A/N: I'm sorry I took a while to post! Senior year is slowly killing me lol. I believe there's another three or two parts left of the story.
In the session with Stella she also noticed the change in Harry. He answered the questions after a couple seconds. He looked at her sometimes, he wasn't using gestures to replace words. Neither Stella and Anne couldn't stop being shocked.
"Harry, love. Wake up" his mother tried to wake him up. "We have to go over to your grandparents".
Harry was half asleep, but hearing that made him wake up completely. With a really harsh movements he pushed the blankets off him and stared at his mom. It was Saturday. Saturdays were his special day. Saturdays were his free day. The day he got to see Louis. Why did he have to go to his grandparents house? They did that on Sunday. He looked at her with his eyebrows furrowed, waiting for an answer, even though no answer would be of his liking.
"Your grandparents are leaving on a trip tomorrow so they're organizing the lunch today"
"No"
"Harry..."
"I'm not going"
Anne liked it that her son was talking more. But in this situation it shattered her heart. These reunions were long and if they finished late, Harry wouldn't be able to go to the mall.
"You have to" she said worried.
She could see how his eyes watered, his face still with an upset expression. She thought he might be getting really mad. He got out of bed really quick and went to the bathroom, where he locked himself for a few minutes. All this was really unfair for him. It wasn't fair that they held him back from what made him really happy at the moment. All this practice for nothing. He tried to calm down. After a long while he came out and went to the restroom where his parents were already dressed up and ready to go. He was just wearing some old sweatpants and a woolly sweater that his grandmother had sewed for him a few years back.
"You're not changing your clothes, sweetie?" His mom asked him.
He shook his head staring at her. He was clearly mad, really mad. She felt her heart shatter into pieces, Harry had been replying with words and a sudden change of plans changed everything in very few minutes.
"We'll try to leave early and go to the mall, okay? I don't promise anything. Please don't be mad"
He just stared at her and then looked away. He headed to the car and got in. As quick as he could get out that family reunion, he would have the chance to see him at least for a few minutes. Even a few seconds.
Once they arrived to his grandparents' house, Harry barely greeted him just to be polite. He was clearly upset and didn't want anyone to bother him. He didn't even bother to reply with gestures when they talked to him. He was so mad he even lost his appetite. The rest was laughing and talking between them while Harry just stayed quiet and stared at the clock in the living room. It was twenty minutes before six in the afternoon, the time when Louis finished his shift at work. And his parents didn't seem to be done talking any soon, he couldn't handle the idea of not seeing Louis. He couldn't even go walking since his grandparents house was out of town. There was only one thing left to do.
"Mom" he called her, taking her arm.
She stopped laughing and pay attention to the conversation to focus on Harry. It had been a long while since he called her that, and he only did it when it was something really important.
"Please" he said, begging her with a look. If there was any hope that he'd get to see Louis, it was all in his mother's hands.
She saw how worried he was and then looked at the clock. The possibilities to make it there on time were just a few but she would try.

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The CDs Boy [Larry AU]
FanfictionHarry felt unable to go out and socialize because of the anxiety he felt around people that weren't his mom. Louis felt curious about the curly haired boy that went to MusicWorld every single Saturday and asked for him each time.