Criminal || Larry Stylinson Mob AU

Chapter Nine : Medium

The silence in the atmosphere weighed like a sword on a waist. Heavy and death threatening. The occupants of the car were committing themselves to everything except for one another. Their gazes refused to meet one another and words weren't willing to address any of the circumstances which occurred.

Everything had proceeded too easily. Ernesto had given a statement against Fleming and there was video evidence of the police officer admitting that he had placed the drugs in the warehouse, resulting in the immediate release of the Mobster.

Harry had no idea what Louis underwent to get him out of prison like the way Liam told him but he was proud of having Louis by his side through thick and thin.

On seeing his hand placed on the seat, Harry put his own on top of it and felt his husband turn his hand only to intertwine their fingers which eventually prompted Harry to take a step forward and kissed the back of Louis' hand, initiating the man to look at him but with a sadness which Harry couldn't decipher the reason of.

No sooner did they step into the house, Louis turned towards him and just stared at Harry. He didn't mutter a word while the Mobster just took the man's hand and brought him closer to himself. "Do you have any idea how grateful I am to you?"

"Are you always grateful to the people you cheat on?" Louis threw back in riposte and that broke Harry's bubble of assumptions. "What do you mean, doll?"

"Harry, I'm tired," he said exasperatedly, sighing, "do you really not know what you did?"

"Louis, baby," he began cupping his cheeks, "what's wrong?"

Louis walked up to the DVD and switched on the television. The video which began to play was the Mobster with a woman barely clothed straddling him while he reached out to her to pull her closer and hastily placed his lips on her own.

The video concluded and Louis was looking at Harry, who had a stoic expression looming over his visage, for any sort of an explanation. Without a word, Harry went up to his room and left Louis in the lounge who did not know how to react to the sudden series of actions.

In a few minutes, Harry emerged from his room with another CD in his hand and handed it over to Louis which had the words 'Chad's bachelor party- 2013'. "Play it."

Louis did as he was told and the CD began with Harry in the same outfit with the same woman doing the exact same thing with the same background. They were photocopies of one another.

"Besides the fact that this happened before I married you, that CD is not authentic because I wasn't even in Venice on that Friday." Harry educated and further continued to explain to his husband, "I was in Messina and I lied to you because I was overseeing the final design of our house."

Confusion came down upon him in ripples of drizzling rain and a thunderstorm all at once. Louis just blinked at Harry, how could such a situation even arise was something he couldn't fathom. Before he could tread further on this thought spiral, Harry switched the television off and took Louis' hands in his own.

"Louis, I've never cheated on you." He told him with sincerity dripping from his words. His expression had softened considerably, "I've never slept with anybody in the past two years."

Louis freed himself from Harry's hand but reached back to hold him and lead him to his room. "Sit." He said and opened his wardrobe to remove a worn out adidas shoe box and opened it to reveal envelopes. Many envelopes. Which Louis hastily opened and poured the contents out. Photograph after photograph stumbled down the covers and Harry's eyebrows furrowed as he inspected each of them with a scrutinising gaze.

"Are they not real too?!"

Harry put the box away and looked at him, cupping his cheek with one hand and holding his hand in the other, "Louis I have no idea who has sent these to you but that just looks like me but I've never done that."