DRUNKEN (larry stylinson)

Night 2

Night 2-

Louis was woke the next morning with the smell on cinnamon and a sharp pain in his back. Sleeping on this couch was a nightmare and he cursed at himself for not making Harry be the one who endured it. Nonetheless Louis sat up, blinking a few times and yawning. Suddenly, memories of the somber night before came into his mind. He took a deep breath when he felt that tight, pang of anxiety in his chest. He heard feet pad into the living room.

"Lou?" Harry spoke, walking in with a plate consisting of french toast topped with whipped cream and strawberries, Louis' favorite. He felt guilt-ridden, as he should be. Harry carried a sheepish smile. "Hey." he whispered as he sat down next to his fatigued boyfriend.

"I'm guessing you remember last night?" was all Louis said. Louis really did appreciate Harry's efforts because he knew Harry felt bad for what he did. Louis could never deny how full Harry's heart was of respect and love for everyone. Especially his loved ones. Harry will always go the extra mile to make up for things he's done to hurt people, which rarely happened. Hell, Harry could wake Louis us with a kiss and simply apologize and Louis would easily forgive him.

"I remember yelling, and that's enough." he gave Louis a kiss on the temple. "I'm sorry, Lou. I really am. I shouldn't have raised my voice at you."

Louis gave him a smile, it still hurt a little. But, Louis loved this boy with all his heard. "It's okay, You were intoxicated."

"That doesn't make it okay. I shouldn't have been such a fucking dick to you, I'm sorry." he repeated, finally handing Louis his plate. "Your favorite."

Easy as that, Harry was forgiven and Louis was just as smitten as he was 24 hours ago.

~ Night 2

It was about 2 and a half weeks later and tonight was an exciting night. It was the first night Louis and Harry would be photographed together. Louis was elated to say the least. For the first time ever they were weening their relationship back into the public eye. Weening was the word Harry's management used, they didn't want to throw themselves out there all at once. It might "drive people away", Louis understood that- kinda. Harry's management explained that they would send paps to the entrance to a restaurant of their choice and that was that, they would take pictures and release them minutes after they were taken. They assured the couple that no one would be taking pictures inside so they were free to enjoy their night. Also, that this was a good first time. Something to get people thinking, and to satisfy the "Larries".

The couple were inside their bedroom, adjusting their suits in their floor length mirror. Harry was wearing a black button down with a red floral suit and pants, paired with black boots. Whereas Louis' outfit was far more simple. Black button down, pants, and shoes with a gray suit coat.

"Do I look okay?" Louis said, glancing up at Harry in the mirror as he fiddled with his coat sleeves.

"You look perfect." Harry smiled, taking Louis' hands into his own so he couldn't fidget and worry about his outfit any longer. 'Harry is such a wonderful distraction.' Louis thought. Harry pressed his lips to Louis', their lips molding perfectly and doing a small dance before Louis' pulled away. "We should head out." The boy breathed, his anxiety washed away from Harry's grip.

And so the couple head off, the car ride silent until they arrived behind the building. "I'm scared." Louis spoke up, the feeling in his chest overwhelming. Louis must've looked uneasy, the anxiety must have been written all over his face because Harry turned to him, taking one of Louis' hands in his and pressing a gentle kiss on his lips. "Don't be." he breathed, pressing their foreheads together. "It's going to be fine and you're going to look hot in those pictures." Harry said, causing Louis to let out a cackle and kiss Harry again.