Save My heart {Larry}

When Did I Lose My Mind?

Harry’s P.O.V

I immerged from my dressing room, slowly, but I still came out. I had some many things running through my mind right now. I mean, why did Louis do that? He couldn’t have wanted to, could he? He must have yawned. YES! That was it, he must have just yawned. Oh Harry. You know he didn’t yawn… sometimes I hate that my mind is always right.

I made my way to the seating area where our family would sit watching our shows. Sadly, only Niall’s mother was there, we all wished our parents and family could be at every show, but we were so happy for Niall.

I turned my head, soon wishing I wouldn’t have. Looking over seeing El sitting almost on top of Louis, my heart twitched. I could feel tears wanting to form in my eyes but I pushed that aside forcefully. Don’t get me wrong, I love El, she makes Lou so happy, but I can barely breathe when I see them going all ‘couple’ near me. There was something about El though, I mean she was always nice to me and the boys; she was a sweetheart to Louis’s whole family, but something didn’t sit right with me about her…

Louis bounced from his seat now, diving onto me. I smiled into his shoulder. God I love his arms around me. I could stay here all day, but my mind was reminding me I had to head onto the bus. I looked up past his shoulder, making eye contact with Eleanor. She was glaring straight at me. I razed an eye brow at her, El never glared… like at anyone! She just rolled her eyes at me, then looking away. What the hell was that?! Why would she glare at me? We were just hugging, it’s not like I’m a threat.

I pulled away from Louis quickly. El’s glare hit me harder than I thought. My heart almost broke, no it did break at Lou’s face, and he looked hurt that I just pulled away. We always hug for a long time. Why the hell am I letting that bitch get in my way?! NO Harry, don’t think those things about El. You’re just jealous, that’s all...

Soon we were outside the Flats. Niall gave his good-byes to his mum, and Lou’s gave his to Eleanor. I notices Liam was standing next to. I looked at him, he just smirked back at me, and I tilted my head towards him, confused.  

“So, Harry, how are you and Louis?” Liam smirked towards me.

“Erm… fine, why do you ask?” I asked my voice not as strong as I wished it would have been.

“Well you two, have been pretty close lately, it’s cute” Liam grinned at me, I stared still confused. Did Liam just say Louis and I were cute?

“Cute? What do you mean by cute?” I narrowed my eyes at Liam, he grinned bigger than before. Now that was cute, he thought I was being playful. If only he knew I wanted to slap him right now.

“You and Louis are, you almost as cute as Dani and I” My eyes almost popped out of my head. What the absolute hell was he talking about?! Did he just compare Lou and me to a couple? Do we look like a couple to people?

“Oh, aha, I see, well I’m gonna head inside now…” I said a little too quickly and pretty much ran into my flat. I need to stop being to dam awkward when people bring up Lou and I. I mean, were not a couple... I wish we were… but were not, and never will be.

I got into my bedroom, slipping into sweat pants and taking off my shirt. I slid into my bed, cuddling my pillow. I wish it was Louis. I need him so bad it hurts sometimes; I don’t understand how cruel life can be. I mean having me love someone that could never love me back. It’s not fair at all! I just want him, no I need him. There is such a big difference between want and need. I know El wants Louis, but she doesn’t need him, I do! I need him so much more than her, she could never love him like I could, she doesn’t see what I see, she doesn’t notice every move he makes, how he razes his eye brows when he does a silly smile, how he always looks so serious when he pushes his fringe from his face and how always wants to make others smile. She shouldn’t have him. It’s just not fair…

My inner rant about Louis was interrupted by none other then Tommo himself. He opened my door slowly.

“Haz…” Louis whispered.

“Yes boo?” I mumbled still having my back to him.

“Could I um… maybe… well… spend the night with you…? I mean its fine you don’t want me too…” He spoke as if he was scared to ask. What has gotten into him? Why would he be scared to ask me? We normally sleep together anyways.

I sat up “Louis Tomlinson! Don’t sound so dam scared. Of course you can” I smiled so big at him it almost hurt my face. He beamed at me.

“YAY HAZZA” he almost scream, and jumped into the bed quickly cuddling into me. My breathing stopped. Oh god, there goes my heart. He wrapped an arm around my waist pulling me forcefully towards him. My back pressed against his chest. His lips right near my ear.

“There” He whispered in my ear.

“You were so far away, now your closer babe” I froze. Did he just? No, he didn’t just call me babe. I mean I must have heard him wrong. I know I didn’t… he called me babe and I loved it, it was so sweet and different. It made my heart race so fast. I cuddled closer to him. His arms were so tight around me as if I was trying to get away. I needed this. I knew Louis was asleep now, I felt sleep over taking me, I gave in, but before I drifted into sleep, I whispered.  

“Good night Boobear, I love you”