Outing Larry

Chapter 46 (Part 2)

A/N FINALLY I CAN UPDATE. I APOLOGIZE FOR NOT UPDATING YESTERDAY BUT MY STUPID INTERNET DECIDED TO HAVE A BREAK AND IT WASN'T WORKING. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR CONSTANT READING AND ENTHUSIASM FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER. ITS WHAT KEEPS ME WRITING . ALSO THANK YOU FOR ALL THE LOVELY COMMENTS. I LOVE READING THEM A LOT. ANYWAY, HOPE YOU LIKE THIS ONE. ENJOY. I SUGGEST LISTENING TO AGAINST ALL ODDS BY PHIL COLLINS FOR THIS CHAPTER. ITS THE SONG I USED.

How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace
When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh
You're the only one who really knew me at all

How can you just walk away from me,
When all I can do is watch you leave
Cause we've shared the laughter and the pain and even shared the tears
You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now, oh there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me,
Just the memory of your face
Ooh take a look at me now, well there's just an empty space
And you coming back to me is against the odds and that's what I've got to face

A knock on the door brought Harry out of his thoughts. He tossed the few tee shirts he had folded into the open suitcase and walked over to the door and pulled it open. Louis stood out in the corridor still in his concert clothes.He looked at Harry with pleading eyes.

'Can I talk to you please?'he asked him in a soft voice. Harry huffed.

'What do you want Louis? I'm busy packing,' he told him but walked into his room leaving the door open for Louis to follow him inside. Louis eyed Harry's tall frame as he walked before him back to the bed and the open suitcase on it. He looked at Harry and a sharp pain tugged at his heart. He is so beautiful and he was wearing his favorite outfit: a pair of black skinny jeans ripped at the knees and his black sheer shirt hanging loosely over his jeans just brushing his hips, his tattoos all visible underneath it, his hair was damp and his curls hung over his shoulders and he smelt of Hugo Boss! Louis shivered internally.

'How long will you be gone for?' Louis asked him in a small voice. Harry continued to pack trying to ignore the fact that Louis was in the room.

'For the whole duration of the break,' he replied dryly. Louis felt his blood turn to ice.

'Two whole months?'

'Yes, two whole months,' Harry replied again, not looking at Louis. Louis fidgeted with his fingers nervously. Two months! No he couldn't.

'But you promised to come to my Doncaster charity match,' he told him. Harry stopped his packing and finally looked at Louis, his eyes hard on him.

'Well that was before all this shit happened wasn't it? I need to be away from all of this.'Louis took a step closer to the bed. He was feeling nervous about the whole situation. He knew he had fucked up again but he was doing his best to fix it. If only Harry would let him!

'Harry you can't go therefor two whole months. We have things to work out.' Harry stopped packing again, straightened up and looked at Louis squarely in the eyes.

'There is nothing to workout Louis. I need a break from all of this. From you. I want to go to L.A.' Louis looked at him with wide staring eyes.