I Remember You Laughing [Larry Stylinson]

Chapter 28- About Last Night

"Where's Mum?" Harry asked, voice shaky, as he closed the truck door. They had just pulled into the yard where Cord was irately waiting for them on the steps. He got up and marched over to the truck, arms flying.

"She went to bed!" he answered, not believing it himself. It wasn't like Anne to skip the 'yell fest', and this one was big as the boys missed out on a birth on the farm.

Harry covered his arms and looked at Louis like he wanted to die. The older boy sighed and reached out to touch his back but he pulled away as Fizzie and Lottie emerged from the back seat.

"I hope she isn't too mad, because Louis was only trying to help," Lottie said.

Fizzie shrugged. "That's no excuse! You should have told her you were going. It's not like she would've stopped you!" Louis looked as Harry and he looked down at his shoes.

"I know it was stupid." Louis said. He hugged the girls and watched as they went inside.

Then Liam started howling in the backseat. Harry flinched and Louis let out an audible sigh. Cord gave them a 'look'.

"I'm not even gonna ask."

"He has to stay in the cabin tonight! His Mum can't know he's drunk."

"To hell with that!" Cord grumbled.

"Louis already called her and said he's sleeping over!" Harry begged.

Cord laughed dryly. "Well, let him sleep in his room!"

Louis rolled his eyes. Harry looked like he wanted to throw up. Or hit someone. Cord. He wanted to hit Cord. At least that's how Louis interpreted it.

"Fine. I'll get him in my room and sleep on the couch."

Harry wasn't happy with the idea of Liam in Louis' room, whether he was in there or not. "What if Mum sees him! Please, Cord, just do this one thing!" 

Cord's face went into a sea of contemplation before coming to a decision. "Fine! Help me get him down the hill."

"Louis. You're the bestest best friend ever. Thanks for coming to get me!" Liam mumbled, eyes closed as he curled up on Cord's couch a few minutes later. Harry rolled his eyes. Louis didn't bother to let him know that he saw him drunk purely by accident and it was really Harry he that he had come for. Instead he covered him with the blanket and made for the door with Harry on his heels.

"Night, Liam."

"Thanks, Cord."

"You and I shouldn't have broken up..." –

Louis stopped dead as he reached the door. Harry panicked behind him.What? No! Ignore him! He's drunk! Don't turn back! Don't turn back!

"You were out. You wouldn't have me in all this shit I'm in now!"

While saying his silent prayers for the boy to keep walking, Harry heard a dry laugh escape his throat. He then bolted past Harry and jumped in front of the couch.

"Look here, don't ever- drunk or sober- ever, EVER say that again!" he screamed, at the top of his lungs causing everyone to flinch. "And don't you ever talk that way about way about Zayn! I'm ashamed to call you my friend right now and you're goddamn lucky I didn't leave your ass in that hell hole! Now get some fucking rest!"

And with that he stormed out the cabin, slamming the beaten oak door behind him.

Cord gave Harry the 'startled' eyebrows. The only time Harry had heard Louis yell before was at Daisy when they picked them up. He too was mad at Liam for that, but he knew he was drunk.Surely Louis knows it's just the alcohol talking? Right?