Larry Stylinson stories

If there's no trust...there's no us... (Louis Tomlinson)

I and Harry were both watching some E! Network news, but that suddenly turned into wrestling on the couch and playing around giggling. He towered over me and kissed me passionately stroking my leg. I moaned as he kissed my neck. He smiled against my skin. I grabbed his curls and twisted them in my hands. He groaned and I smiled biting his lip. The commercial break was over and we pulled apart readjusting ourselves onto the couch. I lay back on his chest as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed the side of my head.

"Attention Directioners," the news host said. "British Boybander Harry Styles was caught this weekend grabbing a quick kiss from country star Taylor swift." A picture pops up on the side of the screen of Harry and Taylor kissing. I scrunch my eyebrows together. "Paparazzi say they were all over each other. Wasn't Styles in a relationship with Louis? In other news..." the lady carried on talking and I sat in surprise. My eye brows scrunched together.

"You said you were with the boys at Niall's flat this weekend," I said in disbelief. I stared off into space. "You don't really believe that do you?" Harry asked. "It was probably photo shopped love," he tried to assure me and kiss my head. I turned to him and squinted my eyes at him. "Harry you asked me to help you pick out that outfit," I growled. He rolled his eyes. "So you believe a news host over me?" he scoffed. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What else have you been lying about?" I raised my voice. He laughed. "I'm not lying or even cheating on you!" he stood up shouting. I rolled my eyes. "Let me see your phone Harry," I put out my hand. He shook his head in refusal. "You don't trust me?" he said in disbelief. "Well I did, and I never believed anything when they said you were a womanizer, but now I'm starting to doubt myself," I spat at him. He shook his head. "Do you hear yourself right now, you sound like a total bitch," he glared at me. I sat with my mouth agape.

"Excuse me?" I yelled. He rolled his eyes. "Why won't you just admit that you kissed Taylor this weekend Harry?" I shouted in anger. "Because that's photo shopped!" he shouted back. "That's some damn good photo shop skills! It looks so real and oh, you're wearing the exact outfit I picked out for you. Fuck off Harry, stop lying!" I said furiously. His eyes were filled with anger and I refused to back down to him. "You know what, it's over, if there's no trust there's no us!" Harry shouted so loudly. I kept the tears in and rolled my eyes. I ran upstairs to pack my stuff. I threw everything into my sport bag and ran towards the door. "I never want to see you ever again Harry Styles!" I shout and run down the street to who knows where.

I walked down the streets of LA and into the star bucks that I went to every morning. I waited in line and was on my phone. The couple that stood in front of me were obnoxiously giggling and holding hands and being lovey dovey and I couldn't stand it. I rolled my eyes. After I ordered my drink I sat at a table for two, but I knew it was only me who was going to be sitting there. I picked up my coffee after they called my name and I sat back down scrolling through my twitter. "Excuse me? Is anyone using this chair?" I hear an all too familiar voice and I shut my eyes not wanting to believe that was who I thought it was.

I look up meeting those eyes. I fixed my beanie, hoping that he wouldn't notice. But it was too late. "Louis?" he asked. He scrunched his eye brows. "This table's open now," I said and got up grabbing my drink and bag and walked out. He followed me out though. "Louis!" he shouted. I kept walking. I didn't want to see him. I did end up finding out he DID cheat on me and I still didn't want to see him ever again. He refused to make eye contact. "Please let go of my arm," I whispered, trying to break his hold, but he still held on. "No, Louis, I want to talk," he begged. "Hey here's something to remember." I said and he perked up thinking that I was going to talk to him.

"Remember that day I told you to fuck off and that I never wanted to see you again?" I asked with a smile. He slightly frowned remembering. He nodded and scratched the back of his neck. I smiled, "well the same still goes, so please leave me alone." I pull my arm and walk away even faster. He continues to run after me. "Louis!" he shouts. "Fuck off!" I shout back. He huffs loudly. "Louis I'm sorry okay. I should've confessed 3 years ago," he started.

I suddenly stopped in my tracks. I wanted to keep on walking, but I felt like I was frozen. I shut my eyes in defeat. "I was being a complete dick. I wasn't thinking. I shouldn't have kissed her, I should've told the truth. And for that, I lost you and I didn't realize until a day later, that I messed up so badly." He said. I turned around glaring at him. "It took you 3 years to realize all the shit that you made me feel Harry. Pathetic isn't it?" I said.

He frowned. "And isn't it sad that every day since the day you broke up with me, I still felt my love for you? I'm an idiot." I said and he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I still love you too," he smiled. I shook my head and walked away leaving him in desperation.