Hold Me in Your Beating Heart (Larry Stylinson Au)

Chapter 11~ This is how you remind me

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After all, a body, mind and soul brought back to life after almost a decade frozen in time faces a future full of uncertainty. The dormant identity may emerge and bloom, like a flower from a patient seed, or new thoughts and emotions may supplant the old.

The rain pelted against the glass door making a pitter patter sound that did nothing to disturb the two figures on the couch watching tv. The beginning of october was a chilly one and because of that, Louis found himself wrapped in a throw blanket with Blake in his arms. He was watching Captain America trying to focus his eyes on what was going on but was finding it difficult when they were moving too much. Instead he closed his eyes and pressed his right cheek on top of his son's head who was wide awake watching the movie.

He opened his eyes when the guilt came out of nowhere knowing that what he had done was wrong. He had put his son in a situation where he made him choose between his grandparents and him then closed his eyes again trying to ignore the fact that he was already a crappy parent. He tightened his grip around Blake when he moved and it was something that was starting to affect him, too scared of waking up and finding himself back in that capsule or never waking up again.

He didn't even move when he heard the footsteps coming from the stairs and instead began fearing that Blake might say something. The mere thought sent shivers down his spine not wanting Harry to get angry at him but there was no way he was going to let them see Blake ever again.

"Lou, Blake?" Harry called for them as he walked in now dressed in grey sweatpants and a black shirt.

His hair was wet making it look longer than usual and Louis couldn't get it out of his head just how handsome he looked standing there, the tv light giving him a glowing look. The years had done him well and his heart ached wondering what he would look like had he stayed and aged with him, both of them growing old together like they had planned.

His eyes filled with tears guessing he'll never know and now the fear of Harry dying long before him had settled in piercing his heart like a dagger. He was sure that if that happened and he was left behind, he would follow soon after unable to live life without him.

"Is dinner ready?" Blake asked moving away from Louis as soon as he could.

"Yeah. Can you grab your dad's shoes for him while I carry him upst-" Harry stopped talking when Blake bolted upstairs leaving both his parents behind, "Did something happen?" Harry asked looking the way his son had gone to then back at Louis.

"I think he's just starving." Louis shrugged pushing the guilt away replacing it with hate thinking of all the things they had caused, "What's for dinner?" Louis asked expecting something like oatmeal.

"Mac and cheese for you and Blake, and for my mum and I, minestrone soup. Blake hates it." Harry chuckled as he picked Louis up with such ease it made Louis wonder when did he have time to work out.

"No offense but ew." Louis tried to hide his grin when Harry scoffed.

"You were never a fan of it, darling." Harry scrunched up his nose.

"That date was complete disaster, huh?" Louis reminisced still blushing at the memories.

"If you mean telling me how much you hated the soup long before you found out what I had cooked for you then no, it wasn't complete disaster because we still had fun." Harry gave him the sweetest smile holding onto him tighter when he started ascending the stairs.