Larry One Shots

In Love?

A/N: *TRIGGER WARNING*

Contains Self-harm. Don't read if that is triggering you.

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'Liam? Hurry I don't have time!' Louis answers the phone. 'Louis I dunno what's the matter but Harry locked himself into your flat and it seems like something happened!' Louis sighs. 'I am coming'

Louis unlocks the door to their shared flat. 'Harry?' he asks. 'Harold? You there?' His voice gets louder. He was going on a date with Eleanor and now he was here, looking for his best friend who was clearly pulling jokes on him again.

'M here' Louis heard a quiet voice from the bathroom. He went upstairs and knocked on the door. 'Harry?' No answer. 'Haz let me in! Hazza please!' 'Why are you here Louis? You were supposed to go out with El..' 'I know Harold but the boys called me that you're not aright. Tell me what's wrong honey' Dear lord has he just called his best friend Honey?! He could hear Harry sliding down the door and then he could hear quiet sobbing.

'It won't stop bleeding Louis. It won't stop. The blood is everywhere.' he said.

Louis sucked in air. 'What happened Harry? What?' He can't and doesn't want to believe that Harry had hurt himself.

'It is fucking bleeding Louis and it won't stop!' Harry yells but then ends up sobbing.

'Hazza fucking god open the door!' Louis yells back. He doesn't know why he started trembling all over and his heart raced at the thought of his best friend lying in there hurt and maybe dying.

He hears the klicking noise of the door unlocking and his heart flutters. Louis takes a deep breath, not knowing what to expect and enters the bathroom.

'Oh fuck' Louis breathes. 'Fuck fuck fuck fuck.' Harry is sitting on the floor, his wirst clenched to his chest. Blood is gently and steadily dripping to the floor, mixed with Harry's salty tears.

'Come here Boo' Louis says softly. He wraps his arms around the younger boy. 'Shhh'. He strokes Harry's back.

Then Louis stands up to get bandages. Harry starts shaking again. He grabs Louis' wrist to make him stay. 'I'll just go and get some bandages for you baby.' And again. Baby.

Louis gently picks up Harry's wrist. He places little kisses on every of the cuts and whispers between every kiss 'Harry please don't do it' 'Haz you are wonderful' 'You deserve better than that' and 'Oh honey'. Harry flinches and attempts to draw his hand back at the beginning but then he closes his eyes and lets Louis clean up his cuts.

'Does it hurt love?' Louis asks as he wraps a bandage around Harry's wrist carefully. 'It always hurts' the younger boy answers 'Every second of my life it hurts.'

Louis bites his lip to not tear up. He has to stay strong for Harry now. 'I don't care if you cry' Harry says softly 'I am used to tears. And I could understand if you'd leave.' Now Louis starts crying too.

'I didn't recognize. I see you every fucking day and I didn't recognize. I am so sorry Haz. So sorry' he sobs. Harry pulls him close and wipes his tears away.

'DON'T YOU COMFORT ME NOW! I AM A BAD PERSON AND IT'S ALL ABOUT YOU NOW OKAY? YOU ARE THE ONE WHO IS OBVIOUSLY HURT AND I SHOULD BE COMFORTING YOU NOT YOU ME HARRY!' Louis yells. Harry flinches.

'I am sorry babe' Louis says quietly and pulls Harry on his lap. 'Tell me what's wrong Harold. You can tell me everything' Louis says and holds Harry thighter as if he's scared the younger boy could break to pieces if he'd let him go.

'My life is messed up Louis. Just look at the death treats. I am not worthy to be with you guys. You are all so loved and amazing singers and I am here trying to control my voice and' Harry trails off.

Louis is shocked for a second, then he gently strokes Harry's cheek. 'Harry...don't listen to them. They just don't know you. You are truly amazing and don't tell any of the boys but...if I had anyone of you to live with forever...it would be you. You came into my life like a big sun consisting of laugh and loveliness and dimples and curls and Harry I really love you. You are my family.'

Harry rests his head on Louis chest and Louis can feel he is crying so he just strokes his head gently and plays with his curls.

'Please tell me how I can help you Hazza' Louis begs. Harry looks up under his tear-wet lashes. He looks down to his way too big hands and then bites his lip. 'There is one thing I'd like to do...' he stutters.

'Go on Harry. I am always there for you. Whatever you wish.'

The younger boy takes a deep breath, then pulls the older boy closer and kisses him softly.

Louis lips are soft on his and their mouths move perfectly together. Harry pulls away and smiles under his tears. 'Thank you Louis.'

Louis looks startled, like he doesn't understand what was going on. 'Louis...I know this is probably too much for you for one day but...I am gay. And I am so fucking scared for anyone to find out...I don't wanna be different..'

Louis lies his finger on Harry's lips. 'Harry...I'll try to tell you what I feel and i want you to listen..okay i never thought about being gay. I always dated girls and I've been dating El for 2 years now...but that kiss...I dunno..I felt alive? I felt something. I felt something inside me move, something that is completely out when I am with El. Harry..could it be possible that I like you?'

Harry bites his lip to force down a smile. 'Yes' he answers.

'You are a good choice' Louis says 'I couldn't think of a better guy to have a crush on.'

'You'd take me even with my scars and with knowing how messed up I am?' Harry says hopefully.

Louis lets out a quiet laugh. 'Hazza you are perfect! And your scars make you who you are and I will kiss every single one of them until they are gone.'

Harry smiles, showing his big dimples. 'Is it okay if I kiss you?' he asks rhe older boy carefully. 'You don't have to ask, beautiful' Louis answers and burries his hands in Harry's curls as they kiss, Harry still sitting on Louis lap in the same room where Louis had found him slicing his own skin short time before.

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A/N: i'm giving myself feels with re-reading this, damn me!