Ride «Larry AU»

2 Days

~H~

Harry sighed, laying in the bed and staring at the ceiling. It was almost 6 in the morning, and he’d been in this position since 10 p.m. This was always his first problem, he could never fall asleep without Louis lying next to him. For at least a week, he’d just stare at the house, emotionless. If he did sleep, it’s be a few minutes in random intervals, and he’d wake up with nightmares of Louis telling him he didn’t want him anymore.

He’d answer his phone, but was monotone and bland, making all types of excuses as to why he couldn’t do anything. When the boys would realize why he was being so off, they’d try to talk to him, but Harry would only hang up and stop answering.

He was an empty shell, to depressed to do anything but sit and stare blankly and drink alcohol. He was never a huge casual drinker, only feeling the need in social situations, but when Louis took off, he’d come close to alcoholic tendencies.

He needed a distraction, so he went into the bathroom, turning on the shower as hot as it could get and stepping right under the scalding hot spray, staying until he could feel actual pain. Then he got out and pulled on underwear and sitting on the bed, pulling his computer onto his lap and opening Google Chrome.

Harry had decided to just start looking into the adoption now, so that when Louis came home he could already have everything ready, and they’d only need to sign the papers. Harry knew his reasoning was selfish, he felt that maybe Louis wouldn’t leave again if they had a child, so the sooner the better. And he was perfectly fine with being selfish, if it meant that he’d be able to keep his Louis for good without having to worry about him leaving.

~L~

Louis turned over in the sleeping bag. He’d been trying to fall asleep for at least three hours now, but he couldn’t. All he could think about was Harry. He didn’t know whether he was missing him, sad about leaving him again, or pissed off about what he’d said to him.

It had really hurt him when Harry brought up the sex without a condom thing the day he left, so bad that he’d cried the entire time he was in the back of the cab. Of course, Harry had a right to be upset about it, Louis wouldn’t deny him that. But the way he’d said it- like Louis was some crazy whore who had STD’s- hurt him to the core. Especially when Harry already made him feel shitty by asking him to get tested and only having sex with him if they used a condom. It drove him crazy and broke his heart.

And maybe that’s what Harry was going for, a way to hurt Louis like he was hurting him. Louis knew he was hurting Harry by leaving, and by fucking other people when he was gone, and by putting off on their dreams and their family.

He knew how much Harry hated these times because he was afraid that Louis wouldn’t come back, yet he always did it. But he knew that no matter what, he’d go back, so in his mind Harry should trust that he would. Hell, he’d been doing this since they were 17- leaving for months at a time and coming back because he missed Harry, so he should be used to it and expect Louis back sooner or later.

Louis looked at the man beside him, furrowing his eyebrows. He was nothing like Harry, and he only liked him for sex, but Louis only liked him because he took him away. So it was a fair deal, and he couldn’t be mad. But it made him realize just how much he missed Harry.

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A/N: hey hey hey, i missed this! okay, so? idk?

dedication to angel bc his comments made me laugh!!!