The Black Rose (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 7-

A/N - MCBUSTED WAS AMAZING!!!!! Can't believe it's already over but I have WWA to look forward to so yanno!!!

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*Harry's POV*

I smiled like an idiot to myself as I realised what I had just done. Showing Louis that drawing of him was a great idea, that I can gladly say I'm proud of.

Walking into my room I saw a confused and scared looking Louis still sitting in the same position on my bed. My heart dropped when I realised that the book was still on the bed! What if he saw the other pictures? I wasn't ready to talk about him, not yet. Maybe not ever.

"Lou?" My voice was shaky as I spoke.

His eyes snapped up to look at me. He managed to smile but I could tell instantly that it was fake.

"Hey, I was just thinking!" He giggled. But thinking about what?

"Ok then". I forced a smile as I spoke. "What do you want to do?" I thought changing the subject would be the best idea.

"Actually my mum just texted me saying that she needs me to be home, so I'll see you tomorrow at school yeah?" He seemed nervous for some reason, but I tried to let it slip.

"Yeah sure". I gave him a reassuring smile as we got up off the bed.

The second I was up. He wrapped his arms around my neck and crashed our lips together. The kiss lasted longer than usual and I began to worry, as it felt as though he was saying goodbye for good. I grabbed his waist and pulled him closer to my body, making sure that we were as close as we could be.

We eventually pulled apart, staring into each other eyes.

"Bye Harry". And with that, he was gone.

*Louis' POV*

"Actually my mum just texted me saying that she needs me to be home, so I'll see you tomorrow at school yeah?" I was completely lying through my teeth but I needed to get out. My mind was all over the place at the moment.

"Yeah sure". He aimed to reassure me with his smile but it didn't help at all.

We both got up off the bed and the second Harry was standing tall, I wrapped my arms around his neck and crashed our lips together. I stayed there for longer than usual but I couldn't help it. The thought of someone hurting Harry killed me and I wanted him to know that I would always be there for him no matter what. It seemed to work as he grabbed my waist and pulled me so close to him that there was literally no gap left between us.

Eventually we pulled apart and stared into each other's eyes.

"Bye Harry". And with that I left.

I decided on walking home, allowing me time to think over what had just happened. The only question that ran through my head at this moment was: who is the silhouette man?

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The next morning I woke up to the sound of a text from an unknown number, it read:

Hey Lou, it's Hazza. It doesn't matter how I got your number, I just wanted to make sure you were ok? You left in a hurry yesterday and I was just worried xx

It's cute that he is so worried about me, but I didn't want to tell him what I saw in his book. It was like his diary, not meant to be read by me. I saved his number and sent him a reply.

[To: Hazza]

Hey Hazza, stalking me now are you? ;) sorry I left in such a rush yesterday, I just wasn't feeling very well but I'm better this morning xx

I had to make it sound like it was nothing, I couldn't have him suspecting anything.

[From: Hazza]

Glad you're ok babe, I missed having you in my arms last night though :( xx

His words caused me to blush and I was just relieved that no-one could see me.

[To: Hazza]

I missed it too babe, maybe this Friday I could stay over again? ;) xx

After I had sent it, I realised that it could be taken in two ways! I really hope it didn't scare him off. Apparently I worry too much as I recieved a text only a few minutes after.

[From: Hazza]

I would love that! Can't wait ;) xx

I could practically feel him smirking as he sent that text, knowing that I'd be blushing like a mad man.

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I got to school hoping to see Harry at his locker, but I didn't. Instead, I saw Niall and Liam waiting by mine. Laughing together, as usual.

"Aup boys! Waiting for me are you?" I cooed. Causing Niall to hit my arm.

"Very funny Tommo" sarcasm clear on his voice, "I actually wanted to talk to you about something". He seemed slightly worried but I flashed him a smile, causing him to relax a little.

"What's up?"

"This is going to sound weird, but just don't question me and just answer me please". He pleaded.

"Ok. So what's up?" I was too curious by this point to listen to his rambling.

He sighed before proceeding his sentence, "what is your opinion on gays?"

Why would he ask that? Did he know something? What if he did and he told people? What would happen then?

"W-why?" I stuttered, nerves getting the better of me.

"I just want to know". He still didn't make eye contact with me, but I was glad about that.

"I have absolutely nothing against gays, love is love and love is equal. If anyone has a problem with gays then they're an idiot". Finally he made eye contact with me, relaxing after my speech.

"Ok good! I asked because..." He looked at Liam then looked back at me, then to the ground. Liam grabbed his hand causing Niall to look back at him. Liam gave him a reassuring smile and nodded. He continued his sentence, "because I'm gay!" His words shocked me as I always thought that Niall was a ladies man.

"Niall that's amazing!" I wrapped my arms around him and gave him a warm embrace. "I'm proud of you for coming out to me, that's a big thing to do! And if it makes you feel better, so am I". Now was probably the best time to tell him, it was only fair after he had confessed to me.

"R-really?" He held back his tears as he spoke.

"Yes, really". I giggled. "There's absolutely nothing at all to be ashamed of".

Through the corner of my eye, I spotted a familiar set of curls heading to his locker, messing with the bracelets on his wrist as he did so. I'd never really thought about it before but he always wore those bracelets, never taking them off, even in bed when I slept his that night. Did they have a significance or something?

"Excuse me lads, I'll catch you later. Oh and Niall, I'm proud of you mate!" Before he had chance to reply, I was already halfway to Harry.

"Hello there gorgeous" I whispered in his ear causing him to shudder.

He turned and stared straight into my eyes. His bright green eyes being my only focus. "Well hi there beautiful" he smirked as I blushed. I don't know why but I always seem to blush when he calls me by a nickname.

I was about to speak when the bell rang, indicating that we had to be at our next lesson.

"Catch you later princess", winking at me before walking off.

I noticed once again that he was messing with his bracelets, wincing every time they moved slightly.

Why did he wear them?