Larry stylinson imagines

3.

(Louis' POV)

LOUEHHH!!! WAKE UPPP!! LOUEHHHH

I woke up to the sound of Harry screaming his head off in my ear, which is usually the case but since Harry and I had had a rather eventful night, I was tired and that is just what I said "Harold what the fuck do you think you're doing? screaming in my ear knowing we slept late?" He did not get a reply so he turned. His husband was not even on the bed now that he noticed and sat cross legged pouting, with tears in his green emeralds, looking at the laptop. Naturally, at the sight of this I felt my face soften, I crawled my way to the other side of the bed and got up to sit on the floor. " Why are you crying love? What happened? Did I do anything wrong?" I said "Too much blood." is all I had to hear to check Hazz's wrists. Fresh pure blood trickled down and I immediately ran to the closet with tears in my eyes to get the medicinal kit. As I sat down, I looked into those beautiful green eyes and said "love, what happened?' while simultaneously cleaning his fresh cut, I don't even know how I am managing to keep my cool, I am freaking out from inside. All Hazzah did was point at the screen of his laptop. His twitter was open and all I saw was 'Harry styles should kill himself, what a f**' 'Harry styles is a terrible singer' 'Harry styles doesn't know how to sing' All these tweets made my blood boil, Harry s intense gaze was trained  on me. How could they hate such a beautiful, sweet and kind boy? "Listen to me Haz, you're wonderful. They hate on you because they are jealous. Your voice is the softest yet strongest voice I have ever heard, your green eyes are prettier than the most precious emeralds in existence and every time I stare into them, I get lost in their sheer beauty. Your presence keeps me calm, it makes me feel safe. Your jokes may not be funny but I love it when you laugh because you think they are. I love your toothy smile and your curly hair. I love every single one of your flaws and imperfections because there is beauty even in them and so do the boys and your true fans. Tweets from fifteen people shouldn't make you feel bad, even if they were from a thousand people, never let yourself down because I will always be by your side. No matter what.  Please don't hurt yourself again. Promise me you-" He interrupted me saying " I can't promise you that Lou it hurts so much and-" it was my turn to interrupt him now " Okay but the next time you cut, look me directly in the eyes with my wrists right next to yours and then try cutting." I knew this was a win for me because Curly would never do that. He replied saying "BUT WHAT IF I CUT YOU INSTEAD LOU. NO I AM NOT CUTTING AGAIN. WHAT IF YOU GET HURT INSTEAD NO NO NO" Okay, I should have known this would have given him a panic attack just imagining it and the only way to fix it was- "Harry sit down, I wanna play you the new song I wrote for you" That would take his mind off other things. "Really Lou?" I didn't reply, I started singing the song, "Its name is Home by the way because thats exactly what you are to me." 

"Make a little conversation

So long I've been waiting

So let go of myself and feel aliveSo many nights I thought it over
Told myself I kind of liked her
But there was something missing in her eyesI was stumbling, looking in the dark (ohho)
With an empty heart
But you say you feel the same
Could we ever be enough?
Baby we could be enoughAnd it's alright
Calling out for somebody to hold tonight
When you're lost, I'll find the way
I'll be your light
You'll never feel like you're aloneI'll make this feel like home
So hot that I couldn't take it
Want to wake up and see your face
And remember how good it was being here last nightStill high with a little feeling
I see the smile as it starts to creep in
It was there, I saw it in your eyesI was stumbling, looking in the dark (ohho)
With an empty heart
But you say you feel the same
Could we ever be enough?
Baby we could be enough