Stockholm Syndrome (Larry Stylinson)

Trying

Chapter 18:

I woke up feeling really warm. I felt something hard and comfortable beneath me and something strong holding me close. I just felt so warm and protected, and I didn't really fancy the idea of moving at all.

"Good morning." Louis's voice ran out in a soft tone. I slowly opened my eyes and remembered everything that happened last night. Now I knew two things could go on. One, if I was lucky, Louis would finally let me get to know the real him and allow me to help whenever he was down. Two, if I wasn't, he would get angry about it and completely shut down on me.

"Um, good morning." I said cautiously. He gave a small chuckle, and I was curious as to why he was laughing. I think that was also evident on my face because he chuckled a bit more before finally speaking up.

"I'm not gonna get mad at you. I'm actually going to try. I won't shut down on you. I said that I would try, and I meant that Harry. I'm gonna try. I'm gonna try for you." He said, eyes never leaving mine, and that meant so much to me. He was actually going to try to change for me. Maybe he did love me, but it was still too soon to tell if that was what I was even feeling.

"Thank you." I muttered, and he smiled at me before pulling my face to his and pressing our lips together. This kiss held a deeper meaning to me. This kiss was without any secret between us. It was without any desperation to rid Louis's anger. It was just a simple kiss that made my head spin with all the emotions and entoxication of it.

"So fucking beautiful." Louis breathed out as he broke the kiss. I didn't want it to stop though, so I leaned in again and Louis chuckled at my eagerness to kiss him again. Nonetheless, he kissed me back.

"As much as I enjoy kissing you, and ravishing your body, I am actually really hungry right now." Louis said after pulling out of the kiss. I couldn't help but chuckle because he was acting differently. A bit happier, I would say.

We both got out of bed and then walked to the kitchen. I was full of joy as Louis held my hand as we walked through the hall. I watched as Liam's eyebrows rose as we entered thr kitchen, and he saw our joined hands. Zayn wasn't paying much attention, just looking at Liam with, what I assumed to be, longing.

"Good morning, lads." Louis said with a smile. That caught Zayn's attention as he turned to Louis with surprise. "Good morning?" He said in utter confusion as to why Louis was acting this way.

"Okay, I know that I never say that, I hardly awknowledge any of your presence at all, but I decides to try to change. Harry helpes me decide that. That talk we had, Zayn, I did it. I told him everything."

Liam choked on the cereal he was scooping in his mouth, and Zayn immediately turned to him and helped him out. "I'm fine." Liam said as soon as he could breathe again. He looked at Louis with surprise and asked "You told him everything? As in- everything?"

Louis nodded and Zayn and Liam immediately looked at me in shock and pure disbelief. "I can't believe he actually told you." Zayn said. "I thought he was just saying he would."

"What? You thought I was lying?" Louis said, a small edge cutting into his voice, and I reallt didn't want him to get angry right now. He was doing so good, but I didn't really know how to calm him down when he got worked up.

"Well, you do lie at times." Zayn said, and I wanted to just tape his mouth shut. How clueless was he right now?

"When the fuck have I lied to you!? Huh?" Louis yelled, and his grip on my hand tightened. I looked at Zayn and shook my head, trying to get him to shut his mouth now. Zayn obviously didn't get the hint though.