Finding Our Voices (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 11 -I never left.

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It's been three weeks since Louis moved in with Harry, and to Louis it feels as if he'd known Harry since forever. Harry and Niall took Louis out almost every day, letting him see everything he messed in the last four years.

It all started at the fifth day at Harry's when Louis was sitting cross-legged on the balcony, a wide grin drawn his face while observing the world.

He had the whole flat to himself, with Harry's work and school, Louis was left alone at the flat.

- Fourth day at Harry's -

It was hard leaving Louis behind. Harry kept stepping outside, and then stepping back in with a frown taking over his face.

"What if he finds you?" he asked worried, while grasping onto Louis' arm.

Louis chuckled, trying to stay strong for Harry even though he was scared shitless himself, "He won't, I will lock the door and I'll be waiting for you." he stood on his tiptoes to kiss the taller lad's forehead for assurance.

The corners of Harry's mouth pulled up into a weak smile, "Promise?".

Louis poked Harry's tummy, making the tall lad squirm before letting out a giggle, "Promise."

Louis smiled at him before showing him out, he locked the door.

On the other side of the door, Harry stood waiting to hear the click of the lock, once he heard it he let out a breath he was holding, before smiling and walking to the elevator, " He'll be okay." he mumbled.

- Back to fifth day.

Louis sighed and inhaled the fresh air he'd loved and missed, "Ahh, Fresh air." he closed his eyes and laid back on the floor, folding his arms behind his head, listening to the sounds of car honks, birds, everything that is melody to his ears.

He smiled, listening to the sounds that lulled him into a deep peaceful slumber.

A few hours passed, the door clicked open and in walked Harry, grinning, "Lou, I'm back!" he exclaimed .

The flat was awfully quiet, he padded to the guest room, where Louis slept, but the bed was made and tidy.

He then checked his own bedroom but to no avail, right at that moment he started freaking out, his heartbeat quickened and his breathing got heavy.

His face paled as he started sprinting in the flat, searching every room in hope to find Louis.

He couldn't breathe anymore, he needed fresh air, he closed his eyes and tried to even out his breathing but it was a futile attempt.

He felt the tears forming in his eyes, what am I going to do? he thought to himself before pulling his phone and dialing Niall's number.

It rang and rang, Niall was not picking up. Just when Harry was about to hang up, "Hello?"

"Niall, he's gone" Harry let out a quiet sob.

Niall gasped, "What?" He yelled into the phone, almost hurting Harry's eardrum.

" I just got back home.." Harry sniffed before continuing ".. I searched all of the flat."

"I'll be over in five Harry. Calm down, take a deep breath. we don't want you having a panic attack." Niall warned.