Roommates « Larry Stylinson (INCOMPLETE)

16 - night changes

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well, here's a chapter! sorry it took so long ♡

also mention of mpreg sooooo haha yeah hope yall can roll with it!!

it was no secret that louis was in love with his small froggy boyfriend. ever since he moved here he's felt lighter on his feet and he thinks its cause of harry. harry had this terrible affect on him and it would crush his reputation back home. people in doncaster always knew louis to be a hard ass teen who never backed down from a fight or to never take no for an answer. but when he was with harry he was this mushy guy and harry had him wrapped around his finger. the people back home would never see that side of him though.

back home.

the words felt foreign to louis as he pictured them in his mind. his life in doncaster was a very fun one. he partied 24/7 and never once thought about stopping or moving away—that is until his mum kicked him out after finding him cuddled to his old best friend, luke and calling him a 'fag'.

but she didn't matter anymore and same to of all those people "back home". he let his cigarette rest lightly between his fingers and watched as harry walked onto the balcony. his hair in a nice bun and a sweater on, despite it being the beginning of november and it wasn't even below 50.

"hey, gross." harry scrunched up his nose as the smell of the smoke. harry thought smoking was terrible and he hated that louis loved it.

louis chuckled at him softly, "sorry." he threw it to the ground, smoke leaving his lips, and stomped the light out. "better?" he smiled and harry nodded, resting against the balcony next to louis.

"your phones been going off," harry said quietly and louis sighed. "it's from a UK number." harry mumbled, slightly worried for reasons he really didn't know. louis rubbed his face in his hands and groaned.

"why can't they accept i'm not going back?"  louis said as he stared out. harry studied him and rested his head on his hand. louis' soft blue eyes were slightly clouded over from the smoking and his fringe was low, him needing a hair cut. "i feel your eyes, harold." louis smiled and harry blushed as louis nudged him.

he just let his eyes fall to the city and they both sat there, looking together. "louis," harry whispered, "i-i think..." he couldn't find the words and louis let himself look at him. "i wanna show you something." harry smiled and louis nodded. harry grabbed his hand in his own and louis' heart fluttered.

they left the apartment and caught a cab once down at the street. harry gave the driver an address and louis watched the curly haired boy sit giddily in his lap. "what's got my boy so work up?" louis laughed lightly and harry shrugged.

"s'a surprise lou," harry smiled, leaning in to kiss louis. louis kissed him sweetly and squeezed his waist.

"here you are." the cab driver grumbled and they pulled apart. harry quickly covered louis' eyes and squealed. louis let harry climbed out before him as he promised to keep his eyes shut and harry paid the driver. harry tied something around louis' eyes to make sure he didn't peek.

"okay just hold my hand." harry said as louis gripped onto him.

"alright," louis let out a nervous laugh and harry kept guiding him. louis could hear people talking and cars beeping until they reach inside of a building. "harold please tell me i won't be killed." louis laughed and harry kissed his cheek quickly, opening the elevator doors.

"hush, i've got you." harry smiled and louis trusted him. louis could hear harry push a button and soon the elevator was moving. it seemed like forever but the elevator finally dinged and harry slowly pushed louis out, him right behind.