Angels in Hell (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 65

Chapter 65

Five months. Five months is how long I've been together with my little angel. Everyday is like heaven on Earth. He has proven that not all angels have wings. Of course we have to hide from the fans and the public in general, which we hate. We want to tell our fans, but management won't let us. I'm forced to go out with Eleanor in public and act like I'm in love with her. It's painful. Especially when the person you really love is standing right there watching you kiss on your ex-girlfriend. It was painful to see him close to tears as we left the airport and I was hand in hand with El rather than him.

Or when I was hugging her instead of his muscular, warm, gentle, body. The nights are our escape. At the end of the day, we can hold hands and cuddle. At the end of the day, we can kiss and whisper cheeky compliments in each other's ears. At the end of the day, we are hidden away from the world in a random hotel room or tour bus bed, snuggled together while we can. It's one of the hardest things. Harry is someone who I can't hide my feelings from. I am surprised that I hid how I felt for so long. And it took me going to an altenate universe to finally have the courage to tell him. He hasn't told me that he loves me yet, but I don't mind.

He shows me that he loves me. He isn't ready to say it just yet, that's all. But that's quite alright with me. Those three words have never meant so much to me until I said them to Harry. I meant them when I said them. It's a love stronger than I've ever felt. I know it sounds cheesy. Harry makes me this way. He makes me want to be romantic and cheeky and express how I feel all of the time. He's always had that effect on me.

Only now that we're actually together, I can kiss him and tell him "I love you" when he least expects it. And when I do, he just smiles and kisses me on the mouth. Most of the time, the kiss lingers for a while turning into more of a makeout session. However, let me be the first to say that having Liam walk in on Harry and me kissing is one of of the most awkward things ever. Just imagine your mum or dad walking in on you kissing your boyfriend/girlfriend. Yeah. It was like that. Especially since Harry was straddling my waist and both of our hair was messed up. Liam gasped and backed out of the room, covering his eyes. When he closed the hotel door, Harry fell to his side, laughing hysterically.

I laughed along with him while saying,"It was a terrible idea to give hotel keys to mine and Niall's room to everyone."

"Except for me?" Harry asked with puppy dog eyes.

"Of course."

"I wish we could share a room," Harry pouted, cuddling into my side.

"We practically do since Niall is always with Liam nowadays," I said wrapping my arms around him.

Harry nodded into my shoulder.

"Yeah. I guess that's true... Which is good. Liam's been going through so much and he needs the support and love he's getting from Niall."

"They need each other," I said. "They're both broken in some way."

"They can heal each other," Harry said completing my thoughts.

"Poor Zayn. He's all lonely."

"Pssh, no. He has Perrie," Harry said making me chuckle.

"You're funny, little angel," I mumbled as I pressed a kiss to his cheek.

He closed his eyes at my touch.

"Goodnight, Boo."

"Goodnight, Haz. I love you."

As I lay there about to fall asleep, I thought about Liam and how funny it was when he walked in on us kissing. Liam actually loves that we are together. Liam and I have always been very close and he's always honest with me like I am with him. He told me that he thinks Harry is the guy I will marry someday. I hope Liam's right about that. Zayn saw it coming all along. I remember our arguement we had awhile back about me liking Harry. He was saying that I did while I was saying that I didn't. That was obviously a lie. Zayn can see right through my lies. He's always been good at that.