Harry | Temporary Fix

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A week later, most of the harsh feelings subsided. Liam and Niall still seemed upset at Louis, but Louis and I were becoming closer. A few days, Niall set me up with a blind date.

Niall told me that he was going to set me up with a very attractive superstar, and that he was going to distract me from everything.

Of course it was Harry. Again, Niall and Liam set us up. I didn't want to be set up with Louis because I wanted some time to myself.

So here I am, laying on my back, scrolling through fan accounts on Twitter in the apartment Louis and I shared. The fans really missed us, I could tell. After looking at hundreds of fan arts, I typed in the hashtag "Larry Stylinson".

Millions of posts. Some edits, some real moments of Louis and I. It almost made me cry. I missed 2012 Larry because that's when Modest was more accepting of us. Now, we have to conceal our feelings. And it takes a toll on the whole band. Just like when Louis and Liam kissed.

Great, now I'm about to cry.

I sat up and wiped my eyes. I was tired of crying. I looked around to make sure Louis wasn't home yet. He wasn't anywhere to be seen.

I looked at the pictures of Louis and I but kept my tears. I couldn't cry anymore, I wanted to. But I didn't want Louis to catch me. He thinks I'm a happy camper but really I'm a saddened soul.

Then I saw this video, and I lost it.

It was the one video of our French interview with just Lou and I. Our song "Moments" played while there were shots of Louis and I staring at each other.

I sobbed in silence. I couldn't take it anymore. I didn't care anymore about keeping it in. I'm trying to be okay.

I didn't hear Louis come back from the grocery store. He peeked his head through the doorway of our bedroom, where I was miserably sobbing. He dropped his bags and ran over to me. I heard a splat! but Louis ignored it.

He pulled me into a tight embrace and I shook in his arms from crying so hard. He kissed my forehead repeatedly, stroking the side of my face.

"Haz ....." He tried to soothe me. He rocked me back and forth. Next, he sat knot the bed and I laid my head on his lap. He smoothed down my hair and tried to wipe tears from my eyes.

"Could you tell me what happened?" He asked softly. He looked into my eyes. I smiled sadly at him.

"I was scrolling through Twitter and I found this video of us. And I just really miss when we were young and innocent and free. Now, we're Modest!'s prisoners it seems." He shook his head and stroked my curls lightly.

"You can't let that get to you. It's going to be better soon, they can't control us forever. You know what? Why don't we go out and eat and see a movie, yeah love?" My head perked up. He knew exactly how to cheer me up.

Years ago when One Direction first formed, we didn't have to deal with Modest and their crap. But when they came into view, they immediately told us we had to quit acting so loving towards each other. We couldn't sit next to each other, we couldn't hint at homosexuality, we could barely look at each other. It took a toll on our public relationship for years. All these stunts with Elounor and Haylor blossomed, and that also affected Larry. So, we've had a long journey and now that we're on this break, we actually can fix things the right way.

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