Forever Young

Don't Let Me Go (Larry Stylinson)

My hand was stretched out as far as I could reach possibly to the other side of the bed, and the feeling of Harry’s presence was nonexistence. I had always feared waking up from what felt like a dream and having him far from me. Almost every night I had nightmares of waking up next to Harry and him not realizing I was there, almost like he was ignoring me.

Each night I dreamt of that I would be woken up by a worried Harry hovering over me with sad eyes, after a few times he knew exactly what it was. Each time he would take me, pushing the sweaty hair away from my eyes. “You had the nightmare again didn’t you Lou?” He would ask every time, I would simply nod allowing him to pull me into a close embrace.

“You okay Lou?” Harry asks walking out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. “You scared the shit out of me!” I tell him, rolling my eyes. “Sorry, didn’t mean to frighten you. I just had to shower, you could have come in to check instead of laying there having a heart attack...” Harry replied pulling a button down shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans out of the dresser. “Hey, that’s my shirt.” I say standing up, “It’s okay; you wear mine so I’m going to wear yours.” Harry said smiling and pulling the sleeves up to his elbows and buttoning up the shirt.

“Fine I’m going to shower...” I tell him walking into the shared bathroom, the fog still on the mirror. I pull off my boxers and shirt and get in the shower, running water through my hair before putting the shampoo in my hair and then wash it out quickly. “Hey Lou, you want to go out for breakfast?” Harry says peeking in, “Sure thing.” I reply spitting out the water that had slipped in through my lips when I spoke.

When I finish I step out of the shower, dry my body and then shake my hair in the towel. “Hurry up, by the time you’re done getting ready it will be lunch time.” Harry says from the bottom of the stairs, I roll my eyes, he had always been impatient. "Would you like me to go naked?" I demand peeking out of the bathroom. “Yes, I would much enjoy that.” Harry replied raising his eyebrows and gesturing for me to hurry up. “I shouldn’t have asked.” I say walking into the bedroom where Harry had apparently picked out something for me to wear.

I look through it all, he had picked out a dark blue tee and a jean jacket because it was colder than usual, under the shirt and jacket was a pair of black skinny jeans, “What’s with him and his black skinny jeans?” I ask myself pulling the jeans on. “So you liked what I picked out?” Harry asked from the doorway, “Yeah, I didn’t think I had a choice with the skinny jeans seeing as they’re your signature thing...” I tell him pulling on the t-shirt followed by the jacket, “Well thanks for taking my feelings into consideration, now that you’re fully clothed, let’s go." Harry said grabbing my hand and pulling me along as quickly as he could.

*A/N Sorry I wasn't on, but hey I'm trying to write this nicely so if it takes forever for me to update I sorry :((. But here is the first little bit of the fic :))*