The Garden Of Larry

About last night..... (P.1)

(Harry)

Olivia and I just had the worst sex ever. She liked it but I didn't at all. In fact, I think that I'm just going to remain celibate for the remainder of my days. Right now she's in the shower and I've already quickly dressed and snuck out of the house for a walk. My phone has been blowing up with texts and missed phone calls. I left a note for Olivia and now I'm going to read my texts and maybe call the person or people back.

17 Missed messages

11 Missed calls

8 Voicemails

From: Louis

Harrrry

From: Louis

Imiss yo

From: Louis

You

From: Louis

Il ove yoou

From: Louis

Im saad :

From: Louis

:C

From: Louis

I w ant yu

From: Louis

Ine eed youuuu

From: Louis

Aeswr mr

From: Louis

Dnt yyu lov mr tpp

From: Louis

Hrry

From: Louis

HAREY

From: Louis

Hhry

From: Louis

????

From: Louis

I foght yu lovd mr

From: Louis

Haety

From: Louis

<3

#1 Harry Harry Harry! I love you, Harry!

#2 Harry, I'm sorry I kicked you out!

#3 Harry, I want you back!

#4 Harry, I need you because I'm broken.

#5 Harry, I need you to fix me, Harry. Harry? Harry?

#6 Harry, answer me!

#7 Harry Harry Harry? Harry Harry? Are you still there?

#8 I need you to pick me up and take me home?

Oh my goodness! This entire time he was calling me and texting me while I was with Olivia. I could have been talking to Louis but instead I was torturing myself because I have this stupid void in my heart that I just can't seem to fill. Lou could fill the void. I could be with Louis again. Well, I couldn't because he's with Colton.

1 Voicemail

#9 Harry, Harry answer please! I can't marry Colton! *Sniffles* Colton isn't you, Harry. Harry, help me! Harry I'm so confused.

He wants me?!? What the hell happened?!?

Incoming call from Louis....

"Hello?" I hear sniffles on the other side.

"Harry, you have to help me. Colton isn't you. I don't know what to do. Can you please pick me up and take me home? I don't know where I am." He was crying and I didn't know what to do. He was clearly too drunk to understand what was going on. The only thing he seemed to be sure of was he didn't want to marry Colton.

"What can you see, love?" I felt a sense of comfort on the phone at the moment. Like I could say anything without being scolded.

"I-I see people. They're dancing and laughing." Club or bar.

"Is there a colorful floor, love?"

"Um, yes. It keeps changing colors. Can you save me, Harold?" How could I possibly say no to saving Louis Tomlinson; the love of my life.

"I'll be there in a flash, baby." Olivia would be long gone to her place by the time I came home. Question was, do I take him back to his place, or mine?

"Please hurry, Harry; it hurts."

"I'm almost there, my love."

I wasn't going to take advantage of him in his vulnerable state. I'm not that type of person. Well, I wasn't going to take advantage of him physically. I arrived at the club and made my way inside. It was easy to spot Louis from a mile away. Some guy was flirting with him and I immediately felt jealous. I walked up to them.

"Are you sure you wouldn't like to check out my place?" The douchebag said with his stereotypical douchebag voice.

"Louis; I'm here." I wanted to wrap my arms around him protectively but felt it wasn't really my place and just sorta froze.

"Harry." He said it so lovingly. It melted my heart.

"I'm here now; don't you worry." Louis looked at the guy, so sure of himself for a drunk person.

"I don't want to see your place; my husband is here now and is taking me home." Did I hear that correctly? I'm pretty sure he just referred to me as his husband.

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I took Louis back to my condo and he looked around it confused.

"Harold, darling, did we move?" I was very confused, but decided to just go with it.

"No, my love. We're only staying here while renovations are being done to the apartment."

"Oh, okay. I'm so very knackered. Can you carry me to our room, Harry?"

"Of course, my beloved." I lifted the very sleepy Louis up and carried him bridal style up into 'our room'.

Once I kissed his forehead as he asked me too I left downstairs to call Niall. Louis was fast asleep now and that meant that this was the perfect time to call him. Niall being the Irish Leprechaun he is, was probably nowhere near to being drunk yet. It's seriously unfair how well he handles his alcohol. I rang his mobile and sat on the sofa in my ridiculously tiny living room. I waited for Niall to answer. He did so in a matter of only a few rings.

"Harry?" Oh good; he's sober.

"I have Louis here and before you say it, no, I'm not holding him hostage. He got pissed and rang me to come save him. I'm just letting you know so you can come pick him up."

"Oh, thank you, Harry. I'll be there shortly to pick him up. He will definitely not hear the end of this tomorrow." He hung up and I just waited for him to come pick Lou up. Somehow I doubt that I'll ever forget this night spend with Louis. Niall arrived shortly.

"Thanks for looking after him, Harry."

"No problem. I was happy to help. He's just upstairs." He nodded and went to get Louis. Then they both left. I was now all alone except for a very grumpy Liam.

"What did I miss?" That was last thing I heard before entering my bedroom.