The Black Rose (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 12-

A/N - I am so so so so sorry for not updating in ages!!! I've been busy but that's no excuse, I'll make sure I update more often! Sorry it's so short!

This chapter is for Chelsea Gleed! HAPPY ANNIVERSARY HAZZA! I love you loads!!! <3

Safetysuit - Never Stop

(Larry song as recommended by Chelsea! It's amazing!)

*Louis' POV*

Harry and I both had English last. We didn't learn a single thing but that was probably because we were too busy focused on other events. We stole glances from each other very frequently, but with each glance there grew more and more terror in our eyes. Although I didn't know Blake personally, I know what he's like and I know what he can do.

"That's it for today then class. I'll see you all tomorrow". With that everybody packed away their belongings and began to leave. "Louis and Harry, may I please have a word with you".

Me and Harry walked up to the desk, completely unsure of what she was going to say. "Yes miss?" I spoke.

"You boys both seemed very distracted this lesson-" Harry turned to look at me just as I looked at him, before whipping our heads back to the teacher, "-mainly by each other? Is there anything you would like to tell me about that?" Her voice was questioning.

Harry turned his head to me, looking for a way to get out of this without telling her that we are a couple.

"In all honesty miss, I've been trying to tutor Harry to allow him to get his grades up. So because of that we've become closer as friends" I said. Harry sniggered at the word 'friends' as we are definitely more than that.

"Oh I see. I have noticed Harry's grades getting better actually. Keep up the good work boys!" She smiled at us as we left.

"Well there you go Harry, you're grades are going up! Good boy!" I winked at him, a smirk tugging at his lips.

"Maybe because I have such a great tutor, don't I sir?" He returned the wink as we headed to his car. It had become a routine that Harry would either take me home and stay at mine, or I would go to his house. That way we got to spend more time together as a couple.

The ride home was quite fun. Me and Harry were belting out the songs that were on the radio, whether we knew the lyrics or not. We held hands as he drove and he never let go. The sneaky glances we got of each other only caused us to giggle at each other. I love him. Reaching my house, I opened the door like a gentleman.

"Hey sweetheart, how was school?" She stopped in her path as she stared at Harry before her eyes dropped to our hands, fingers entwined in each others. Shit. I never told my mum about me and Harry being a couple because I knew she'd freak out about it.

"Louis- Harry- Will someone please explain what this is?!" Her voice became louder as she pointed to our hands.

"Mum I can explain-"

"Get in there now! Both of you!" Her voice was loud and echoed around the house.

We all walked into the living room in silence, mine and Harry's heads hung low as we stared at the floor.

"So, explain" she motioned to me.

"Ok, so it started in English. My English teacher had told me that I would be tutoring people, which Harry obviously overheard. So he took the opportunity to tell me that I would be his tutor which didn't end up being true. When I confronted him about it, he told me that he wanted to get to know me better, and I wanted to get to know him too so it's ok. The more time we spent with each other, the more we liked each other and-"

"It just kinda happened" Harry interrupted. We stared at each other and smiled.

"Louis you should've told me! I'm not angry I'm just upset that you didn't tell me. But if you're happy then I guess I'm happy for you! But if you dare hurt him Harry then I will hurt you!" She glared.

Harry's eyes grew wide and fear struck through them. Pulling him closer, I gripped his hand to reassure him that I am here to comfort him.

I took his hand, gripping tighter and pulled him up the stairs to my room. Flopping down onto my bed, I placed my head on Harry's chest and cuddled close to him. His large, slender arms wrapping around me as I did so.

After a while of just lying there cuddling, I finally spoke up.

"Harry?"

"Yeah babe?" The nickname causing a smile to spread across my face and a blush reddening my cheeks.

"You know my mum wouldn't really hurt you, right?" I questioned.

"Of course I know" he smiled softly.

"And even if she tried to, I wouldn't let her because I love you too much. You are my world, my life, my everything. I will never let anyone hurt you or come near you, and no one can ever come in between us because I love you. I love you so fucking much Harry Edward Styles!" I looked at him through my eyelashes. He was smiling, the smile that caused his dimples to show. The smile that I loved so dearly.

He lifted me up slightly as I cupped his face and kissed him gently, keeping my lips lingering for longer than usual. The kiss was gentle and I could feel him smiling into it. Everything about this kiss felt different, but so nice. It was almost like our first kiss, fireworks still sparking through me every time his lips were on mine.

"I love you too Lou, so so much! Now come here so I can kiss you again!" He once again pulled me closer and placed his lips on mine.

Placing my head back onto his chest, everything felt so perfect and so right. My eyes began to flutter shut as the warmth radiating from Harry made me feel so cosy. Not too long after, I was drifting into a soft sleep...