Teach Me (Larry Stylinson)

10

Harry spent the next hour trying to convince himself that he was only bothered because he had such a bad experience with Aaron.

He didn't want to be honest with himself because the truth was that the thought of Louis out with Zayn, the supposed guy of his dreams, made his stomach feel sick.

Harry was so bummed he couldn't even find it in himself to get up and go somewhere to find a person to make himself feel better, no because he was dumb and wanted Louis.

He spent the next hour, putting clean sheets on his bed and then showering, trying to get all traces from the night before off of him.

When Harry left the shower he pulled on a pair of boxers and then he went down stairs because he couldn't stand to be in his room.

He made his way into the living room and right as Harry laid back on his couch, his phone began to ring. He looks at the screen and he sees Louis' name and he answers his call with a soft "Hi."

"Hey Harry! What are you upto?" Louis says cheerfully and Harry lets out a small sigh.

"I'm really not doing much at all." Harry replies in a quiet voice, staring up at the ceiling.

"Everything okay?"  Louis asks and Harry sighs again because wow what a sweet boy.

"Yeah, I'm just feeling a little down." Harry answers honestly. "Well that just won't do, do you want to hang out today? I could come over!" Louis says cheerfully.

Harry was quick to give Louis his address and he couldn't deny that he was really excited. He had done a sweep around his house to make sure it was clean and he'd put Bruce Wayne away because he wasn't sure how he took to new people.

Harry brushed his teeth and hair and he also put on a comfy outfit and he put some water bottles in his freezer so they'd be cold when Louis came over, just in case he got thirsty.

Harry was looking through his fridge to see what was in there that he could make, when his doorbell rang. He looked around his living room, made sure there was no trash or clothes around and then he ran his hands though his hair as he made his way over to the front door.

When Harry opens his door he's greeted with Louis' big, crinkle-eyed smile. "Hi Harry." He says cheerfully and Harry can already feel himself getting better. Louis looks adorable in his black leggings and oversized blue sweater.

Before Harry can return Louis' greeting, Louis is pushing his way in and looking around. "Where is the puppy?" He asks moving quickly around Harry's house.

"Well hello to you too, Louis, it's great to see you, how have you been? Fine? Oh that's nice." Harry says with a smile, running a conversation with himself.

"Okay, sorry, sorry." Louis says and he turns and does something really shocking, to Harry.

He comes up and wraps his arms around Harry's torso, his head, just reaching Harry's chest as he squeezes him and gives him a hug.

Harry's eyes widen a bit and he hastily raises his arms up, feeling a little awkward because he couldn't remember the last time someone had hugged him.

"You're supposed to hug back, silly." Louis says, his voice muffled against Harry's chest and Harry slowly wraps his arms around Louis.

Louis gives Harry another squeeze and Harry has a small smile on his lips as he lays his head on Louis' his cheek presses to the top of Louis' fluffy hair. He feels warm and not just physically, but in his chest too. Harry closes his eyes and he feels his cheeks begin to turn a soft pink.