I'm Just A Fan (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 26

Louis' POV

I woke up next to Harry. His hair tickling my neck. He is smiling in his sleep. Gosh this boy is going to be the death of me! I just stare at his sleeping face for what feels like an hour. I can't help but admire his beauty. He's perfect. He's mine. He's arms pull me in tighter to his chest. His lips lean down and slowly press against my temple.

"Morning" he says in his hot, husky morning voice.

"How do you feel?"

"Sore" He replies back laughing a little bit. Guilt washes through me. I wanted to be gentle with him. Oh god I messed up.

"Harry I'm so sorry. I thought I was gentle. I should never of hurt you! how could I have been so stupi-" his lips crash into mine shuttin me up. He pulls away and grabs the sides of my face to make me look at him. His grip is not forceful but soft. I nearly melt into his hands.

"Babe it's fine. I'm okay. It's only because it was my first time"

"You sure?"

"Yes now let's go. Get changed we need to meet the lads at the car in 10 minutes" he says looking at his watch. Quickly getting up. I go to my suitcase and pull out a top and jeans. Harry quickly slips on the clothes I put out. I look at him confused but then he passes me his clothes. Swapping clothes it's just the usual. Although some of the fans have started to notice. We can't get enough of it. I love how his clothes feel. They are soft and comforting.

Soon enough we are at the car. Paul guides us through the crowd of teenage girls. He opens the door for us and we climb in. The lads are already in the car. And as soon as we are sat down in out seats, Harry wastes no time in grabbing my hand. His thumbs rubbing circles on the back of my palm.

Liam politely offers me a bottle of water. I take it gratefully. Slipping the water.

"So Louis, who knew you would be on top? Ey" Zayn says with a wink. I almost choke on my water. I look at Harry who's cheeks are bright red. He is looking at his shoes embarrassed.

"Bit sore then Harry?" Niall says in between giggles. Harry groans and buries his face in my neck. Trying to hide his embarrassment.

"Awh lighten up Harry, were messing with you mate" Zayn says laughing.

I sit there awkwardly. Unable to speak. What do I say? What do I do? The car comes to a halt. Harry grabs my hand and pulls me out of the car. Dragging me inside the venue. Flashes of lights go off around us. Paparazzi. Oh shit. More Larry publicity. Not that I don't want that. But it just means hiding it more and it hurts me.

"Harry what the fuck?!" I say once we are in the venue. He continues to drag me down hallways and into a dressing room with our names on. Once in the dressing room he slams the door and locks it. He stalks towards me and grabs my top and starts to unbutton it. He rips it off my body and I feel the chill air hit my skin.

"Harry what are you doing?" he doesn't say anything he just tugs my jeans down to my ankles. No. He can't this here. Plus why is he doing this?

"Proving a point" he growls while grabbing my junk. I gasp at the contact.

"What point?"

"That I top" he whispers I nearly don't hear it. But I do. He grabs my boxers and pulls the down as well. No!

"Harry. No"

He ignores me and pulls his jeans down. About to pull his boxers down too.

"Harry I said no!" he grabs my hips. His boxers now discarded on the floor. I have to stop this. I put my hands to his chest and try to push him off me. My attempts weak. I give one last push and his stumbles back surprised.

"I said no Harry!" I quickly grab my boxers and jeans and pull them up. I go over to my top which is laying on the floor. I pick it up and quickly do up the buttons. I look over to Harry and see him sitting in a chair with his head in his hands. I go over and kneel down. My hand on his back rubbing his back.

"Harry?" I say cautiously. He lifts his head. Tears streaming down his face.

"You don't want me" his voice small and vulnerable. It made my heart break.

"Harry" I sigh "of course I want you but-"

"But?" he interrupts.

"But I'm not gonna let you fuck me when your angry or trying to prove someone wrong. Okay? It needs to be special" he nods in agreement.

"Come on babe. Get changed and we will go to rehearsals yeah?"

"Okay" he says smiling. His dimples showing. That smile will be the death of me.

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Sorry it's late. But yeah. Here you go.

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