I Remember You Laughing [Larry Stylinson]

Chapter 24- The Lake Argument

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Louis woke up to his alarm clock at exactly 5:30 am and wiggled around to lie on his back with his head slightly agar on the bed. His mind raced back almost immediately to the night before. He rubbed his hands on his face, the tiny crack of light creeping in in the sky through the window calling him to go out and tend to the animals he had grown to love as much as Harry did. He hoped by some miracle that Harry had forgotten what happened at the lake. But he didn't really want that. Anger crept up in him that he had to wish away a moment that he did not regret. He wanted Harry to come out. He was angry with himself for wanting it as badly as he did. All of people, Louis should know how hard that is to do. It was hard for him. It was hard for Liam. 

He sat up and pushed his face in his palms, remembering how impatient he had been with Liam and how he had dumped him for not being ready to hold hands in public. Sure he made up for it by helping him to come out eventually but he hated that he was starting to feel that old insecure Louis surface again. He needed to shove that Louis back down in the deep shadows of his past and leave him there. Harry did not need to see that Louis. Not Harry who was so kind to Louis from day one, and showed him around and kept his company, making him feel like a living person again. He loved him so much, but the hard part was that with that love he knew had to come sacrifice and patience. He had to sacrifice his own longing and wait for Harry to open up to him. But how could he when they hadn't even had that talk yet. Louis still hadn't told Harry much about the fact that he liked boys. It hadn't exactly come up in a conversation and there was no way he was going to just tell him without him asking first.

Mulling over his thoughts, he groaned as he tumbled out of bed and headed straight for the kitchen. The smell of bacon hit his nostrils as he entered, and he offered a chirpy 'good morning' as he sat down. Harry drowned a sleepy 'mornin' and proceeded to place a hefty plate of breakfast in front of Louis, not looking at him.

Things were pretty normal while they did their chores. Later, as he was just finishing up the chicken coup, he heard a familiar voice call out to him. Coming round the coup, he saw Liam dressed in jeans and plaid, and a helmet, taking orders from a serious looking Murrey who was also prepared for work as he powered up his electric saw.

"Hey, Louis. I came out to help with the gazebo! Murrey told me all about it. You had a really good idea. We're all excited about it!"

Louis grinned as he hugged Liam, slapping him on the back. As they pulled apart, Harry passed them on his way to the stables. "Hey, Harry!"

Harry shot Liam a distinct glare as he offered a hurried wave in return before disappearing.

Liam gave Louis a look as he saw it too. He shrugged it off as he walked over to the spot where Murrey was starting up a frame for the gazebo.

"Somebody's jealous. He's usually a friendly guy." Liam observed. Louis' eyebrows sunk downward in contemplation.

"You do know he likes you, right?" Liam quipped, lips disappearing inside his mouth as he nodded agreeing with himself.

A grin broke out on Louis' face. Finally, someone he can talk to about this Harry thing.

"Yeah, I get the sense sometimes but we're not- It's not like- We haven't talked about anything yet. He's not- He hasn't even come out yet." Louis struggled, as the sound of the saw covered his words.

Liam still heard him, and gave an understanding look as he folded his arms. "Louis, you and I both know how hard it is for someone to even admit to themselves that they're different. Harry's only sixteen. That's the age I came out to my parents, remember? I don't think Harry's come to terms with it yet."