Heartbreaker (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 16

Okay, here's my Drama Chapter. Don't hate me after, Peanuts.

I am to 90% certain that I'm bisexual, because I kind of have a tiny minor crush on an old friend of mine who's a girl, but I'm still very much attracted to boys. This is why I think I'm bisexual, but more into boys.

Don't judge me! Hug me!

Does anybody of you hate French as much as I do?

I wanna ramble a bit, and I expect you to listen to me!

I have thought of something: let's pretend Larry is out, and a few people leave the fandom. I mean, why? They're still the same five singing idiots we fell for. The songs are still amazing, they're still funny and stupid. Only because two of them are gay doesn't mean that they changed. These people who leave the fandom can't tell me that they never think about how much they loved the boys, and that they don't listen to their songs anymore at all. I know that they wouldn't survive it.

Is it even possible to be crushing on every single one of One Direction and still not hating the ones they go out with? Plus my Celebrity Crush on Conor Maynard!

Does anybody know where Harry Styles gets his trousers from? Because I need tighter jeans!

How many of you talk to theirselves in the mirror in a different language? None? Cool.

Enjoy!

When Louis and Harry left the club, Louis broke down. Why? Why did Harry have to make all this so complicated!? Why couldn't it be easy like the others? Why did Louis have to let his guard down for the gorgeous boy?

He fell to his knees and sobbed into his hands, and Harry sank down next to him, wrapping his arms around him and kissing him softly, holding him close and whispering sweet nothings into his ear.

"Shh, Lou, shh. It's okay. Whatever it is, it's okay. Let's go to your home, huh? I'll make you a cup of tea, yeah?" he whispered, grazing Louis' ear with his lips.

Louis nodded and Harry helped him back up to his feet. They went back to the flat, but everything around Louis was a blur. His chest hurt like someone had shot through it and he was bleeding slowly but steadily.

Harry carried Louis up the stairs and into his bedroom. He gently put him down on the mattress, kissed his forehead and headed down into the kitchen to make his boyfriend a cup of tea. Just when he wanted to walk upstairs and bring it, he heard Louis' phone.

He picked up, "Hello?"

"Lou, is that you?" a girl's voice asked.

"No, I'm Harry. Louis is a bit down, you know? I care for him."

"Hello, Harry. I'm Eleanor, Louis' sister. Could I talk to him?"

"Sure thing."

(A/N: Okay, now, sorry, but I need this here: How many of you got "The Talk"? I did never get it. What are school and corrupting friends for?)

Harry walked up into Louis bedroom and handed him the phone. Louis was definitely far away when he took the phone, saying, "We're out of peanuts, sorry," and hanging up.

Harry laughed slightly and handed Louis his cup. Louis must be really confused. But the boy smiled up at Harry and took his mug, before pulling Harry down to sit next to him.

After a few minutes, the cup was empty, and Louis snuggled into Harry's side. He sighed and opened his eyes. It seemed like he made a decision.

"Harry?" he asked.