Heartbreaker (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 21

Hey *waves*

Short time no see.

You all couldn’t wait for me to update. Just a question … why do you know this chapter will be good? Do you stalk me? Kidding.

Anyways, we get closer to the end with TTS, but we’re not so close here, in this story. I don’t tell you how many chapters there will be until the last chapter ;P

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And soon another one of my children will leave me! This is very emotional to me!

Anyways, I bet you just scrolled this through and didn’t pay attention to it … it’s not that I have any FEELINGS!

Okay, end this.

Enjoy!

“I love you too, Harry.”

Harry’s breath hitched. No. That couldn’t be. It was impossible! He would never come back … neither would he say these five words that he had just said.

Praying that it was true though, Harry took a deep breath and turned around to see Louis standing next to the tree, a few feet away from him.

Louis looked beautiful as ever. His wings weren’t hidden, but his eyes were blue and his teeth were no fangs. He looked gorgeous, even though he had dark bags under his eyes and his hair was only styled by the wind that he had flown through, windswept to the side and sticking out in every direction. He smiled warmly and his eyes were filled with love and adoration, but Harry tried to talk himself into believing that that was just his imagination, as well as the words that Louis had said.

No. Louis would never love Harry. Or even adore him. He probably had said something else, or Harry had just imagined it, thought to hear what he wanted to hear.

Louis still smiled warmly and raised his hand and signified Harry with two quick waves towards him that he should come over.

The curly haired boy scrambled up quickly and walked over to Louis with a wildly beating heart. What if Louis would hurt him further? What if Louis would laugh at him? What if Louis would tell him that Harry was ridiculous and that it annoyed him how Harry would always cry after him?

By now, Harry stood in front of Louis, his gaze trained to the ground beneath. His heart was pounding in his chest, and he was sure that Louis was able to hear it.

He felt Louis’ fingers underneath his chin and the Heartbreaker tilted it up, making Harry look at him. He rubbed his thumb over the green eyed boy’s cheek gently, and pulled him closer, placing his other hand around Harry’s hips and hooking his fingers into his belt loops.

“I’m sorry that I left,” Louis whispered. “I’m sorry for being such a coward about how I feel. I don’t deserve you, but I still ask for you.” Harry looked confused at the red winged boy in front of him. “I love you too, Harry. I love you too.”

And with that, Louis pulled Harry’s face towards his and pressed his lips to Harry’s. It was like Louis switched something in Harry as Harry wrapped his arms around Louis and pulled him abruptly into his chest, tilted his head a little to get better access to Louis’ mouth and pushed his tongue past his beloved’s lips.

Louis was instantly in the French kiss and rolled his tongue sinfully against Harry’s as the two boys moved a bit backwards so that Louis’ back was pressed to the tree. One of Harry’s hands glided up and onto one of Louis’ wings, caressing it and slipping the large feathers through his fingers. The soft wings fluttered at Harry’s touch and inched closer, enveloping the boy.