I Remember You Laughing [Larry Stylinson]

Chapter 35- Close Your Eyes

Okay guys this fic is going to be longer than I planned. I noticed people like longer ones so I may go till about chpt 40. I have so much to do I don't even know where to begin! Step by step! That's how! Thank you all so much for being patient I know I had you worried but I was literally looking for ways to make the chapters more appealing and stuff for you guys. Please stay with me through this!

Harry's POV

"Great! I'll see you guys then!" Gemma said brightly, hanging up her cellphone call and flashing a smile at Harry and Cord at breakfast. It was Thursday morning and she was in her Cowell ranch equestrian uniform, all prepped up for some kind of training.

A yawny Harry cast droopy eyes on her, asking for the time as he threw out some cereal and mixed it up in his milk. Cord grumbled the time through an egg filled mouth.

Twenty-five past seven!? Harry shoved the bowl to his mouth and gulped. He was supposed to be up since two hours earlier but he had spent the night in Louis' room and the aesthetics in there were perfect for a good night's sleep if you were restless and happened to be missing the previous occupant so badly that your eyes watered for lack of blinking.

After dinner last night while he was sitting on the porch steps, Gemma had handed him her phone as Louis had called hers knowing he would not get through to his, and they spent a whole three hours whispering I love yous, I miss yous, and good nights, while Louis cried for reasons Harry guessed had to do with missing him. He fought back the lump in his own throat to whisper soothing things into the phone while he stared at his father's old truck in the driveway the entire time. He reckoned he could drive all the way to Wales now because Louis was such a good teacher... After they finally got the will to hang up, they tried to do it together- on the count of about twenty sets of threes- but was interrupted by Louis' dad, and after they hung up Harry had to stay outside for another hour until his muffled wails stopped and his tears dried up, and his mother went to bed before he went upstairs and tried to sleep. That sleep only came after another hour-and-a-half of blankly staring at the ceiling, and multiple text message exchanges between him and Louis before he dragged his blanket down the stairs and crawled into his bed, inhaling his scent on his pillow, and lining his blanket with his sailing fast asleep.

He wished he could crash back in the bed again and sleep for the rest of the day but he had to get to work on the farm doing daily chores plus extra preparations for the fair.

"Whoah! Good thing you don't have to go through another night of that!" Gemma said, observing his puffy eyes as she leaned on the counter with her hand in her pocket, sipping her coffee. She gave a scanning look at his attire and he realized he was wearing one of Louis' t-shirts; one with a samurai ninja on it. He figured he must have dragged it on in his pining when he entered his room.

"Looks like your man is coming back today!"

Cord choked on his coffee and started coughing it out all over his bread and butter.

"Gemma!" Harry snapped, looking back into the living room to make sure his mother wasn't in earshot of that description of what Louis was to him. He'd die if she ever found out. "Wait- What you mean, 'today'?"

"Don't worry, she went to get some stuff in order for the party Saturday." she said matter-of-factly, knocking her cup on the table to hand Cord a napkin. "-Heard her telling Robin last night that Louis and everyone was coming today to spend the weekend?"

Wiping up his mess, Cord shot a curious eye on Gemma's cup and looked up. "When did you start drinking coffee? You were always a tea person!"

Gemma grabbed the cup and shot for the sink. "What? I have a long day today!"