Heartbreaking Love...(Larry/Zouis)

Chapter 1

Hi! Sorry for the wait, normally this story would be deleted but i kind of got some inspiration so i decided to keep writing ;) 

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xoxo Lynn

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Chapter 1

-Louis-

I wasn’t woken up by the alarm clock like normal but by soft kisses that were planted on my cheek, my neck and my forehead. “Harry…” I groaned trying to swap him away. He just chuckled and kept kissing every inch of my face. “what are you doing?” I mumbled. “you have to wake up baby, it’s our first day of school.” I immediately shot up from my comfortable positon almost Knocking Harry over in the process. “Careful!” he yelled. I gave him an apologetic smile. “sorry Hazza. I’m just in a rush now, I have to prepa-“ I stopped mid-sentence when I looked outside my window. It was still pitch dark and the moon was shining bright. I snapped my head in Harry’s direction. He was blushing furiously and kept his gaze on his hands.

“Harry…baby…sweet, sweet Harry…Why did you wake me up at…2am?!” I yelled the last part. Two freaking am?! “i…I’m sorry Boo, I just couldn’t sleep and I wanted to cuddle and maybe watch a short movie or half of it.  I’m sorry I shouldn’t have-“ I cut his ramble off by smashing my lips on his. “shh, it’s okay. What’s wrong though? You never have troubled with sleep?” I asked getting worried a bit. “it’s nothing, can we just cuddle now?” he was so innocent and adorable. I nodded and crawled closer to him. I laid my head on his chest and he immediately wrapped his arms around my lower back and pulled me closer to his body. I turned on the tv and just pressed play, we were watching a movie earlier but we never finished it. It didn’t take me long to fall asleep again but Harry didn’t wake me up again that night.

The next morning I wasn’t the one that refused to get out of bed. “HARRY! WAKE UP!” I yelled for what seemed like the thousandth time. He just groaned and mumbled something like ‘go away’. I huffed but decided he could take his time and went to the bathroom to take a shower but I was stopped by Harry who grabbed my wrist. “come back in bed.” He mumbled. “No, not gonna happen. Get your lazy arse out of MY bed and make yourself ready we have school remember?” he didn’t move. I pulled my hand back and left the room. after my short but warm shower I dressed myself and entered my room again. Harry was admiring himself in the mirror. “like what you see?” I joked. He smiled and motioned for me to walk to him. I did what he said and I immediately was wrapped in a comforting embrace. “I love you.” He whispered. “I love you.” I said back. It was a tiny detail but we never said ‘I love you too’. I don’t know why it just never happened and I was more than happy with that.

I laid my head on his chest and leaned my full body against him. “I don’t wanna go.” I mumbled against his shirt. “we have to. Let’s just hope we have some classes together.” He smiled. I pulled back and intertwined our fingers. We walked downstairs and sat down at the kitchen table. The only one already awake was my mum. She was making some pancakes. She didn’t find it strange that Harry was here, he always was. “morning boys. Ready for you fi-“ “Don’t!” I cut her off. She just laughed and put some pancakes on a plate and handed them to us. We both said thank you and soon enough we were feeding each other. “you guys are weird. Your love is weird. Everything about you is weird.” Lottie said as soon as she walked in. She was no morning person, that was obvious. “you’re just jealous.” I huffed. “jealous because I’m straight…No Louis, I’m sorry but I’m happy falling for the opposite gender.” She winked. I just rolled my eyes at her and focused back on feeding Harry. Lottie was a jokester. She loved it when I came out to her and my mum. ‘You can help me spot hot guys at the mall’ she literally squealed.

Time flew by and we soon were entering the school building. “back in hell.” Harry mumbled. I smiled at him. “it’s not that bad babe, we can still be together.” He just nodded. Harry hated to be separated from me. I loved it but sometimes it was kind of annoying but it meant that he couldn’t live without me and that made me love him even more. If that was possible. We had a few classes together, at least one or two every day. Harry didn’t like it though. “oh stop acting like a baby Haz.” I poked his side. He huffed and turned his head away from me. We walked in silence towards the library where we had to collect our books for the first trimester. Our lockers were right next to each other. They always were. We still had the same lockers as we had in our first year. It’s where we met. It was kind of embarrassing because I couldn’t open my locker and Harry helped me. I instantly fell in love with his eyes, his dimples and his voice. To me that curly haired boy was the definition of perfection.

We had our first class together. Again we didn’t say a word but we held hands so I knew Harry wasn’t mad, he was just sad. I understood him, I was too. When I was with Harry I felt save, Harry kept me save. He was my protector. I squeezed his hand when we walked inside the class room. he squeezed back and flashed me a smile. we took our seats in the back of the room and shoved our tables closer to each other.

The class started Ten minutes ago but there was still one empty seat. Just when I decided to ignore it a knock echoed through the room. “come in.” the teacher, Mrs. Grace, yelled a bit annoyed because her class was interrupted. The door slowly opened. A boy…a gorgeous boy entered the room. Raven hair styled in a quiff, brown leather jacket, plain white shirt, a black pair of skinny jeans and combat boots. He was hot, I’m not gonna deny it but he looked like a huge bad boy type. I made a mental note to stay away from him as far as possible. I didn’t notice I was staring at the boy until his eyes met mine. A golden pair was staring straight into my bleu ones. He raised one eyebrow and I quickly looked away. “you okay?” Harry whispered and intertwined our fingers under the table. I just nodded. I prayed that I wouldn’t have to see the boy, I learned his name was Zayn, again but of course my prayers weren’t answered and instead he was in all of my classes. Every single one…