That Should Be Me (Larry Stylinson)

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A/N Okay, so this is my first attempt at writing. I wrote this story in a day so its not the best as it could be. Im writing another one which I'm a lot more excited about. This story is more of an experiment. Please leave constructive criticism! Also I wrote this on the mobile app so that's why its in this format

*Harry*

I get home and I'm pretty excited to tell Louis that I got a job. He's been on my ass lately about being home all day.

"Lou!" I call out. "Louis!" Hmm. He's not here. Then it hit me. He's most likely at Eleanor's. I want him to be here with me. He may not know but I love him so much more than a friend. I know he's straight and he loves El. I take a shower and decide I'll just go to sleep.

I lay in my bed wide awake for about an hour. Why couldn't I just fall asleep?! I hear the front door open and the all too familiar pitter patter of TOMS coming up the stairs. Great. Louis' home. My door opens and I pretend to be sleeping. I feel the bed dip beside me as he slips in besides me. Usually he only sleeps with me when there's thunder storms. Trust me, I wish there was a storm every night.

I hope he can't hear the way my heart is beating as he wraps his arms around me. Well this is new. I can hear him... crying? At this point I turn around and he's now sobbing into my chest. After about twenty minutes,he stops. He's still shaking and I feel like asking what's wrong but I want him to tell me when he's ready. He looks at me with his puffy red eyes and I lean in and kiss his forehead.

He smiles at me and I want to kiss him so fucking much! I think he must have read my mind because he slams his lips on mine. I'm in shock and I just lay there. He pulls away.
"Fuck! I'm sorry Harry!" He says. He starts scrambling out of the bed and I grab his wrist. I pull him back down and this time I kiss him. His lips start moving in sync with mine and I feel his moan against my lips. I wrap my legs around his waist.

I grab the back of his neck and deepen the kiss. He asks for entrance and I gladly give it to him. His tongue is wrestling with mine and finally I just let him win. I pull away because I know he'll probably be mad about this in the morning.
"Whats wrong?" he says. Everything is wrong. I want him to be mine and no one else's. Why can't it just be that easy? "Nothing's wrong. I'm just... tired, that's all." I can't read the expression he wears on his face.
"Okay. Let's go to sleep. Do you mind if I sleep here with you?" Hell no, I don't mind.
"Of course not Boo." Oh Jesus. What am I going to do?

Ermahgerd. How was that? I kinda was like, "Does it make sense?" Well, did it? Idk it anyone will even read it haha. oh well. We'll see

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