devotion ➶ larry

twenty

can't believe we're on chapter twenty already. Can't believe how much support this story has had so far

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The news of Harry's stay in the hospital has been making headlines all week and people are yet to find out about his current state.

Louis sits across from Liam, pulling his light pink jumper farther down his clad legs. He watches as Liam continues staring at his phone, his expression shifting every so often. Louis desperately wants to know what he's looking at but he stays seated.

"Complete and utter bullshit." Liam finally says and Louis looks at him curiously.

"What is it?" He asks. The older man locks his phone and runs a hand through his hair.

"This stupid article talking about Harry."

"What are they saying?" Louis asks and Liam shrugs.

"Just that he had an overdose and other stupid shit. He doesn't even do drugs! He's possibly the most innocent man I've ever met!" Liam exclaims.

"What's an overdose?" The small boy asks. Liam only shakes his head, telling him not to worry. Louis nods and stands up, making his way to the bathroom to take a bath. He slips out of his sweater and the purple lace boy shorts he was wearing, running the water and adding some lavender soap. He waits for the bath to fill with water and bubbles.

As he waits, the bathroom door opens and Liam walks in.

"Fuck, shit, I'm sorry." He says, covering his eyes quickly. Louis blushes and steps into the tub, submerging himself in water.

Liam peeks through his hands and takes a deep breath, clearing his throat. His face is beet red but he tries to compose himself enough to seem normal.

"Uh...sorry. I just...wanted to know if you wanted to go visit Harry today." He asks, sitting on the closed toilet seat and scratching the back of his head. Louis nods enthusiastically and grabs a handful of water, spilling it on his hair to wet it.

"After I finish bathing!" Louis says with a small smile and Liam nods. He moves to leave, when he catches sight of a pair of lace underwear. His face turns red again and coughs loudly.

"W–Who bought you those?" He asks pointing to the underwear. Louis beams and grips the edge of the tub.

"Harry got them for me! Aren't they pretty? Harry says I look pretty in them!" He says.

Maybe Harry isn't as innocent as Liam thought.

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When Louis and Liam reach the hospital, there are a dozen people shouting outside holding cameras. The small boy grips onto Liam's arm, tail flicking nervously behind him. Liam led him through the mass and into the hospital.

The waiting room was filled with security guards, blocking the door. Liam tells them they're here to see Harry and a man with a balding head stops them.

"No visitors at this hour. Family only." He tells them, placing a hand on Liam's chest.

"I'm his family!" Louis replies with a small smile. The man looks at him before rolling his eyes.

"As if the one of the richest people here in England would ever call a hybrid family. Now move along before I choose to rip off that tail of yours."

Louis whimpers, hiding behind Liam childishly. Liam spits out some rude remark and the guard only rolls his eyes, keeping his stand.

The older man just grabs Louis' hand and tugs him towards the exit. The small boy struggles against his hold, complaining that he needs to see Harry.

"Li! What if he wakes up?! I need to be there!" Louis cries out. There are people watching them with curious eyes and when they see Louis has a flicking tail coming out of his short dress they become disgusted.

"Louis, they're not going to let us in. We can't just go in—"

"Mr. Styles is awake." A voice cuts him off. Liam lifts his head and looks to the two doctors conversing a few feet from them. Louis hears the name and runs towards the two doctors.

"He's awake?!" He asks with a bright smile and one doctor stares at him in shock.

"And you are?"

"Louis! I'm his...I'm his princess!" He says and blushes at the nickname.

Liam almost has a heart attack from those words. What has Harry been doing with this kid?

"Okay, congratulations. Move along." The doctor mutters before walking away. Louis huffs and turns to Liam with wide eyes.

"I have to go see him!" Louis says and Liam runs a hand through his hair, tugging at the ends in annoyance.

"Give it a little time, okay? The doctors have to make sure he's alright." Louis wants to argue but he closes his mouth. He looks down with sad eyes and an adorable pout.

"Fine. But—"

"Louis Tomlinson?" The small boy looks up to find the same doctor as before. Louis beams and walks up to him.

"That'd be me!" He chirps with a small smile.

"Yeah, I know. Harry has asked me to get you. Says he wants to see you." The man gives him a once over, "Don't see why though. Come with me."

The doctor leads Louis and Liam through the corridors until they reach the room they've come to many times before. Louis' smile seems to be stuck to his skin as the doctor opens the door. The small boy runs in, squealing when he sees Harry staring back at him.

The older man was sat against the bed, looking pale and weak but awake nonetheless. Louis squeaks and runs to Harry, throwing himself onto Harry's body.

The older man groans but doesn't push him off. The heartbeat on the machine next to him quickens and Louis gets off, smiling sheepishly.

"I missed you so so so so much. I came here everyday to see you." Louis explains. Harry just stares at him, smiling fondly, eyes lidded.

"I missed you, princess. I dreamt about you. A lot." Louis blushes and can't help himself when he leans forward and kisses Harry roughly. The older man makes a noise in surprise but kisses him firmly, hands gripping his waist tightly.

A loud cough makes them move away. Liam stands by the door, staring at the two with a mixed expression. Harry bites his bottom lip, not knowing that Liam was even there.

"Lou, doll, can you let me and Liam talk really quick?" Harry asks and the small boy nods, shuffling out of the room. Once the door closes, Liam crosses his arms and waits.

"I can explain."

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Harry is fucked.