Youtubers [larry au] (boyxboy)

Chapter 28

"Why the fuck didn't you tell me Louis was visiting?"

Sarah tried to sound really angry through the phone call, her usual light soft voice becoming cold and harsh, but Harry could see through the act (well, he couldn't actually see... more like listen, but whatever).

He knew she was excited to see his boyfriend, who she already cared a lot about. Zayn hadn't really talked to him, but he was excited too from what Harry had heard (though, nobody could ever top Sarah).

Harry hesitantly laughed at the question, adverting his gaze to a comfy looking Louis on his bed. He was currently doing something on Harry's laptop, apparently busy things... seeing that his beautiful blue eyes were attached to the screen.

"He was really sad yesterday," Harry explained, and smiled softly at Louis when he looked up with a pout to see what was going on, "he still is."

Louis slammed the laptop shut as a sigh left his mouth, throwing it away carelessly somewhere on the bed, and opened his arms for Harry to fall in to them like a desperate love drunk.

"Oh my god, is he okay?"

"Yeah," Harry replied, and walked slowly towards the bed, "but I'm so worried."

"About what? About your boyfriend?" Sarah asked, her voice filled with sympathy.

"My baby, yes."

Harry cleared his throat, and lied down next to Louis who was always very eager to please. Though, the boy was also beginning to get a little bit needy for attention, and it was easy to notice by how he kept staring at him with his special dreamy eyes only meant for his boyfriend.

"I want him to be happy," Harry stated, "and it is so hard when people keep hurting him physically and mentally. I want him to be safe."

Louis smiled, and snuggled closer as he pressed a sweet kiss to his boyfriend's cheek, "I'm here, love. I'm okay now that I'm with you."

"I love you," Harry immediately said, breathless. "I love you, I love you and I love you."

Sarah was long forgotten now, unfortunately for her, and Harry probably dropped his phone somewhere on the floor or on the bed. He had a feeling he maybe threw it away on the night stand too, but that was not the point. The point was that his head had just gone blank like that... by staring into Louis' ocean blue eyes and the way his bright shy smile lighted up the whole room.

He was so precious.

Beautiful.

Stunning.

"What is it?"

Louis glanced at Harry's wet lips, nervously picking at his nails out of habit, "I feel insecure."

Harry shushed him instantly, and leant closer to his face whilst brushing his long fingers through his boyfriend's hair, "you're so beautiful. My beautiful honeybun."

"Harry, stop-"

"You're so damn gorgeous, angel."

"I hope you didn't tell your ex-girlfriend that," Louis snickered, though the colour on his cheeks was the deepest pink.

"I only called her pretty," Harry groaned, "the avocado thing turned me off so badly."

"Not again!" Louis hit him on the shoulder, laughing, "you're so stupid-"