I wanna be with you, I wanna feel your love - A Larry Stylinson One Shot

(Louis' POV) 

"Louis?" someone calls from behind me. 

"Harry?" I call back. 

"Boobear!" Harry yells in response. 

"Harold!" I cry out, running over to him. 

I see Harry looking down at his hands. "I need to tell you something..." he whispers. "But I don't know how..." 

I put my hand on his shoulder. "It's okay; you can tell me anything, Haz." 

I barely hear him mumble his reply: "If Eleanor is the one, I can't.." 

"What do you mean?" I ask. 

"I love you, Louis..." 

In my head I try to figure out what he wants to say to me. Is it bad? Then I realize that it's now or never to tell him what I need to tell him. "Harry?" I say, barely audible. "I have something I need to tell you, too..." 

Harry looks up, clearly nervous. "Tell it first, then. I'm too scared." 

I hesitate before allowing the words to spill out of me. "I just wanted to tell you that I love you, Haz. I don't know where I would be without you." 

I see the corners of Harry's lips turn up slightly as his features relax. "I was going to say the same... I love you, as more than a friend. But I don't wanna break you and El up." 

I cringe a little, memories of the past few days coming up. "You don't have to worry; El is very understanding about it... I've already been talking to her about it." 

"You have? When?" 

"Just the past few days..." I tell him. "I knew I couldn't go much longer without telling you my feelings," I choke out. 

I stand there in silence for a moment as he processes what I've just said. "Are you still together or...?" 

I hesitate again, but I know there's no point in avoiding the truth. "No," I begin. "We officially ended it last night, actually, we just didn't wanna tell anyone." 

Harry looks at me, incredulous. "I don't know what to say.." 

I laugh. "How about you say: 'Lou, would you like to go out with me sometime?' It could work, y'know." 

I watch the smile form on Harry's lips before he laughs and asks me the question I've been dying to hear: "What about tonight?" 

I smile back at him. "Where would you like to go?" 

"What about dinner?" he asks. 

"I'd love dinner. What would you like to eat?" I ask in return. 

"Hmm.. Steak or pizza?" 

I laugh. "I'm fine with anything!" 

Harry stops laughing and looks at me with the most serious expression I've seen on him. "Should we tell anyone?" 

I stop laughing, too, then say, "I'm sure the fans would love it, but maybe we should keep it quiet for now." 

Harry runs his hand through his hair. "We can just ask the boy what they think," he suggests. "Well, I'm gonna go shower now." 

"Okay, love. I'm just going to go talk to Liam while you shower." 

"Okay," he says before going into the bathroom.

I walk to Liam's room and knock on the door. 

"Hey, Lou. What's up?" he says as he opens the door.