Too Far Gone (or Not) Larry Fanfic

Chapter 2

"Harry?! Were are you?" Louis called frantically looking around for his new found friend.  He dashed towards the sidewalk in front of his flat and looked down the street.

"Harry! Stop!" Louis shouted to the boy who was about to  step into the busy street. Louis started running towards him, grabbing and pulling him back quickly.

"What are you thinking, Harry? You could have been killed! Come on," Louis led him into the flat, "It's safer in here." Harry seemed stunned into silence.

"H-harry is s-sorry..." Harry said shakily. "What were you doing, Harry?" Louis asked softly, closing the door behind him.

He walked over to the couch, plopping down with a sigh.  "H-har-ry w-was l-leav-ing..." he answered softly. 

"But why, did I upset you in some way?" 

"H-arry d-did not-t wa-want to be a both-ther to L-Louis" he answered, stumbling over the words pitifully.   

"Aww, Harry! You're not a bother to me. I want you here. Just until you get back on your feet." Louis answered softly.  "O-ok..." he said reluctantly.

"Come on, then! Let's get something to eat. Are you hungry?" Louis asked, his happiness returning easily.  Harry nodded eagerly. "Well, come on." Louis started walking towards the kitchen.

"What would you like?" he gestured towards the fridge he was holding open.

"H-harry has on-nly e-ever e-eaten cat f-food." Harry said sheepishly.

"You're- you've- WHAT?" Louis practically shouted. Harry winced at his abrupt change in volume, and slowly started to whimper again. 

"Oh, shh.  I'm sorry, Harry.  I was just surprised, that's all." Louis apologized, swiftly coming over to the whimpering boy. Harry started to back up until he hit the wall behind him, a terrified look in his cat like eyes. 

"P-please d-don't h-h-hurt H-har-ry." he said pitifully, unable to form the words correctly due to his hurry in getting them out. He was shaking terribly now. 

"No, Harry, no. I'm will never ever hit you. It's ok," Louis consoled softly, "Are you still hungry?"

Harry nodded.  "I'm sorry, what?" Louis grinned cheekily. "Y-yeah." Harry said, blushing.

"There's that pretty voice." Louis beamed.  Harry bushed harder, giggling. 

"So what'll it be, Hazza?" asked Louis.  Harry looked confused for a second and then replied, "H-harry's n-name is not-t H-h-hazza. Its Harry-y." 

"Hazza is your nickname. Like some people call me Lou instead of Louis." he explained.  "O-oh. Ok-k th-then." he said hesitantly. 

"Now how about some pizza?" Louis said, pulling a box from the fridge.  "P-Pizza?" Harry questioned. 

"It's really good, I promise." Louis assured him.  "O-ok." 

"You can take a seat."  Louis said over his shoulder, getting out a pizza to warm up.

When Louis turned around, he started.  Harry was sitting on the floor almost directly behind him. "Woah there, Hazza!  You don't have to sit down there." he said, a bit surprised, a bit amused.

"O-oh. I-I am-m so-sorry.  I have always sat on the g-ground.."

"Oh, honey, not here! Come on, I'll show you," Louis took Harry's hand (only a slight flinch this time) and led him to one of the tall straight back chairs, "Here like this."

He took Harry's hips and pushed him down into the chair.

"Oh.. Th-this is b-b-better... Thank you, B-boo" Harry said the little pet name timidly, like speaking to a scary stranger.

"What'ya call me?" Louis smiled; he had heard him clearly, despite Harry's adorable stutter, but wanted to hear the nickname slip shyly from his lips again.

"U-umm... B-boo...." Harry just about whispered, "A n-nic-kn-name for y-you... like H-hazza...."

Harry was really blushing now. Louis walked forward and enfolded him in a warm, tight hug.... and heard squeaking?  

"Hazza, you ok?"

He held him at arms length, worry creasing his features.

"Wh-what was t-that for?  Wh-at w-was that?" Harry's fluffy chocolate ears were quivering now.

"What, you mean a hug? You've never been hugged before, Hazza?" Louis was astonished. Everyone should be hugged. But little Harry just shook his floor-facing head.

"A hug is something that you do to show someone you love them, Hazza." Louis pulled Harry back into their embrace.  This time, Harry hugged back... eagerly.