The Fake Relationship | LARRY

thirty one

Hi babies, here's an update. Thank you so much for 106k reads. I am unbelievably grateful for all the support this story gets.

I'm in a great mood bc I came out to my mum yesterday finally. I feel amazing and that a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

Dedication goes to kissymedicine28 because she's he cutest and it's her birthday (which is the reason that I decided to update today) please wish her a happy birthday in the comments. Love you x

I stayed up til 3am to write this for her and it's 3,000 words long so please show it some love and if there's any mistakes, I'm sorry ksks

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"Lou, you got to wake up," Harry informed, shaking Louis' body gently in an attempt to wake the smaller boy. Louis stirred around, peaking up at Harry, with his eyes still slightly closed.

Harry rolled his eyes, rubbing Louis' back and watching as the smaller boy cuddled into his pillows, trying his hardest to pretend that he was still sleeping.

"I know you're awake, Louis," Harry said. Louis stirred once again, peaking at Harry before closing his eyes fully.

"I'm asleep, go away."

"People who are asleep can't talk," Harry shot back, his hand still resting on the back of Louis, rubbing soothing circles. The smaller boy moved to pull Harry down onto the bed with him, laying his head onto Harry's chest.

"You didn't hear shit, fool," Louis replied, a soft smile playing on his lips. Harry let out a content sigh, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy, wanting to relish in the fact that it felt so right to have Louis in his arms.

"Whatever you say, you're the boss," Harry teased. Louis cuddled into Harry's chest, reaching up to delicately stroke Harry's arm that was holding him.

"I prefer to be called a power bottom."

And that caused Harry to choke on air. Louis sat up when Harry gasped out loud, helping the taller boy to sit up before reaching for the glass of water that sat on the nightstand and handing it to Harry.

Harry took a sip before looking back at Louis who seemed pretty smug judging by the smirk that was on his lips. Louis grabbed the glass from Harry to place it back on the bedside table.

"You can't just say things like that, Mickey," Harry informed. Louis' smirk grew wider, clearly enjoying himself.

"And why is that, Bambi? Can't handle the heat?" Louis taunted. Harry rolled his eyes at the smaller boy.

Louis shoved at Harry's shoulder playfully. The taller boy didn't move an inch which caused Louis to scowl at him.

"I thought you were a power bottom, you can't even push me over," Harry mocked. Louis narrowed his eyes at Harry.

"It's not my fault that you're some type of sacred tree," Louis said. Harry let out a loud laugh at Louis' words. The smaller boy couldn't help but laugh with him, letting himself be wrapped up in Harry's arms when the taller boy pulled him to his chest.

"Such a small baby," Harry cooed. Louis tried to get out of Harry's arms in a tantrum but Harry just tightened his grip, causing Louis to let out a huff.

"Why did you wake me up anyway?" Louis questioned.

"We have to leave to get going to- wait I actually don't know where we are going. I was never given the specifics," Harry answered. Louis rolled his eyes.