Outing Larry

Chapter 33

A/N HEY LOVELY PEOPLE I AM BACK WITH A NEW CHAPTER. I MUST REALLY THANK YOU ALL FOR TAKING THE TIME AND READING MY STORY. IT MEANS SO SO MUCH TO ME BECAUSE I AM REALLY PUTTING A LOT OF HARD WORK IN THIS ONE. ALSO I MUST SAY I REALLY LOVE YOUR COMMENTS. YOU MAKE ME LAUGH AND GIVES ME AN INSIGHT TO HOW YOU FEEL REGARDING WHAT'S GOING ON. THIS CHAPTER IS A BIT OF A FILLER BEFORE THINGS START TO ACTUALLY HAPPEN (ALSO THERES A LITTLE BIT OF LARRY) SORRY IF ITS A BIT SHORT BUT A LONGER ONE IS COMING RIGHT AFTER THIS ONE. ALSO FROM HERE ON YOU WILL SEE HOW CERTAIN SONGS IN MADE IN THE A.M WHICH I HOPE YOU ALL LOVE, HAVE BEEN WRITTEN. YOU WILL SEE WHERE CERTAIN INSPIRATIONS CAME FROM. I WOULD LIKE TO DEDICATE THIS CHAPTER TO MY BEAUTIFUL FRANCESCA DE GUZMAN WHO ABSOLUTELY LOVES THIS STORY. THANK YOU HUN FOR YOUR CONSTANT SUPPORT. LOVE YOU ALL HEAPS. OK IMMA SOD OFF TO LET YOU READ. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK <3

Harry stirred and stretched in his king size bed. He opened his eyes slowly, blinking the sleep out of his eyes. He rolled on to his back and turned his head towards his bedside table and looked at the digital clock on his bedside table. 10:15 am. He groaned and stretched again, rubbing his eyes. He sat up slowly and ran a hand through his messy long hair. He yawned and swung his legs out of the bed on to the carpeted floor. He had slept for over 15 hours. He hardly remembered anything after leaving the hospital. He felt like he was in a daze and just went through the motions of being taken to the hotel to collect his things, then driven to the airport. He had slept on the plane because sleep was the only relief that took him away from all the pain of his waking hours. Yes he had resigned himself to a life without Louis as his partner and accepted the fact that Louis only needed him as a friend and he couldn't deny him that. He wouldn't! He had promised Louis he'd be his friend and today was the first day of him having to adjust to a new role in Louis' life. Still he couldn't help the pain in his heart and immense loss he felt. How could they be friends? Could they even? After they had flown into Perth yesterday morning, he, Gemma and Jeff had come straight to the hotel. Harry vaugely remembered dropping into bed and was glad when sleep had over taken him again, pulling him under into unconsciousness and into a blissful escape where nothing hurt and nothing mattered. He was exhausted and had slept for over 15 hours.And during that time, life was as it had been before when Louis still belonged to him and he belonged to Louis.

Harry got up and walked towards the window. He opened the curtains and sunlight filled his room. He squinted his sleepy eyes in the harsh bright daylight. He stretched again, his bones and joints popping and cracking. He picked up his iPhone and turned it on. As soon as it was on, it starting pinging with messages. He had a few from his sister,asking if he was still alive and that made him smile. He scrolled through the rest of his messages. A few from his mum asking if he was okay and how worried she was about him. Harry sent her a quick text,telling her he was alright and that he will call her later that day.A knock on his door made him throw his phone on his bed. He padded barefooted and in just his boxers to the door and opened it, to find his sister out in the corridor.

'Oh look who's alive! Did you forget how to use a phone?' she asked him scowling at him as she walked past him into his suite. Harry smiled and closed the door.

'Sorry Gem I just woke up. I totally passed out.' Gemma sat on the couch.

'Yeah I figured that out and please put a pair of pants on.' Harry giggled and went into his bedroom and pulled out a pair of shorts from his suitcase.

'I was going to text you after mum though,' Harry told her with a grin as he walked back into the lounge. Gemma looked at her brother trying to assess how he was actually feeling.