I See You (Larry Stylinson) {Co-written with @uniquelyxlarry}

Chapter 14

Louis' POV

"Are you tired? It's 10:00." I glanced up at Harry. His face was hovering over mine, my head in his lap.

"No, not at all," I smiled, sitting up on the couch. I fell asleep as we were talking, even though it was in the middle of the day. Something about Harry's voice was unbelievably soothing.

I glanced out the window. His cabin was enveloped by trees and it made me feel cozy. The driveway was lit up by the house lights, but farther out it was pitch black.

"You wanna go in the hot tub?" Harry grinned, placing his hands on my hips.

"You have a hot tub?" I laughed, my heart beating a little to quickly. He nodded, his curls bouncing.

"Wait!" I bit my lip. "I don't have a swimsuit." I stared at my hands.

"You can wear one of mine," he offered.

"Uh, sure," I squeezed his hand as we stood up off the couch to head towards Harry's bedroom. He rifled through his drawers for a bit before pulling out two pairs of swim trunks. The ones he gave me were light blue, and his were orange.

I grasped the suit in my hand awkwardly, unsure of where to change. Harry didn't notice me, instead he just started taking off his pants. I was going to stop him, but he didn't seem to mind. He turned away from me as he took off the last piece of clothing, and I quickly looked away. But I couldn't help but stare at him, my cheeks burning.

I watched him as he slipped the trunks on over his legs, blushing furiously at my racing heart. He finally turned towards me, clearing his throat but smiling massively.

"Like what you see, hm?" Harry smirked, placing his large hands on his hips. I stared at his torso. He was skinny like I imagined, although he had a bit of a tummy that I already loved.

I nodded, smiling sheepishly. I didn't think my cheeks could get any redder as he stared at me.

"Lou, I'm kidding." Harry walked towards me, placing his cold hands on my hot cheeks.

"Do you need to change somewhere else?" I nodded. I was insecure about my body ever since my heart condition. I've had many surgeries and no exercise, so I was really skinny and had lots of scars.

"Come with me," he pecked my nose then led me towards a bathroom near his room. I stepped onto the cold tile, shutting the door behind me, but not before giving Harry a quick kiss.

After I put my swimsuit on, I stared at myself in the mirror. I couldn't help but place my hand over my chest, where there were mulitiple scars. Evidence.

And then I stared harder. At my dull blue eyes that Harry seemed to love so much, and at my legs that were covered by a swimsuit much too big for me. The band hung on my waist, barely holding on to my hips. I tugged on the string to tighten it, but it was still too big. And I needed a haircut.

"Lou, you okay?" I heard a knock on the door just as a tear slipped down my cheek.

"Yeah..  yeah I'm fine," I lied, wiping my cheeks furiously.

"Really?" He sounded unconvinced. I went towards the door and opened it. Harry fell backwards a little bit, and I struggled to catch him. He fell on top of me, my back slamming against the hard floor. All the breath came out of me and I struggled to catch some air.

"Oh my god Louis are you okay?" Harry rushed as he jumped off of me. My heart was beating unbelivably fast, pounding in my chest like a drum.

I squeezed my eyes shut. "Yes. Let's just... go to the hot tub. Okay?" I slowly picked myself off the floor. My chest felt like it was ripping open, but I wasn't about to tell Harry that.