Beneath The Lies (Completed)

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Harry knows Louis is right. If Louis was nothing but a good way to get off then why was he so caught up on him?

Harry sighs, he's sitting in his truck outside of Louis's apartment. He wants so badly to just run up there and tell Louis he loves him.

Also, he's drunk and it's 2 in the morning.

"Fuck it." Harry mutters, getting out of his truck and slamming the door, losing balance for a moment before starting to walk towards Louis's apartment.

He has no idea how he managed to make his way to Louis's complex without wrecking his car. In Harry's mind, he wouldn't care if it wrecked.

Soon enough, Harry finds Louis's door, pulling the spare key out from under the rug and opening the door quietly.

When he enters, he sees that Louis's tv is still on, so he turns it off for him, rolling his eyes at the mess of popcorn that was on the table.

"Louis?" Harry hums, tipsily walking into his bedroom, he can barely see the outline of Louis's body with the moonlight shining on him partially.

Harry takes off his shoes, he walks over to Louis and climbs into the bed, ignoring the fact that Louis was completely naked except for the silk blue underwear he had on.

"I'm sorry." Harry whispers, vodka clad breath as he wraps an arm around Louis and spoons him, "I'm so sorry-y." He cries, forehead resting on Louis's neck.

Louis shuffles awake quietly, blinking his eyes open, "I hate myself for doing this to you." He hears and it finally locks that someone has their arms around him.

Not just someone, this someone was Harry.

"Harry." Louis warns in a whisper, but is interrupted by a sob at comes from Harry's lip. Louis turns his body around and cups Harry's cheek, shushing softly. He knows Harry as hurt him so many times, but he could never hurt him back.

"I'm sorry." Harry says, hand resting on Louis's hip.  "I love you- Louis." Harry admits, "I'm sorry I didn't tel-"

"You're drunk." Louis says, the glimmer in his eyes brightening. Alcohol brought out the truth in people.

"Drunk in love." Harry mutters, sniffling as Louis gently wipes his tears away, "Im sorry."

Louis just leans forward and kisses Harry gently, a small smile on his lips. No, he hasnt forgiven Harry for what he did, but he was just so caught up in him saying he loved him that he just wanted nothing more than to kiss him senselessly.

"I love you too." Louis whispers as Harry moves so that he is hovering over Louis, "I have for a long time."

Harry smiles, leaning down to kiss Louis again,  closing his eyes. Louis can taste the alcohol on him. He almost wants to believe this Harry was a completely different person, but he knew it was the same person, Harry's guard was just ripped off and thrown away.

"I love you, so much." Harry repeats, peppering kiss all over Louis's face, "I love you, did you know that?"

Louis hums, nodding, "Can we sleep?" He asks quietly, "It's just so late and I'm very sleepy."

"'Me too."

-

Louis wakes up, looking at Harry with scared eyes. He remembers everything, but he's worried Harry won't. Or that he will, and then he will run away.

Harry grunts and slowly opens his eyes, looking Louis straight in the eyes.

"Did we fuck?" Harry asks, furrowing his eyebrows.

"No."

"Damn." Harry mumbles, rolling his eyes.

"What time did I get here?" Harry asks again, and Louis replies, "Around 2am."

"You just came in and got
into bed with me." Louis mutters, licking his lips.

"Is that all?" Harry asks and Louis looks at his and shakes his head.

"We kissed." Louis says, making Harry nod, "And you said some things."

"What did I say?" But instead of Answering Harry this time, he leans forward and connects their lips, hand resting on Harry's bicep as he melts into the kiss.

Harry kisses back as soon as he registers what is happening, his hand placing it's self on Louis's hip.

Suddenly it all comes rushing back to him all at once. The crying, the little I love you's and the kissing. He remembers all of it.

"Fuck." Harry says, pulling away and sitting up, head in his hands, "Shit, I'm sorry, Louis." He says, moving to get out of the bed.

"Don't leave me." Louis whimpers, a tear falling from his eyes, "Please don't leave me."

Harry's heart breaks into pieces when he hears the desperate sound of Louis's voice. He wants to disappear, because he knows he's the reason Louis is so upset. "I just keep hurting you."

"I'd rather you hurt me then leave me alone completely." Louis says, wiping his tear, "Please don't go."

Harry's jaw clenches for a moment and he gives it, climbing back into the bed with Louis, "I'm not going anywhere."

Louis wants to contradict him, but he doesn't, he just nods and cuddles into Harry's chest. He enjoys it while he can, he knows Harry would leave again, it's alone a matter of time.