At Last. (a Larry Stylinson story)

three

Louis approached his home later that day with a sigh of relief.

Finally no more fake smile and pretending to be in love.

For today at least.

He swung the door open. A scuffling could be heard from the kitchen.

"Louis!" The familiar voice called out as Louis was pulled into a warm embrace by Harry.

"I see you're glad to see me" Louis chuckled and placed his hands protectively on the younger boy's waist.

"I-Yes I always miss you" Harry said, looking up at Louis and pouting.

"Aw" Louis crooned as he leaned up to kiss the taller boy's forehead.

"I've made you some pasta!" Harry grinned and pulled Louis towards the kitchen.

The kitchen was warm and a tomato-y scent filled Louis' nostrils.

As the pair sat at the dining table Louis said "I'm sorry for having to leave today Harry I know you hate it but-"

"It's fine" Harry murmured.

Louis cupped Harry's face and stared him in the eyes.

"But it's not fine though Harry I see you're upset." Louis said, his face still very close to Harry's.

"Louis I said it's okay I just hate being apart I-" Harry turned his face away from Louis'.

"Harry please. I know you hate it, I do too please don't get upset baby I promise we'll stop management I don't love Eleanor and I-" Louis rambled but was interrupted by a soft pair of lips on his.

The kiss was long and slow. Louis hummed into it.

"Mine." Harry said, pulling away from Louis briefly.

After them embracing and eating Louis said "Let's go upstairs 'm tired" as he linked his fingers with Harry's.

Just as they both sat on their bed, however, Louis got a phone call. He groaned loudly at the Caller ID to see that management were calling him again.

"Please don't leave again" Harry said, pausing his undressing for a moment.

"I won't love" Louis said soothingly.

Louis realised his phone was still ringing and swiped across the screen to answer it.

"Hello" He said boredly.

"Hello Louis. Have a good day?"

"What do you think? Why are you calling anyway?"

"Just wanted to inform you that Eleanor will be attending your mother's wedding with you."

"What? Why?" Louis said, getting angrier.

"Well of course we need to let the press know that you are still together. Breakup rumours what not."

"Harry will be there. I don't want to hurt him like that" Louis snapped down the phone.

"Well you'll just have to not attend your own mother's wedding then." the man said.

"You're seriously giving me that as another option." Louis practically growled down the phone.

"I guess we'll see you both there then. Both being you and Eleanor of course. Oh and Harry also, unless you don't want to hurt him."

"Harry can't not go! My mum loves him he's like her son!" Louis shouted.

Louis glanced over at Harry who was sitting on their bed, staring down at his thumbs. Waiting for Louis to tell him what was going on.

"Whatever, your choice but I'll be going now."

"Fuck you." Louis snapped and hung up.

"L-Lou?" Harry said, looking up at the older boy.

"You're not gonna like what they said Harry." Louis said sadly.

"Just tell me." Harry replied.

"Eleanor has to come to the wedding. With me."

"What the fuck?" Harry said and Louis winced. He barely ever swore, unless he was really angry.

Louis' angry theory was proved right when Harry stormed out of their bedroom and slammed the door.

"Harry!" Louis called out and rushed after the boy.

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(A/N: I FOUND WIFI ON HOLIDAY!!! And also, long chapter to treat you bc I haven't been updating in a while -sorry! But yeah enjoy this chapter I love you all and don't forget to vote, comment and keep reading! -Charlie)