Grow Up With Me - Larry Stylinson [BoyxBoy]

Chapter Ten

Helloooo lovelies :) YOU ALL THINK YOU KNOW WHERE THIS SHITS GOING EHHHHH 

lollllll you might be right idk what ur thinking . but maybe not.

idk

BUT I LOVE YOU ALL NONTHELESS 

and I just want to give a sincere thank you to all of you who are following this fan fic and I'm just really greatful for all of you even though there aren't that many! its better than just me reading it haha.....which was the case about a week ago :) so ya, thanks so much and feel free to comment and vote. I would love feedback, cause this is my first story! First time ever writing anything longer than the ten page essays at school... this one so far is over 100 on micsosoft word! insane! Anyway, I have about three chapters already written after this one but I don't wanna get too ahead of myself cause its no where being finished :) soooo here is chapter ten. Hope you all enjoy

love britt :) ~~~

ps sorry for that rant I'm incredibly tired so Im just going on about nothing

Chapter Ten

Harry’s POV

I was stuck in an almost unbreakably tragic routine during the last week of Louis' vacation. Sam left back home, and Niall moved back into his  flat, leaving me alone in my own. Sure, the boys came over sometimes for a film, and we went out for drinks a few times. Other than that, though, everyday consisted of sitting in front of my laptop, reading through the disgusted tweets from fans. Sometimes I would sit on my bed, sometimes in the kitchen, or on the couch. My scenery didn't differ much from day to day, though. I thanked God that Louis and I weren't completely cut off from each other, though, as we would text good morning and good night each day.

Don't get me wrong, I took breaks to eat from my routine. And to use the toilets. And sometimes, I would zone out completely for a few minutes just thinking about seeing Louis again and trying to come up with a special enough place to bring him when he arrived home.

It's needless to say that I was fucking done with it by the time the day rolled around that he was coming back. I was ecstatic. All the time he was gone, though, I had been trying to think of the place we could go when I picked him up. Louis said that he wanted it to be special. The cinema, from experience, was too risky. As was, probably, any restaurant. We could have gone for a drive, I supposed, but it wouldn't have been that new or special.

As I drove to the airport to pick him- and Eleanor, unfortunately they had to be seen leaving together- up, I couldn’t help but marvel over my amazing choice in location. No paps would find us, and we would be completely secluded. We would finally have some alone time to ourselves where we could catch up. Plus, I had a feeling that we could catch the sunset.

Hazz, We’re in, you near? - Lou x

I cringed. I had wanted to get there before his plane landed to welcome him home properly. Of course, though, I wasn't punctual enough. Shit.