Bury my Heart (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 23: Because of you

A.N.: Hi guys! It's been awhile I know, I didn't mean for it to happen but many things got in the way. Although, I'm getting in this writing wave and hopefully it won't be awhile until it does crash onto shore and writer block hits me again. So hopefully you enjoy this chapter, and again, hopefully I can post another chapter soon! :)

   “Because of me?” Harry asked, bafflement coloring his voice as he faced Louis. His eyes expanded because of the shock, and the flattered warmth lit up his cheeks with pinks. He was at loss of words as he gazed at Louis.

     “Well yeah,” Louis began. “You’ve been one of the few people in my life that has been nothing but kind. You’re so sweet sometimes that I feel I don’t deserve someone as kind as you.” He looked to his shoes, and his heart stole his breath. It felt as if it grew in size, squishing his lungs, resulting in his breath to shorten.

               “I have? You do?” Harry could only ask questions, and excitement was sending gooseflesh down his arms as he stepped closer to Louis. He had no clue that he meant so much to Louis.

                “Harry, enough with the questions.” Louis chuckled, amused with how he was reacting to the news. That was something good, right?

               “Sorry . . .” Harry muttered, feeling embarrassment shy into his system as he stepped back, but his hands was grasped to refrain him from getting away. He looked at Louis, wondering how someone could feel so warm, but began to wonder more about how his touch sent his heart into what could be considered an attack.

             “Harry, I need to tell you something . . . it’s the reason I brought you out here,” Louis cleared his throat as fight or flight began to settle into his bones. “You’ve been the only person to-uh, to do this to me.”

                “Do what?” Harry inquired, his brows furrowing together with question.

         “Well, to tame me.” Louis chuckled; he had been quite the wild child before he met Harry. Louis didn’t have much control and didn’t care for much, he was so terrible before. He felt sick with his old self, even now Louis had become better with studying. He wanted to better himself for Harry.

                “Tame?”

                “You saw how I was. You changed that.”

                “I did that?”

                “I guess so.” Louis mumbled, and a hint of a smile on his lips. He glanced over to Harry to see those brows kitted together, he was concentrating obviously, and Louis loved the way his lips would purse when Harry would sink deeper into thought. It was charming, and most of all enticing.

                “How?” Harry wondered, looking to Louis once more. It was all he could do, even with the beautiful scenery, but Louis captured his attention more.

                “I don’t know, it’s a mystery,” Louis sighed deeply, thoughtfully. “But I believe I have an idea.”