Heartbreaker (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 19

I am feeling so much better now! I think I really just needed to rest.

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Louis sat on his window sill and watched over the clouds that the evening sun colored deep red, like the boy’s eyes.

He thought about a few days prior, when he exposed himself to Harry as a Heartbreaker. He remembered the fascination and adoration in his beloved’s eyes. Louis had never exposed himself before, but if he did, he was sure that everyone else would’ve called him a monster and ran away. But Harry … Harry still saw the one he loved behind the wings and fangs and red eyes.

He sighed and drew a heart on the fogged up window and wrote I Love Harry underneath. Suddenly, the door burst open and Louis quickly wiped his hand over his drawing as Eleanor walked in, red eyes and an evil smirk on her lips.

“C’mon, Lou! We all wanna see what the crybaby you left is doing now! Get up, it’s gonna be fun!” Eleanor shouted and Louis just wanted to rip her throat open.

She grabbed his hand and pulled him into the living room where all his siblings sat around the TV and waited for Louis to sit down. Louis changed a glance with Zayn, and both of them had a conversation in their minds.

I don’t wanna see this, Lou.

Me neither, Zayn. Me neither.

He’s my friend, I would never be able to really laugh at him. Lou … I know your feelings for him, you know?

I know. And yes, I do love him. And I won’t let them make fun of my boyfriend!

Eleanor was laughing evilly at the curly haired boy that lay on his bed, long legs tangled in the sheets, Louis’ hoodie on over a white T-Shirt. Louis looked down on the gray jumper that he wore and just wanted to feel Harry’s arms around him instead of the fluffy fabric. Anyways, Harry was holding his mobile in one hand and looked at all the pictures of him and Louis, tears running down his cheeks.

Louis’ chest tightened. You’re a monster, Louis, he shouted at himself. A cruel, heartless monster! See what you did! You’re a coward, a fucking coward! Stop hiding and make it up again!

Louis looked over at Zayn again. The boy had his fist balled so tight his knuckles turned white, his eyes were red and boiling, ready to explode, his wings where shaking. Louis grabbed the next thing near – a chair – and through it with all his strength into the TV, splitting the screen and making the image of the brokenhearted boy disappear.

All his siblings turned around, Eleanor was ready to say something, but they all stepped back when they saw Louis’ expression.

“Enough!” he thundered. “You think this is funny? Laughing about a broken heart? Yeah, Harry might’ve made mistakes, but he did not deserve that! He is still a broken heart and we all know it hurts, okay! So when we don’t laugh about the people that are hurt by other people, we shouldn’t laugh about the people that are brokenhearted by us! I am not proud of what I did, I never will!”

Louis was fuming. His nostrils flared. His biceps stretched, his wings where unfolded and threateningly raised, he was scowling what was made ten times worse by his white fangs, his red eyes where glowing dangerously. He was breathing harshly, and he had his chin raised proudly, waiting for someone to say something.

“What are you talking about?” Eleanor asked.

“A broken heart hurts. I know it. I feel it every day since I came back. And I won’t just stand around and let you laugh about Harry.”

“Why? Why are you defending that pig?”

“Shut your fucking mouth, you cunt!” Zayn shouted, ready to lung forwards and strangle his sister, but Louis placed a hand on his shoulder.

Stop hiding and make it up again, he thought to himself.

Then he turned back, looking at his siblings with a much calmer expression. His eyes were back to blue, and his voice was loud and clear as he said, “Because I’m feeling the same for him like he does for me. I love him.”

Everything went quiet. All stared at him, waiting for him to tell them that this all was a joke. Only Zayn looked at him with pride and brotherly love. Louis smiled at him before he turned back to the others.

“I love him. I don’t give a flying shit that I’m not supposed to. I have to make things right. They’re not left the way they should.”

Louis turned around, walking away. He stood outside of the palace on the cloud, breathing in the evening air and spreading his wings.

“Where are you going?” Eleanor asked as she and all the other Heartbreakers walked after him.

“Home,” Louis replied.

“But … this is your home!” a Heartbreaker called Jeremy said.

“Not anymore. My home is there were Harry is.”

And with that, he took off and flew into the sky, striking his wings as fast as possible as he dipped underneath the clouds, getting close to the one his heart yearned for.

I’m coming back, Harry! I’m coming back!

~To Harry~

Harry sat on the edge of his bed and thought about Louis. Why did he have to be an immortal creature that would never love? Why did Harry have to fall in love with him!?

“I miss you, Lou. Lou … Louis … Kitty … Love … please, come back to me. Please …”

He was interrupted by a knock on the door, and Niall came in.

“Harry, we need to talk.”

Harry raised his eyebrows but nodded, following Niall to where he and Louis had seen each other for the last time. They sat at the edge, looking into the night sky.

“So …” Niall started.

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The End … not.

Okay, so yeah … filler.

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