Finding Our Voices (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 10 - You're safe with me.

[A/N]:

Sooo sorry for taking long to update, you see i started reading Uniquely Perfect.

I might have got distracted from... the whole world. ahaha xx.

Dedicated to you Clare :)

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Harry woke up feelings over heated, he tried to stir but something was holding him still. He tried to open his eyes but they were not helping him, he eventually won the battle against his lazy eyelids and slightly fluttered them open, he tried to lift his left arm up to rub his eyes but he couldn't. what the hell? he thought to himself as looked down at his body to see a smaller body clinging onto him for dear life.

Louis was laying on top of Harry, his legs on each side of Harry's hips and his arms wrapped tightly around him. a hint of a smile was evident on the green-eyed boy's lips as he studied the smaller boy's position, he lifted his head up a little to examine Louis' face.

Louis' bruised face was laying on his chest, lips were slightly parted, small puffs were coming out of his lips. the bruises were fading from his face, exposing the stubble he had on his perfectly shaped jawline.

The taller boy laid on the bed, staring at the feathery haired boy enjoying his slumber for a good half an hour, but when Louis stirred in his sleep and unwrapped his left arm to rest it on Harry's chest, something caught Harry's eyes.

He slowly and carefully picked Louis' left arm up, taking it closer to his eyes to examine it.

'oh my god..' Harry gasped, feeling his heartbeat starting to accelerate causing Louis to turn his head to the other side.

"One.. Two.. Three" Harry whispered to himself, "Four.. Five..".He continued, " Thirteen.. Fourteen", he was in so much thought he hadn't paid attention to the guy staring at him." Eighteen, " Louis stopped him by yanking his arm away, Harry stared at the wide blue eyes infront of him, tears were forming in them.

A single droplet fell onto Harry's chest, Louis jolted away from the bed and ran to the room he was in before, locking the door and sliding down the door and plopp on the floor.

Harry was still sprawled on the bed, comprehending what just happened.

He got out of the bed and paced to the guest room,"Louis.." he called as he knocked on the door,"Open up please?" he pleaded, he could hear the sound of sniffles on the other side of the door.

" Please go away.." Louis choked out, wiping his wet cheeks, he was sure Harry hates him now, if he didn't hate him before he'll definitely hate him now, he's found out about the only thing Louis kept for himself.

Louis just wanted to be alone now, he was too ashamed to face Harry, let alone answer any of Harry's questions.

" I'm not going to judge you Louis, I promise. " Harry assured, " I just need a minute, yeah? Please." Louis asked, hoping Harry would just go away so he can let out his silent sobs.

" Alright, I'm going to make breakfast then." Louis heard Harry mumble, he waited for a few minutes before starting full on sobbing. He started looking around, searching for a particular thing.

Harry on the other side, pretended he was gone to make breakfast. instead he was curling on the floor, his legs brought to his chest and his chin resting on his knees.

Listening to the smaller guy sobbing and staring at the wall.

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Twenty minutes passed, Louis was still sniffling, which was better than crying.. Harry thought as heard the door lock, Harry got up and opened his arms waiting for Louis.