Surviving ▲ larry.stylinson.

03

1 year ago...

Louis || -03










My eyes flutter open to be met with a sleeping Harry next to me, his arm lazily stretched across my body as small snores escape his slightly parted lips. A simple smile stretches onto my face as I place my fingers in his curls and just twirl them around, not even really doing anything. It was just us and our slow in tune breathing and that was more than I could ever ask for.

After a few seconds of just sitting around and letting my fingers trail up and down on Harry's back, his emerald eyes open and look straight at me with a goofy smile. He pulls my closer to him and squeezes me so tight I swear that I am going to explode into millions of Louis. "Morning babe," he speaks in his raspy voice that is even deeper than usual since he just woke up and, wow, how hot did he sound right now.

"Morning Haz," I speak quietly, butterflies forming in my stomach as I feel his breath fan against my neck. His fingers slowly trail down my back and under the covers before roaming back upwards. It still amazes me how I have him all for myself when he was worth so much more than me. He was so imperfectly perfect and had the biggest heart, and I was just the underdog with feminine looks.

I groan to myself as I remember that we have an interview to attend and would most likely ask the question everyone wanted to know : Did we have girlfriends? Sometimes I just wanted to stand up, throw a chair to the ground, and yell that I have a boyfriend. Why do they ask if we have girlfriends, is their something wrong with being gay or bi? Harry is mine, I love him so fucking much.

"Something wrong?" Harry asks in a low whisper, sleep evident in his voice.

"Yeah, we have that stupid interview to go to," I mutter, wrapping my leg around his. He nods his head in understanding and lifts my chin up with his thumb so I would have to look at him.

"Don't stress over it. You know I love you Louis, and I don't care what anyone says. One day, I promise we'll go on dates in public and have our own little world where no one can tell us we have to hide. I love you so much," he states with a smile on his face. I peck him on the lips until Mr. Lover over here decides, it wasn't enough. Our bodies seem to naturally intertwine with each other as his hands find my hair and tug on it slightly, a soft moan escaping my mouth that drifts over into his.

His tongue pries my mouth open and suddenly, coolness replaces the heat. It is like we are in our own little world just like he promised. As my hands roams his back, he suddenly stops and pulls away from me. Did I do something wrong? Why is he acting all jiffy all of a sudden?

"I have to go," he whispers as he walks out of the hotel room and closes the door behind him. What the hell was that?
























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Sorry for not updating anything , I've been really busy lately with schoolwork and my fan account on Instagram where I make video edits [go check it out its @grungenialler & @niallsrecords] but I've taken a break so I could catch up with all of my stories.

Btw , each update in this book will represent a page or two like it would be in a real book. They are NOT chapters.

This is unedited because I've written 12 parts for this already on another account so I'm just posting them to here. I only changed the verbs to present tense , other than that , I really didn't do anything.

P.S. Larry is real lol ok. But this is a sad Larry fanfic so I'm not responsible for your tears.

P.P.S. Vote and comment and I will love you forever (: