Eccedentesiast || Larry

23. Caring

(For those of you who have read this before, you may remember a blowjob scene being here. I've deleted that, as previously stated. If you want to read it you can message me, it's not important to the story at all. Just know it happened as we move forward. This scene is directly after that).
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"Louis?" Harry whispers, squeezing his hand beneath the covers.

"Yes, Harry?"

"This boy from my school is throwing a party this Friday as a sort of welcoming," Harry nervously says.

"Welcoming of what?"

"Welcome back to school, I guess. Um, but, I was just telling you so that you knew, or whatever."

They're both quiet for a few moments, neither of them quite knowing what to say. That is, until Louis cuts a knife through the silence and speaks up.

"You're not going," he says plainly.

"Excuse me?" Harry asks, dumbfounded, pulling his hand away from Louis' immediately.

Louis sighs. "It's a high school party, H, people will be drunk and high and there will literally be couples having sex all over the place. That's just not a scene you belong in," Louis shrugs, no emotion on his face whatsoever. Well, not that Harry can see in the darkness.

Harry's sitting up now, glaring at Louis. "Since when do you know where I belong? It's my choice if I want to go or not and, by the way, I'm going."

Louis actually laughs at that. This makes Harry even angrier, because Louis looks so beautiful but Harry's so mad at him. He wants to go to the party just to spite Louis. "Okay, babe, whatever you say."

"Why do you even care?" Harry huffs.

"I care because- because I care about you. I don't want you to get hurt." The hand that was previously held by Harry's has been brought up to his mouth, and Louis is biting his nails, a nervous habit that Harry has caught him doing on several occasions.

"I'll be fine, Lou. I promise," Harry whispers so faintly that Louis barely hears it. That promise is solidified when Harry leans down and presses his lips softly against Louis' for a few seconds, then pulls away and smiles at him.

Louis smiles in return. "Alright."

Harry lays back onto Louis' chest, no longer angry, wrapping his arms around Louis' torso and kissing the exposed skin near his neck. Louis tightens his grip around Harry's waist.

It is then that Harry remembers something from long ago. "Lou, what did you mean when you said that everyone you've ever cared about has left you?"

Louis visibly stiffens under Harry. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Harry sits up again even though Louis relentlessly tries to tug him down. "Do not lie to me, Louis William."

"Okay, Harry Edward."

"I'm serious," Harry warns. He leans over Louis and turns on the lamp that's sat on his bedside table.

Louis takes a deep breath in before he speaks again.

"I meant that nobody has ever stayed in my life for very long. They've all left, every single one of them, and the people that don't leave are fake Hollywood stars that only like me because they have to like me, not because they truly enjoy my company."

Harry looks into Louis' eyes, grabbing his hand once again, letting him know that everything is okay.

"I'm not going anywhere, Lou."

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(woooow, longest chapter in this whole book, i think. also, LARRY SMUT (kind of) HAS ARRIVED YOU ALL ARE V WELCOME. SORRY IT'S NOT FULL ON SEX OOPS.

wait okay i now realise that i told you "things. are. going. down." and this is not what i meant so be ready. like. next chapter.

as you can see in this chapter (and many others) harry and louis fight more often than not. it just goes to show that not every relationship is going to be shits and giggles—there will be troubles. and, funny thing is, these two aren't even together. weird how that works, innit?

QOTC: predictions for what's going to happen at the party?

i started a book filled with just larry one shots. check that out if you want.)