The Fake Relationship | LARRY

twenty nine

Hey guys, I am so sorry for the late update. I will explain a little bit on the why it was so late. Mentally and physically I haven't been very well. I only have one working kidney and it always gives me a lot of grieve, especially when I am dehydrated. Living in Australia where it is pretty much always hot doesn't help. Another reason is my boyfriend tried to commit suicide recently and I have been trying my hardest to be there for him and support him, despite him just recently moving back to his home country. Shit has just been all over the place and I really want to apologise. These are the main reasons and I hope you can all just forgive me.

On a happier note, TFR almost has 100k and you have no idea what this means to me. Thank you all for every comment, vote and read.

Dedication goes to larrysangeI bc of all the support she gives me and the way she hypes me and this up. I love you so much erin xx

also shoutout to mia and cat, if you're reading this, i love you

I won't put a target this time, I'll write the chapter hella soon and just post it x

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"Harry did the same thing!" Anne exclaimed happily which caused Jay to let out a playful gasp as the two mothers looked over at their sons.

"They were meant to be from the start," Jay informed. The whole dinner so far was exactly the same throughout. Anne and Jay just used every moment to talk about Louis and Harry's relationship, comparing childhood stories and using them to further concrete the already overgrowing adoration they had for the couple.

Louis and Harry had been sitting side by side in almost complete silence the entire time. It was awkward for them ever since what had happened in the hall earlier on. 

Louis' thoughts were all over the place, jumbled around like an unmade puzzle of 1,000 pieces.  It was the one time that Louis didn't know how to make a joke to make light of a situation.

The smaller boy's body felt hot, over-heated when his mind raced to when Harry had pushed him against the wall. He knew it wasn't right to feel these things, Louis knew what it meant to feel these things.

"Mum?" Harry questioned.

"Yes?" Both mothers inquired back instantaneously because apparently both of them was Harry's mother.

"Can you please refrain from embarrassing me at the dinner table?" Harry quizzed, his tone was playful but Louis could tell that the older boy was tense, judging by his body language.

"Would you like us to move out the back and do it?" Anne shot back which cause Louis to stifle a laugh. It was moments like this that Louis found it easy to forget that this whole thing was based off a lie. Maybe that was because it was easier than properly facing the reality of the situation.

Harry found himself just drowning out their parent's conversation, thoughts too enclosed by Louis. This shouldn't have been very surprising to him considering it had been the same ever since Harry had first started to come to terms that he had feelings for Louis.

"So, have you been seeing Xavier?" Louis questioned quietly so that the parents couldn't hear. Harry turned to face the smaller boy, double checking that the parents were busy in their own discussion.

"Are you really wanting to ask me that? Out of curiosity or jealousy?" Harry quizzed, watching as Louis' face practically paled.

"I was curious..." Louis murmured.

"Yeah," Harry scoffed, "Okay then."

"So, have you?" Louis inquired, timidly.

"Yes, I have. Things have been going good," Harry informed. The curly haired boy felt like punching himself for what had just come out of his mouth. He was a fucking idiot.