Misery (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 27

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"Why don't we go to that Chinese restaurant down the street?" Niall asked, "It's close to campus and the food's damn good yeah?"

Liam shook his head. "I don't like Chinese food."

Zayn made a weird noise. "The fuck is wrong with you man?"

"Shunned, Liam, shunned!" Harry joked. He looked up at Louis who was sitting on his lap with an arm around his chest. He bounced his knees a little, startling Louis, but Louis then just looked down fondly and smirked.

"It makes me gassy!" Liam argued defensively.

"I don't think we need to know that," Niall laughed.

"Let's just go to the Indian restaurant a few blocks away?" Louis suggested, "All of us love that place."

"Yes!" Zayn clapped, "I need my curry."

"Who's driving?" asked Harry.

"Let's walk?" Louis asked, with a pout that made it impossible for Harry to say no. He squeezed Louis closer to his torso and nodded.

"I'll change," Niall gestured for Liam and Zayn to go with him. Zayn ruffled Harry's hair and mouthed "I'll be right back" to both of the lads.

"D'you take your pills?" Louis asked, climbing down from Harry's lap.

Harry shook his head. "Should I?"

"Well, we're going to be out in public so you might want to take them," Louis kissed his jawbone and handed him the little bottle that made a rattling noise as he handed it to him. He pulled off his pajama shirt and pulled on one that he'd thrown on the floor of Harry's dorm several nights ago. "How've you been?" he asked, as he did on a daily basis.

Harry hated that question so much. It implied that Harry needed to be taken care of and put under constant surveillance. "Fine," he replied bitterly, "you've been supervising me all the time so you know that."

"I'm sorry," Louis zipped up his pants, approaching Harry, "I know you hate it when I ask that but I just want you to be okay," he gently massaged Harry's shoulders and then went back to brushing his hair.

"How do you think I'm doing?" Harry asked, curiously.

"Great," Louis answered, "as far as I know you haven't cut in the past week!"

"As far as you know?" Harry scoffed, "I think you know pretty far. Are you accusing me of lying to you?"

"I'm sorry!" Louis hung his head in guilt, "I didn't mean it like that. Do you not want me around as much as I am?"

Harry shook his head vigorously. "No! I'm sorry. I'm being stupid," he blurted, imagining not having Louis around all the time.

Louis chuckled. "Okay. I just want you-"

"To be okay," Harry finished for him. "Ditto."

"Do you ever get the urge to cut?" Louis asked, sitting back on his lap.

"All the time. But I call you," Harry kissed his chin.

"I'm so proud of you for that," Louis sighed.

Harry saw that Louis was still a little upset that Harry had snapped. Harry hated seeing that in Louis's facial expression. He hated Louis being intimidated by him. He knew Louis hated to fight. Harry hated it even more because he thought he'd scare Louis off so terribly with a snap and Louis wouldn't love him anymore. "I'm really sorry," Harry frowned.