faded dreams ↛ larry au

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"no matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep on believing, the dreams that you wish will come true."

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louis tugged on his shirt. he was currently on the crowded streets, certain people giving him odd looks, while most just tried to avoid him completely. he knew he looked crazy, hair a mess, clothes barely on him properly, and he looked like a sobbing mess.

he went to the bar, not completely knowing how to get to his flat from here. he tried not to think about how just last night, he was here and harry had wanted louis. wanted him as much as louis always wanted harry.

he ordered a beer, then another one, and another one.

the burning taste felt good as it slipped down louis' throat, with every gulp he found it easier to forget about harry's deep green eyes, his pale complexion and dark tattoos, his strong muscles, and broad back. and yeah its harder than louis thought to forget him.

"well if it isn't the tommo!" louis turned at the irish accent. he just nodded, acknowledging niall and taking another swig.

"mate thats enough, we should get you home." niall rushed to louis' side. turning to the people he was with before, "he never knew how to hold his alcohol. c'mon then, you could use 'ome fresh air."

niall walked louis out, half carrying him.

as soon as the chilly wind hit louis he pushed niall away and crossed his arms stubbornly.

"well, tell me whats going on. usually you dont even finish one beer."

louis slumped against the building. he looked down, not really wanting to talk about his 'love life' with niall, whose biggest problem was choking on his drink while laughing.

"it's harry."

niall furrowed his eyebrows. "that dream boy?"

louis sighed and started pacing, "yeah, except he's not just a dream now and i dont know how to explain it, but he's real ni. he's living and breathing and we had sex last night."

niall looked half scared and half amused. "oh."

"god you dont believe me !!"

niall took both of louis' shoulders in his hands, shaking him firmly. "look mate, i do. really but you need some time to yourself, clear your mind. get a hold of reality." he walked louis home and made sure he was gonna stay in for a few days.

"i promise, yeah."

niall left with a handful of cookies, "love ya, mate. have fun. but not too much." he gave a stern and a point of a finger, trying to be serious but that turned into him scrunching up his nose and eyes squinting, teeth on view, and laugh echoing through the quiet.

as soon as niall shut the door louis called liam. he would have something to say about all this. and he was right, liam rushed over as fast as he could. but the second he stepped into the room, he checked louis' temperature.

"you dont have a fever... are you feeling lightheaded, nauseous ?"

louis pushed him off, "no im fine, i swear. i'm completely capable and coherent and im not lying." louis crossed his arms.

liam opened his mouth as if he was gonna argue, but his face softened, "prove it."

louis was a bit taken back, "really?"

liam nodded, "go for it. if harry's real then it shouldn't be hard, you know where he lives, lets go."

louis stood there shocked, then all at once grabbed his coat, "yeah.. okay, yeah."

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a/n

"did your knees need to breathe?"

- my mom after she saw my jeans i ripped.

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