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(( A/N:  ARGH.  I don't know why I can't get four pages in this chapter.  I'm so mad at myself right now.  This chapter is shit.  I'm really sorry, guys.  -_- ))

Chapter Eighteen ➣➣ Larry

(( Louis' Point of View ))
Shit, shit, shit.  Why the hell did I have to kiss Harry back?

You like him.  Admit it, Louis.

I do not!  I can't like Haz.  He's my best mate, and... and he's a guy!  Not that I was homophobic or anything, but I like girls.

You can't picture yourself with another girl after her.

I sighed, rubbing my eyes in distress.  This was all so confusing.  That kiss - or snog - with Harry erupted new feelings from deep inside me.  The way our bodies had moved with one-another, the excitement that grew in my stomach when he would groan.  This was so fucked up.  I was just raped, for fucks sake!  That was just horrific... I don't wish that upon anyone.  Not even my worst enemy.  It was a painful experience, and I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to handle it all.  The nurses had given me pills that were apparently supposed to help with depression.

Twats.  I'm not depressed...

"Boo?  Are you ready to go?"  My eyes shot up as a mob of curly hair appeared from behind the hospital room door.  He flashed me a smile, shaking my bottle of pills in his hand as he extended his other hand out to interlock our fingers.  I smiled down at them, my gaze raking Harry's body.  He was wearing tan chinos, a black Ramones t-shirt, and a dark blue winter jacket.  I slung my own winter jacket on that Haz had brought for me, and grasped his hand tightly.  We made our way down the halls in silence, just taking in the unfamiliar scenery.

When we opened the main doors, I was hit with a harsh wind current.  The coldness bit at my skin, making me shiver as I pressed myself closer to Harry for warmth.  It was snowing, and only then did I realise what day it was.

"Haz!  It's December 18th.  Christmas is in less than a week."  My eyes widened in realisation and I stared at the green-eyed lad.

"I know, Boo Bear.  Have you finished your shopping?"  He asked, glancing down at me.  We made our way towards his car, our hands still locked together.

"No.. I've gotten your gift, and Liam's.  I have no idea what I'm going to get Dani and Niall.  Oh!  What about that new kid?  Erm, Zayn is it?  I should get something for him too."  I rambled on, making random gestures with my hand.  I glanced at Haz from the corner of my eye; he was watching me, his green eyes sparkling with an unfamiliar emotion.

"I've finished everyone, except Zayn.  I don't even know how he squirmed himself into Niall's life, but he seems like a good lad."  He complimented.  I simply nodded in agreement, swinging our hands back and forth until we reached his car.  I slipped into the passanger seat, licking my lips to get rid of the snow that had melted there.  Harry slid the key into the ignition, starting the car and heading off in the direction of my flat.
Minutes later, we were there and hovering on the front porch.
"Haz?  Do you think... do you think those men will come back for me?"  I asked quietly, shifting my weight from foot-to-foot.  Harry sighed deeply, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me close to his chest.  I buried my head into his neck, swallowing back the lump in my throat.
"Louis, listen to me.  I'm going to be here for you, alright?  No one's going to touch you again, I promise.  Everything's gonna be okay now."  He murmured in my ear.  My resistance snapped then, and I burst out into a fit of tears.

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The next morning, I cracked my dry eyes open.  They were crusty from dried tears that I had shed last night, and I remembered how I had clutched onto Harry for dear life for the second time in less than two months.
"God, I'm pathetic."  I mumbled under my breath.
"You're not pathetic, Boo Bear."  A husky voice whispered in my ear.  I jumped slightly, but insantly melted into the boy's chest when I recognized his heart-filled chuckle.
"Hazza."  I murmured, turning around on my other side to nuzzle myself into his shoulder.  I swear, I heard his breath hitch for a moment.
"I thought you left."  I admitted, glancing down at his bare chest before my eyes found his hand and I locked our fingers together; playing with them absentmindedly.
"I'll never leave you."  He murmured in response.  I shuddered when his hot breath hit my collarbone, releasing his hand to wrap my arms around his neck while his enveloped my waist.