If You Only Knew (A Larry Stylinson Oneshot)

If you only knew

Larry stylinson one-shot

A/N: I wrote this because it was requested by a friend of mine: xOthellox. Check her out read her larry (it's better then my larry by far and more detailed)

Happy reading

I don't own one direction in any way, shape, or form

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"And I'd marry you Harry," Louis said softly, laying one hand on my shoulder. The warmth of his hand heated me to my very core. Oh Lou, if only you meant that.

"Because it rhymes," Louis, or at that moment super Lou, continued dashing my hopes on the spot. Sending a distraught look his way I turned back to the camera. He wouldn't really want to be with me of course, but lately I just can't tell with him and it's too much for one guy to deal with.

The rest of the video diary flew by as Louis' words echoed inside my head, bouncing off the walls like children who've had too much sugar. The rush I get whenever he touches me is unreal, the sadness that comes after is always agonizing though, because I know he doesn't want me the way I want him to.

The boys disappeared from around us and I was left there on the staircase, alone I thought. Yet I rose to find Louis still seated behind me, looking at the ground. Something seemed different about him, he isn't acting his normal cheery self.

"Lou? Is something wrong?" My hand found its way onto his shoulder. My heart swelled, that familiar feeling bubbled up in my stomach

"I meant it Harry.."

"What are you talking about Boo?"

"When I said I'd marry you, I meant it. I know I kind of played it off with the rhyme thing but I really meant what I said.." Lou looked up cerulean orbs locking with my emerald ones. Suddenly my palms started feeling sweaty, my heart sped, and everything seemed to slow down at once.

"If this is a joke it isn't funny Louis," I withdrew my hand, turning to leave.

"No! Harry don't leave, please. I really did mean it, I'd never joke about something like that," he grabbed my hand and stood once again looking deep into my eyes. His gaze seemed to bore deep into my very soul, I felt naked, exposed. There was so much raw emotion in his eyes, not a particular one I could place off hand.

Lou backed me against the retaining wall his lips close to mine, leaving me eager for a taste. The lingering smell of mint filled my nostrils, he's so close I can barely breath. All I want to do is taste him, feel his lips pressed to mine, something.

"Harry.." The sound of my name coming from his glorious mouth just made my yearnings worse.

"Lou.. Don't tease me I need you," my voice was reduced to a needy whimper at that point. Lou just smiled leaning closer, lips just centimeters from mine.

"Harry!" An unfamiliar voice snapped. Wait is that Niall? What? Louis didnt seem to hear it though, he stayed completely calm drawing nearer.

"Harry! Wake up!" Definitely Niall's voice, where is he? I thought he and the others left. One second I had Boo in my arms the next I was laying in bed sweaty and confused. Niall looked down at me seemingly pleased with himself for getting me to wake. The blond flashed me a cheeky smile straightening his posture.

"Good morning mate. Liam called and told me to wake you up we have an autograph signing today, be prepared it could get kinda dangerous, ya know fans and all," Niall said his lilting Irish accent obvious in his words. He let himself out of mu room leaving to my vices. Ever since they wouldn't let me and Louis around each other I've been dreaming about him. We barely talk he's always with his stupid "girlfriend". Ever since management made us separate its like he doesn't even try to acknowledge me anymore, sometimes he does but it's rare.