Angels in Hell (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 46

June 28th, 2026

Alternate Universe

I open my tired eyes and stretch out my arms. Yesterday with Harry was so much fun. Beyond fun. We had a good laugh. And learning that he still has his flower crown was amazing. But the fact that he wore it all day was even more amazing. My favorite part of the night was probably the hug. And then we almost held hands, until he pulled away. He even said that he loves me. He most likely meant it as a brotherly love.

Nothing more. I sit up and begin to realize something odd. A fluffy blanket. I had one of those on the alternate universe. I look around at my surroundings with wide eyes. This is the alternate universe! I'm back? Why am I back? Is this another dream? I am very confused. This seems too real to be a dream. Too real.

"Harry?" I say aloud.

Where is he? I stand from my bed and walk slowly into the hall. It's almost like I have two lives- one in my universe and one in this alternate universe. It's actually really cool. I don't know which one I like better. On my world, I have my family and all of One Direction together. But on both, I have Harry. Which reminds me that Harry is pretty much my boyfriend on this world. Boyfriend. I suddenly really like that word.

I am not kidding when I say that I've never loved someone like I love Harry. It's the kind of love that you never want to stop feeling. In fact, it's more than a feeling... I don't know. Something more. I can't describe it. I can't describe what I'm feeling when I'm around him. Loving him was unexpected. I slowly inch my way down the stairs. Where is Harry? How long have I been gone from this world?

"Harry?" I yell. "Sweetie? Are you home?"

No response. Where is that boy? I wonder if because I left, the old Louis came back. The mean me. I hope not. If the old Louis came back then Harry probably left not wanting anything to do with him. Or should I say me? Where would he go if that were to happen? Back to Ed, I guess. The thought of losing him sucks. As Kelly Clarkson once said, "My life would suck without you."

"Louis?" I hear a small voice say from the livingroom.

Quickly, I turn the corner to face my love.

"Louis!" Harry cries, lunging himself into my arms. "Where have you been? You just dissapeared and I didn't know where you were! You were gone for days!"

Tears streak down his face and puddle on my shoulders. I embrace him close in my arms.

"What do you mean I dissapeared?" I ask.

"You were... gone. Where were you?"

I sigh and wipe the tears from his cheeks as we pull away. I kiss his soft cheek gently.

"It's okay now, Hazza Bear," I say stroking his messed up hair.

"Where were you?" he asks me with all seriousness and sweet innocence in his voice.

"Um..." I mumble. "Come with me."

I grab his hand and pull him up the stairs to my room.

"What are you doing?"

"Shh. Wait a second."

I pull the box of letters I wrote to him from underneath my bed.

"What's that?"

"Shush, nosy pants," I say jokingly.

I take out the most recent letter I wrote for him and hand it to him.

"What's this?"

"Just read it."

He takes a look at me, but then opens the letter. His eyes skim along the words on the page. A few times he looks at me with surprised eyes and a gaped open mouth.