enlighten me || larry & ziam oneshots

stand by you || larry

stand by you || larry

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Harry knows that they are having some hard time, some struggles from keeping upright, from driving through the rough road. And this is not the first time they've had this time in their relationship (and he knows damn well that this won't be the last) and they always find the way because they have each other.

Because Harry has Louis and Louis has Harry.

But not this time though. No, Harry has to face this problem all on his own because Louis is out there with his friends (the usual, there's Oli and Calvin, then there's Stan too) doing God-knows-what. And usually Harry is unopposed with Louis going out but his boyfriend is giving him the cold shoulder.

Well, sure, Louis really can be a bitch to you especially if he is in one of his moods. And Harry knows how to get Louis out of those moments. Knows what to do first, knows how to make him a cup of hot tea, cook him a dinner, run him a bubble bath, massage his back and then one thing led to another and you know what will happen.

The problem here is that Louis has been in his mood for nearly a month. Whole bleeding months of not talking to Harry, of shrugging Harry off when all Harry wants to do is shake Louis (literally) out of his damned and twisted crap and just talk their problem out.

Whatever that problem is because Harry has no bloody clue on what it is.

So tonight, Harry is waiting on Louis' hotel room (usually they share but since Louis seems to need an alone time they ended up with separate rooms) at the arse crack of dawn and the fact that they would have rehearsals tomorrow is not lost on Harry.

After cleaning the whole hotel room, arranging Louis' things on his suitcase and a whole lot of just thinking what he could say to Louis, he hears some groaning on the other side of the door and they seem to be having difficulties with inserting their key card (since he heard some strings of cursed words and a soft 'clink' on the carpet).

Louis enters his room and Harry sees that Louis is so messed up. His eyes are drooping and he looks so wasted.

"Hi, Louis."

Louis might not have seen Harry when he entered his room because he lets out a surprised sound and drops his room key card.

"Holy fuck! Hey, I didn't know you would be here. Jesus, is this even my room?"

Harry then approaches Louis and takes his jacket off. He then helped Louis out of his shoes (and again, he didn't wear socks - the little menace.)

"Yeah, sorry, it's yours, don't worry. I borrowed your room key on the front desk because, well um, I just want to talk?"

Harry says that sounds more like a question. He really doesn't want to push Louis since the other lad is wasted off his face and a drunken Louis is bitchier than a proper bitch.

"Okay. As far as I've observed this scenario Harold, we are talking."

Louis moves to his bed and just plops down on it, emitting a satisfied sigh. Harry sits by his side because he knows that Louis might hear him out, he called him "Harold" for Mary's sake.

"You know that I love you right?"

Harry is the one vocal in their relationship. He always says those words to Louis. Words such as, you're great, you sing well, you make me strong, you're always there for me, you're mine, I'm yours, we're forever, I love you, I'm in love with Lou and all his little things, yes of course always.