Saviour (A Larry Stylinson Fic)

Chapter 11: Scars

A/N Possible tirggery stuff in this chapter... just a warning lovlies :)

Harry laid in the thick grass, the top of his head pressed against Niall’s as they both laid staring silently up at the sky. The clouds were swirling in Harry’s mind, glowing all the colors of the rainbow. The sun was pulsing, setting fire to the sky in brilliant oranges and pinks before fading back to blue and a dull grey. Harry smiled as the wind blew across his body sending a tingling sensation through his skin deep into his core. He felt his body simultaneously float up and sink further into the ground. Stretching his arms above his head his hands collided with Niall’s and they both instinctively curled their fingers together. Through the connection they could both feel every part of each other; their pulses racing, their breathing quick and shallow. They felt as though they had melded into one being, connected so completely nothing could break them apart. 

Harry felt a swirling in his head as his vision went blurry for a moment. He shut his eyes and breathed deeply, feeling Niall do the same; connected. Lights illuminated the the back of his eyelids, dancing a spectacular show for him. He gasped at the beauty of the small lights playing in his eyes. He let out a long sigh ending in a laugh as his mouth curled into a wide smile. Niall’s fingers clenched Harry’s own tighter and he started rubbing circles with his thumbs into Harry’s hand. Harry’s arms shook at the sensation and he gasped again as the lights in his eyes pulsed brighter and danced faster as if in reaction to the touch. It was linking his whole body with his mind and the world around him. He felt grounded, he felt free.

"Harry?" Niall spoke softly. Harry let his eyes flutter open to see the swirling sky once more.

"Yeah, Nialler?" He stroked back at Niall’s hands and felt him shudder at the touch as well.

"I love you." Niall sighed.

"I love you too, Niall. So fucking much." Harry unlatched his hands from Niall’s and sat up, turning his body around to look down on Niall still lying on the ground staring wide eyed at the sky. "Your eyes look crazy right now!" Harry said grasping Niall’s head and tilting it back slightly to look at him better.

"Do they? What do they look like?" Harry stared at the blue in them, almost completely seized by the black of his pupils.

"Like, blue flames… swirling. It’s really cool." Niall smiled and pulled himself up to look at Harry.

"Yours look so intense, Harry! They’re, like… lava. It looks like they are dripping green. That’s so amazing!" Harry smiled and swayed forward slightly. He let himself fall into Niall, his forehead resting against Niall’s chest. Niall’s hands immediately latched onto Harry’s hair and got tangled in the mess of curls. Both boys gasped at their individual sensations before laughing at each other. "You’re hair is, like, the most amazing thing in this whole word, seriously."

"Yeah, Louis likes it too." Harry said with a chuckle remembering the way he weaved his fingers into it while he was sucking him off. Pulling it firmly and making Harry moan against him. 

"I have a present for you!" Niall pulled back from him and stretched his legs, reaching into his pocket. Harry watched him quizzically before Niall pulled a spliff from his pocket. Harry grinned, bouncing giddily.

"You read my fucking mind, Nialler!" Niall laughed and held it out to Harry.

"Greens?" Harry took it happily and stuck it in his mouth. Niall reached out and flicked on his lighter with a bit of effort. Both boys laughed at his first few failed attempts before he brought the flame toward Harry. Harry leaned into him and began to pull on the spliff till it was burning. He pulled it from his lips and blew on the end of it where it had caught fire. He returned it to his lips and closed his eyes as he drew the smoke down into his lungs. He held it down for a minute before letting it out in a large puff that circled the boys and floated up toward the sky. They both watched it in amazement as it danced in the wind. Harry handed the spliff to Niall who took a long drag before blowing it out in small circles. Harry was giddy at the sight and laughed as the circles grew larger and blew off in the wind.