Death Is My Love (Larry Stylinson AU Killer!Louis) {Mpreg}

Chapter 7

Hi, babes! How’re you?

Just, I have quite the creepy smile on my face right now because I watch Pirates of the Caribbean and I’m finally typing this chapter.

Okay, so this chapter has some nice ups, but some depressed poor Hazzababe. Sorry.

Ehm, but soon we will have some explanations and what not.

I’m so happy. I didn’t feel “the need” since quite a time. And I thank that to one special person. My Sunshine is the one who always makes me smile.

And now excuse me while I cry because I cry always at that part of Pirates of the Caribbean because of Will.

Enjoy!

Harry stood in his bathroom, trying to make it less obvious that he had cried the whole night. Louis was right. Love hurts. Love breaks. But Harry was sure that love could fix you back together at the same time. No matter how broken you are, there is always one to fix you.

Harry took a long, hot shower until the water turned cold. He climbed out of the shower and wrapped a huge fluffy towel around himself. He rubbed his hair with a smaller towel, letting it dry itself for wilder curls (A/N: this is what most do, btw. Curls + hair dryer = wavy. Curls + air = very curly) He brushed his teeth before he went back into his bedroom, throwing on some boxers, a t-shirt and sweats.

Harry sighed and padded into the main room of the suite. He saw the others sitting on the couches and Louis stood up with a concerned expression on his face.

“You look exhausted, are you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, just a bit tired, couldn’t sleep last night. Nightmares, y’know?” Harry lied.

Louis nodded. “Sit down, I’ll make you a cup of tea, yeah?”

Harry nodded and sat down on the couch where Louis just stood up from while Louis went into the small kitchen to fix Harry a cup.

Perrie smiled at Harry. “It’s great to see Louis like this again. Ever since we started off, he was never so happy or caring, not even to Liam and me.”

“But he still hates love,” Harry mumbled.

“He doesn’t, darling,” Perrie replied. “He doesn’t. It’s just that he …”

That was just when Louis walked back into the room, holding a cup of tea in his hand. He sat it down in front of Harry and sat down next to him.

“We can’t stay here all too long. I cut off our communication for our clients but we can’t afford to stay here too long. Maybe the commissars will follow us anyway.”

“And bring their own sons in danger?” Liam asked with raised eyebrows.

“Parents do those things, and you know it,” Louis snapped back.

Liam raised his hands in defeat and Louis relaxed his tensed up shoulders.

“Okay, so I decided, maybe we should go ba- … yeah, should go to Doncaster or something.”

Perrie’s and Liam’s eyes widened before they nodded. Niall, Zayn and Harry looked at the three siblings with confused faces.

“Why Doncaster?” Harry asked.

Perrie leaned forwards and whispered into his ear, “We’ll tell you later, okay?”

Harry nodded.

Louis stood up and sighed. “Anyways, I’m gonna visit someone.”

Perrie’s eyes lighted up. “Oh, say Lashton I said hi!”

“What’s Lashton?” Zayn asked.

“Luke and Ashton. Friends of us. They’re involved in drug business and we met them a few months ago. Luke, Ashton, Calum and Michael. Four really nice guys if you know them closer.” Liam said.

“See you,” Louis said and walked out of the room.

Harry drank his tea, sighing. Then he decided to go to bed again. He excused himself and padded back to curl up under his duvet.

~Time Skip~

Harry awoke when he heard a knock on his door. Seconds later, Zayn and Niall stepped into the room, both with huge smiles on their faces.

“What’s going on?” Harry asked tiredly.

“We need to tell you something,” Niall said beaming.

Harry was annoyed with how happy the two of them were. He wasn’t happy at all. What did Harry ever do wrong? He never did anything, but still, he suffered while these idiots got what they wanted.

“Okay, what is it?”

Zayn and Niall had a small argument who should tell it and Harry rolled his eyes, wanting to fall asleep again. He was miserable, didn’t they see it?

“Can you finally just say it!?”

“Jeez, calm your tits,” Niall said.

“Okay. So … Perrie is my girlfriend,” Zayn said.

“And Liam is my boyfriend.”

Harry forced a smile on his lips. “Great.”

“Yeah, and we can go out on double dates now and one day …”

“Get out,” Harry said.

“What?” Zayn asked.

“Get out!” Harry shouted.

They quickly stood up and scrambled out of the room. As soon as the door slammed shut, Harry broke out in tears. This was just so unfair.

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Err … sorry? I guess? I didn’t mean to make Harry sad? Yes, I did.

Okay, hope it was alright.

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Kisses, Vic :*