Larry One Shots (Larry Stylinson Fanfiction)

You Did But I Do

Louis’ phone rang at 4 o'clock at midnight. The ringtone was blaring up his rather empty house.
“Who's this? You know what time it f-” he cursed at the caller.
“Louis.” the caller said, “It’s me.”
Louis sat up straight abruptly, sober up. “Harry?” he replied softly, heart racing.
“Yeah.” Harry's voice cracked a little.
“Are you okay?  Are you in a club? Are you drunk?” asked Louis cautiously, listening to the background sound on the other end of the phonecall.
“Yes and yes. And no.” Harry answered neatly then stayed silent.
“Oh.” Louis bit his lips, feeling stupid for not coming up with something to say. They stayed like this for who-knows-how-long, listening to each other's breath. Like what they used to do when they ran out of things to discuss, back then. Except now, the silence wasn't comforting.
“Do you love me?”, Harry blurted, the words were blent together. Louis knew that voice, it meant he had already had a few shots. Louis inhaled sharply in surprise then a familiar ache in his heart arouse. God, he hadn't felt this for so long he almost forgot it was here. The wound. The scar. The pain. The lump. He lay on his back and pulled the cover to his chin, “I did.”
Harry sniffed and Louis’ heart skipped a beat. Harry murmured, “Why?” and Louis’ heart was stomped. Harry sobbed, “I love you.” and Louis’ heart stopped.
Louis whispered, “I do love you too. But you don't when you're sober. You told me that, remember?” but Harry had already hung up.
Or, Louis had waited him to hang up to say those words. And he knew it would be a sleepless night for him, just like those he had had when Harry broke up with him.