Don't Hate Me (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 19

Louis' P.O.V

I woke up to loud shouts and banging on the door. I winced at the harshness and sat up as I felt a bit dizzy in my head. I hear muffeled shouts and bangs behind my door, I could hear someone talk too but I was confused, was Liam home ? May be but who was shouting so much.

I walked up to the door still lazy from my nap as I opened the door facing someone I wasn't ready to.

"You don't get to tell me what I should do and not, get that through your head you nerdass. Get the fuck out of my way!!" He yelled at Liam's face. God whats gotten into him today.

"I-I can't let you in, Harry. Why are you even here anyway?" Liam said scared but still keeping him out.

"I came to see him, I need to talk to him, you don't underst-" His eyes landed in me when I realized I was just in my T-shirt, his T-shirt actually, I stole it the last time I went at his place. It reached my mid thighs as was so comfortable that I wrote it every time I slept, I felt safe. Even today.

"Harry." I whispered not believing he actually showed up.

"Louis, I.....we've got to talk....I need to explain." He pleaded. Actually pleaded. Liam just stood there shocked, he never saw Harry like this, hell no one has ever seen Harry like this except for Zayn or Niall may be but I did. Liam looked at me and I nodded letting him through the door. Liam sighed and stood in front of us, confused as to what was happening. Scared yet curious to stay.

"Can you leave us alone?" Harry snapped at Liam.

"No way....I'm... I'm not leaving Lou Alone with you. After what you did with Jude today.... No way in hell." Liam said surprisingly demandingly. But I needed to talk to Harry, he had to tell me everything he was feeling right now. It was eating me alive not knowing what happened by him.

"Liam....go." I said. He snapped his head at me, cocking his head asking 'seriously?' I nodded to that. He came near me shoulder to shoulder asking.

"Will you be safe?"

"Yeah...don't worry. I'll call you after he's gone." I assured him to which ne just nodded glancing back and forth between us and then just leaving us both alone the house.

It was a bitter silence then. We never had such quiteness before. It was always me talking or him. Humming some songs or even him paying his guitar or rather we lived in a comfortable silence. But this was uncomfortable, intolerable. He broke it soon.

"You didn't come home." He spoke in his thick accent.

"I am home." I said turning around to go back to my room. I suddenly felt him grab my wrist and pulled me into his chest. I placed my palms on his chest, in between us from any further closeness.

"Why are you being like this?" He asked, sounding confused. I could laugh right now at his confusion.

"Leave, Harry." I spoke, I didn't want to look him right now, all the things that happened through out the day came flooding into my mind.

"No! You tell me what's going on with you and why.....I was waiting for you, you know....." Harry said nuzzling his face into my neck. How could he act so normal after doing such thing.

"I don't care.....I...I'm not coming back, Harry. " I spoke, my voice threatening to break.

"What do you mean?" He asked pulling away, looking at me in the eye, I could see the fear and confusion flooding his eyes.

"Do you know what you did today?"

"I......I do."

"And you still come here, like nothing happened, asking me to come home after what you did to Jude?" As soon as I said this he narrowed his eyes at me, his grip on my wrist tightened.