A stones throw away from falling
The blissful emptiness of sleep didn’t last, Louis lay with his arms wrapped around Harry’s bare torso. Harry snored softly and Louis face was buried in the crook of his neck, he slept soundly. Everything was forgotten, it had fallen away between drugs and lust. Between hasty shower sex and tender love made between the orange sheets of Harry’s messy queen bed.
Louis woke with a start, his phone was going crazy and Harry shook him gently. “Lou,” he said, voice groggy.
Louis looked over and Liam’s name lit up the screen, “Liam?” Louis said clearing his throat.
“Louis!” Liam sounded frantic.
“Liam slow down!” Louis said, Harry sat up instantly rubbing his eyes, Louis looked over at the clock sitting on the table next to their bed and it was four in the morning. “Liam wha-“
“Have you spoken to Jennifer?” Liam began to cry.
“No?” Louis said.
“She-“ Liam broke down. “Did she call you?”
“Liam?” Louis said loudly. His voice foggy he could barely catch a word of what Liam was saying, he cursed himself for taking drugs.
Harry began asking over and over again, “What’s wrong what-“
“She’s gone!” Liam said and he broke down.
“She-“ Louis shook his head, sitting up. “What are you talking about she’s gone I don’t…”
Niall took the phone, “Louis you need to come to the hospital. Jennifer’s gone, I got a voice mail she was checked out and-“
“What do you mean she’s gone?” Louis said again, his head aching.
Harry picked up his phone and swore, “Shit!” He held up his phone and waved it in Louis’ face, thirty missed calls from Jennifer.
Louis stomach dropped, “I don’t understand.”
Harry swayed as he stood up and began frantically getting dressed, he fell over and landed on the floor with a crash.
“Alexis showed up, claiming that neither Jennifer or Liam were suited to caring for a child. Given his history of violence-“
Louis cut him off, “What are you-“
“The shooting,” Niall whispered. Louis could hear Liam crying in the background.
“Fuck!” Louis closed his eyes as he swung his legs over the edge of the bed. The entire world was on a strange axis, his little paradise was obliterated in seconds.
“Jennifer’s attempted suicide last year and then Liam, Alexis is a fucking liar and-“ Niall was cut off.
Liam screamed, “Why didn’t she call me, she called everyone and-“ He broke down, sobbing, “She should have called me Niall she should have-“
“Hey it’s okay,” Porter was in the background.
Louis couldn’t think straight as Harry climbed off the floor and began shoving his brown boots on as he muttered again and again. “I should have answered.”
Louis shook his head, hissing “It’s not your fault.”
“They have,” Niall took in a deep breath. “They gave Liam an hour to show up but he didn’t get a call and now…” Niall began to cry. “She’s gone Louis, they took her.”
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Modest Delusions - Book 3 (Larry Stylinson AU)
FanficTime heals all wounds... doesn't it? Seven months have come and gone, the boys are on hiatus. To the public they are writing their new record, behind closed doors they have fallen apart. Louis slipped off to the United States with the help of Rachel...
