SMUT AS(s) FUCK

Keeping you Safe and Happy

By:scottinicole

Words:2481
Summary:

Louis' apartment complex catches on fire and Louis struggles with anxiety and Harry knows just how to calm him down

Work:
It was just past twelve a.m. when Harry had gotten up to use the restroom, eyes half closed, still in a sleep-like state. After flushing the toilet, he noticed a weird smell in the air, like something was burning. Harry coughed a little as the smell only worsened and then suddenly a loud ringing filled Louis’ large apartment, lights flashing from the fire alarm.

Harry’s eyes widened as he realized that there was a fire, quickly running out of the bathroom and towards the bedroom when he noticed Bruce, their dog, laying on the sofa whining quietly. Harry sighed and quickly scooped Bruce off of the couch before running back to Louis’ room.

Louis had woken up to a loud ringing and bright lights coming from the fire alarm, filling the large apartment. His eyes were wide with fear as he clapped his hands over his ears, trying his best to mask the screeching sound that was starting to give him a headache. Louis glanced around the room before his eyes landed on the spot of the bed where a curly-haired lad was supposed to be laying, his breath hitching when he realized the room was empty.

He found himself glued to the bed, stuck, unable to move or speak as the screeching sound of the alarm continued, his heart racing. Why wasn’t Harry in bed? Was he somewhere hurt? Where was the fire coming from? Was there even a fire? One sniff of the air and Louis could answer that with a definite yes. There was a fire. Did Harry just leave him? Didn’t even bother to wake him up and tell him to hurry and get out?

Louis nearly fell off the bed when Harry suddenly stumbled into the room, cheeks flushed and Bruce, their dog, held tightly in his arms.

"Lou! What are you doing? Do you not hear the alarms? Get up!" Harry nearly shouted as he began moving around and packing the stuff he knew was important to Louis into a small bag. He stopped when he noticed Louis still sat in their bed, small body shivering in fear as he stared at Harry. "Baby, I know it’s scary, but I need you to get up okay?" He was speaking in a whisper, walking over to Louis and cupping his face in his hands.

Louis suffered from anxiety and ever since the five of them got together as a band, everyone knew that the only person who could calm him down during his anxiety attacks was Harry. Back when they were on the X Factor, Louis had been a nervous wreck before every show, locking himself in the bathroom and refusing to perform. Somehow Harry always managed to convince Louis to let him in, his heart breaking whenever his eyes landed on Louis, curled up on the floor and sobbing. He never wasted any time in gathering Louis up in his arms and promising him that it would be okay, that he would never let anything bad happen to him. It was promise that he made not only to Louis, but to himself; to always be there for older lad.

Louis hadn’t been convinced the first time, causing Harry to take a leap of faith and smash their lips together, praying it didn’t make things worse. And it hadn’t. Louis had slowly began to kiss him back, his body visibly calming down.

After that, Harry and Louis were attached at the hip, sleeping in the same room, demanding to sit next to each other in interviews, and always sitting by one another in a car. Wherever one boy went, the other one followed.

Louis looked up at Harry, still slightly panicked but eventually nodding, knowing that if he wanted to get out the burning building alive, he’d have to move and push down his fear.

Harry sighed a little in relief as Louis stood up, going back to pack a few things. Louis wasted no time in picking up Bruce before Harry was dragging him out of the room and out of the apartment, not even realizing they were both still in their underwear.