Need You Now: A Larry Stylinson FanFic

Chapter 2

We pulled into the driveway of the L.A house. Everyone got out of the van and into the house. Niall falling to the back with me.

"Want me to do anything?" His tone was comforting, Niall was always the best person to go to just to talk. He didn't always give the best advice but he was an amazing listener, and knew what to say to make you feel better.

"I'll let you know." I said as we walked into the house.

We had no idea what we were getting ourselves into by walking through that front door. I expected it to be like any other time something happens with Elounor. When we all get home, Harry goes up to his room followed by Louis who will then comfort him through the night. Zayn and Liam will play video games and talk about what they think is happening and Niall and I see if we can do anything then end up watching movies all night.

Not this time. It was like walking into a battlefield. Louis and Harry were standing in the middle of the living room screaming at each other. Paul, Liam and Zayn were all sat on the couch wide eyed. Harry's face was (to my surprise) not covered in tears but instead laced with anger and beet red. His hands were both in fists at his side and his teeth were clenched. Louis was stood in front of him looking almost as angry. His face was flushed and his eyes still had that sorry expression.

"How could you do that?! You knew exactly what you were doing you liar!!!" Harry roared.

Louis was almost in tears, I would have felt bad for him if Harry wasn't right. "Harry please.....Just listen to me." Louis begged.

"I really loved you!! I can't believe I thought you loved me too!!" Harry's eyes started to tear and he ran upstairs to his room.

"I do love you Harry!" Louis called after him. It was too late. Harry was already upstairs. Liam and Zayn both looked at each other than over to Niall and I with looks of disbelief. Niall walked into the room and onto the couch with the two boys. I shut the front door and walked up to Louis.

"We'll talk about this later" I said sternly. Louis nodded and I walked over to the stairs.

"Eye." Louis's voice cracked as a tear rolled down his cheek. I didn't respond but turned to him, waiting for him to finish.

"Please...... get him to talk to me....." Louis's words were quiet. His face had a little more colour, but tears were now running down his face and he looked like he was hanging on for his life. I started walking up the stairs and only got about 3 up when I heard his voice crack again.

"And Eye.......I really am.... sorry......" He choked out. I nodded at him and gave him a weak smile. He smiled back for a second, but it fell away as soon as it had came. I turned around and ran up the stairs. I got to the second floor and walked over to my spiral staircase and ran up that one as well.

At the top of the stairs was my bedroom. I walked across my room and knocked on the door leading to Harry's

"Baby? Can I come in?" He didn't answer. I took it as a yes and walked in. Harry was face down on the bed, his arms bent over his head. I crossed the room to his bed and lied down on my side beside him. I moved my hand to his back slowly moving it back and forth trying to comfort his sobs.

"Sweetie, I'm so sorry." I said softly.

Harry rolled onto his back, moved his hands to his forehead and started taking deep breaths to calm down. His face was wet with tears and his lips quivering trying to stay quiet. He moved his head to my lap and I played with his curls while he cried.

"Baby, I know it hurts now. But one day, everything's gonna be alright. One day this will all go away, and no one will be able to tell you who you can and can't love. You have to understand that there are some people out there that don't have the same beliefs that you do. And some of those people can be very mean. And I'm not saying that's okay, because it's not, but sometimes there just isn't anything you can do about it. In the business that you're in, some things just aren't acceptable. Although it might be terrible and completely unfair, that's how it is. So I guess the price of fame is..... love. It's one or the other." I kissed Harry's forehead and moved one of my hands down to hold his.

"How come some people are allowed to be open. Why do they get love and not us?" He asked in all seriousness. Harry looked up at me and I saw the gleam in his eyes through the tears, like a child full of hope. It was a side of him I didn't get to see to often but I loved it when I did.

"Everyone has a different dream. Some people dream to be firefighters or police men, doctors or lawyers. Some want to be artists or authors, teachers or designers. But then there are people who dream to be known, to have their name spoken throughout the world. The problem with that is that when you're an actor, or a singer, or anyone in this business. You're there for the world to see. And the world can be a terrible terrible place, and there are some pretty bad people out there. It's different for you because everyone can see you, and judge you. If you were a teacher, or a lawyer, then no one would judge you because no one would care. But since people do care, what they're doing by keeping you and Louis apart is their way of protecting you. You don't have to agree with it, or be happy with it like this. But I just want you to understand that it isn't that people don't want you to be happy. It's that the choice is either, hide the relationship, or get even more hate than you already do for being in it. And as for some of the people in the business that get to be open with themselves, they make the decision to be open. And those people get all the hate you'd expect." A tear rolled down Harry's cheek as I spoke and I wiped it away with my thumb.

"Why don't we get the choice?! It's not fair!" Harry's voice got louder and stronger. He sat up and looked over at me. "Why?! Why aren't I allowed to make that choice for myself, was it in the terms and agreements?!" Harry stood up and looked angrily around the room. "And Louis couldn't even tell me!! He couldn't take a minute of his time to say 'hey, by the way I have to GET MARRIED!!' How's that fair?!" He kicked a chair over in anger.

"I never said it was fair..." I murmured.

"Yeah I know because 'LIFE'S NOT FAIR!' well that's bullshit! Everyone else is allowed to love whoever they want!! Zayn's allowed to get married!! And Liam's allowed to have Sophia! Why is it so wrong for Louis and I to love each other?!" Harry threw his fist into the wall without even wincing at the pain.

"Harry...." I didn't try to answer his question, I didn't know the answer. Instead I got off the bed and placed my hand on his shoulder. I felt all his tensed muscles loosen at my touch. Harry turned to me and I looked in his eyes. His face was beet red and tears streamed down his face. His fists were still clenched at his sides but in his eyes you could see that he was scared.

He looked from my eyes to my lips and back to my eyes for a minute. He licked his lips and, before I could protest, he had two strong hands on my cheeks and pulled me into a kiss. He moved one hand down to my waist and held me tight. I kissed him back throwing my arms around his neck.

"Are you gonna regret this in the morning?" I whispered between kisses.

"Maybe." The way he said it showed that in that moment he couldn't have cared less. He pulled me closer and pushed me to the wall. His hand moved down my back so he was grabbing at my butt then he lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He moved us over to the bed and started to take off my clothes.

We were both down to our underwear when he started to be a little gentler. He broke the connection between our lips and placed our foreheads together so we were looking into each others eyes.

"I'm sorry." Harry whispered.

"Why they hell are you sorry?" I asked, completely surprised.

"I've been so hard to deal with these days and you're always the one who gets stuck having to pull me back together." Harry looked down at me, and laced our fingers together over my head.

"I don't mind." I whispered moving a hand into his tangled hair. Harry smiled before kissing me again.