. Thanks Lou." I replied, feigning cheeriness.

"Oh, okay." He paused. "I'll be in my room. Night, Haz."

His footsteps trailed away, fading slowly.

I stood up and walked over to the bed. I fell on it.

Why can't I be normal? Why can't I see? Why can't I like girls? Why did I have to screw up so much?

I groaned in frustration.

"I'm gonna pick up the pieces,

And build a Lego house.

If things go wrong we can knock it down.

My three words have two meanings,

But there's one thing on my mind,

It's all for you, o-oh." Louis's voice soothed me.

The tears stopped falling and my eyelids grew heavy.

"And it's dark in a a cold December,

But I've got you to keep me warm.

If you're broken I will mend you,

And keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on."

My breathing slowed to a consistent pace and I felt the muscles in my body slowly relaxing.

His voice continued on through the thin walls, and I was soon asleep.

...

-Louis's POV-

I woke up later than usual. The sun was hitting my face, causing beads of sweat on my forehead.

My eyes opened and I squinted at the light. I grabbed my phone.

It was already 2 in the afternoon!

I jumped up out of bed and pulled on fresh clothes.

I jogged downstairs and saw Harry, Mum, Liam, Andy, Zayn, and Niall sitting in the living room with potato crisps and sodas.

"He's alive!" Mum teased.

"Morning, Sleeping Beauty." Harry laughed, sitting next to Liam.

My heart cringed and I forced a smile. "Hey."

"There's more soda in the fridge, Lou." Mum told me.

I nodded and walked to the kitchen. There were also blueberry muffins on the counter. Big ones at that.

I grabbed one and pulled a bottle of chocolate milk out of the fridge.

I walked back into the other room and sat on the floor.

"So, Harry." I started. "Have you told Liam?"

Harry's face turned red and Liam asked, "Tell me what?"

"Nothing." Harry said quickly.

"Can I tell him? Pretty pretty please?" I begged.

"Uh..." Harry was hesitant.

"I take that as a yes. Liam, Harry likes you."

Everyone gasped. Liam's mouth dropped open. "Really?"

"Yep!" I exclaimed. Harry looked mortified, an I began to feel bad.

"I-I have to go." Harry got up and bolted from the room.

"Louis William Tomlinson!" Mum exclaimed. "I cannot believe you would do that! He's your best friend!"

"He was, Mum. When we were little." I spat.

Mum's expression saddened. "I was afraid this may happen. Louis, I'm disappointed in you."

She left the room and I sat there, unsure what to do. Zayn and sandy and Niall were staring at me.

"Does he?" Zayn asked.

I shook my head and stood up. I left my muffin and milk on the floor and walked up the stairs.

I knocked on Harry's door.

"Go away." His voice cracked.

"Harry..." I opened the door and walked in. Harry was laying face down on the floor.

"Why did you do that?" He cried.

"I'm sorry..."

"Just leave me alone. "

Those words hurt me more than I expected.