Angels in Hell (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 38

June 13th, 2024

Dear Harry,

I'm upset that you still got bullied in sixth grade. I hope you don't at your new school. That would make me even more upset. Although, I can only hope that Ed would stand up for you if he ever could. I'm putting all of my trust in him that he is taking good care of you.

I also hope that you never cry yourself to sleep anymore and that I'm never the reason that you cry. Sometimes, I cry because I miss you and want to cuddle you again. You and Larry. And your giant purple bear. Can't forget about your bear.

When you do come back, we should go to the fair again sometime. You could try to go on a ride. You might actually like it. When we went when you were 11, it wasn't the best night for you. You know, because of all of the bullying.

But if we ever went again, it would be different. More fun and happy with no mean 11 year olds. I'll even get you another giant purple bear, unless you've outgrown that. You are seventeen now. One thing that I hope you never outgrow are bedtime stories. I've become a master at telling them.

Always,

Louis

June 16th, 2025

Alternate Universe

Remember the time when Niall asked about why I call Harry my little angel? Well, I guess I'll tell you why. The whole story. I mean, it's not like you could ever tell Niall the real story. It's just that, that day I first called Harry my "little angel" on the other world, means a lot to me. Something that I'd like to keep just between Harry and I. It was a night that made me love Harry even more. A night filled with so much love, beauty, and childishness, that I'd rather not tell anyone else about it. Maybe he never told anybody else about that, too. Maybe that night means as much as it does to him as it does to me.

I doubt that, though. I doubt that he feels the same way about me. But I will always love him. That night, we had so much fun. We had freedom. Freedom that only lasted for a little while, but was awesome freedom filled with us acting like children. We owned the night. We loved that night... or at least I did. If I could relive that night, I would. That night and the night One Direction was formed.

But this night with Harry has a very special place in my heart.

*Flashback*

It was a late, late, night after a show in the UAN tour. Paul and the rest of management wanted us to get back to the hotel and all of the boys were tired... Except Harry and I. We wanted to stay at the place we performed at and look around backstage. We heard that plays and musicals have also been performed there. Backstage, I saw different props and costumes in the room and wanted to check them out. I thought that for the night, we could do something else that didn't involve work before we had to go to sleep. Some free time. I told Harry about the room and he seemed super excited and wanted to check it out. The other boys weren't into the idea. They just wanted to go back to the hotel we were staying at and relax.

However, freedom to Harry and I, meant a lot. Just the freedom to play around. Act childish and stupid like we used to before our lives changed right before our eyes. We wanted that. Only for a night. And to be honest, I was kind of glad that the other boys didn't want to stay. I was happy that Harry and I were having alone time together. I like being alone with him. We can have conversations where he can tell me anything. Anything.

And I can tell him anything. We act differently when were alone. A good different. He seems very comfortable. Honest. Himself. Completely and truly Harry. I told management that Harry and I would find a ride and be back at the hotel no later that midnight. When we finally convinced them, Harry and I cheered and said goodbye to the boys. Everyone had left backstage including all security, janitors, stylists, and audience members.