Darling (Larry Stylinson)

7

This chapter is dedicated to @Hemmings_styles_life and @ElizabethsWorld for making my day ily😚

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*Harrys Pov*

Friday morning turned into Friday afternoon and soon into Friday evening. Louis had remained securely in my arms for most of the day.

We'd managed to watch at least 4 of the Harry Potter films, with Louis transfixed to the screen the entire time. It astonished me that he'd never heard of them before. He was mesmerised by them, like a child at Disneyland.

I would've mentioned that they were books too, but I didn't want to embarrass him in case he couldn't read.

Throughout the day, me and Louis had made at least 3 different types of hot chocolate for each other. I had made Louis one with pink and white marshmallows bobbing on the top (he tried them and quickly told me he only liked the white ones), another with whipped cream & chocolate sprinkles and the final one, to his request, was the smarties one I first made him this morning. He generally just copied the ones I made, but on the third round he bravely made one with absolutely everything in for me.

He was honestly becoming less timid and afraid by the second. He was still slightly wary, but I could tell he trusted me now.

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The clock soon turned to 7pm, Louis slid down onto the other seat on the sofa allowing me to stand up and put the fifth Harry Potter film on.

After I sat back down, almost immediately a warm body curled back up into my lap, replacing the cold emptiness without him.

"After this film we're gonna have to go to bed, baby. Okay?" I whispered to him gently.

He nodded slowly, softly fiddling with my longer fingers. He timidly turned on my lap, so he was curled in a ball still but now facing me. I moved my arms around so I was supporting his back.

"Do you not want to watch the film, love?" I asked him softly, moving a strand of hair from in front of his face to behind his ear.

"I, I do it's just-" He murmured softly, not finishing his sentence but biting down on his bottom lip instead.

"It's what, darling?" I questioned, softly tracing patterns up and down his back, trying to sooth him.

"I just wanted to say thank you, today has been the best day of my life." he whispered cautiously, tilting his head down and not meeting my eyes. I hated to think it was because he was scared of my reaction.

"I'm glad, darling. I'm so proud of you, you know that right? I just want you to feel safe and happy, lovely." I whispered to him. I gently tilted his head back up and smiled softly to him, pulling him closer to me.

He nestled his head into my bare chest, his hair tickling my chin. He whispered into my chest that I do; but I don't think I was supposed to hear him.

After about 5 minutes of comfort, Louis' stomach rumbled quietly. I could sense him blushing against my chest.

"Hungry, baby?" I chuckled, desperate to place a soft kiss to his forehead, but not doing so. Thoughts of Nick, the guy I'm currently dating, spring to my mind.

He leaned back and nodded, definitely blushing now.

"I'll order some food, okay? What do you fancy, lovely?" I asked him softly, my larges hands splayed across his back.

"I, I didn't know you could order food." he whispered, clinging to my shoulders.

"That's fine, darling." I replied gently, "What foods do you like baby?"