Pink (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 18

"Don't you sometimes feel like you are falling apart but no one can tell that you are because you have this image you put up and are to scared to break apart?" Harry asked Louis.
Louis looked over to Harry with a small frown. "I guess so." Harry smiles softly at Louis and tosses a balled up sock that he had laying around in his room to the shorter lad.
"How do you deal with it?" Harry later then asks.

Louis thought about it. The last he remembers about feeling the way Harry is describing was when he was recovering from his domestic abuse. He always kept wondering how two high schoolers in love will suddenly turn to something so toxic and so dangerous. They were young and louis didn't believe that it could've happened to him. They were at Harry's house today. The smell of fresh baked cookies swarmed the beautiful home. Harry was happily touching his things to distract his mind from wandering places. Louis began to notice that sort of behavior Harry would put out. He always figured the lad had some sort of anxiety, but who didn't?
"I don't know how I dealt with it," Louis said. "I guess I just decided to keep moving forward with my life and to make sure it doesn't completely fall apart."

Nothing else was said from Harry's part after that. Louis was too busy working on his senior project to put his focus on Harry. Which is pretty much the whole point of this project. However, Louis wanted to write down his first impressions and judgment he had towards him. He needed to put it in to detail, but he couldn't figure out any way to do it because Harry is just there doing nothing, but giving Louis this fluttery feeling in his stomach. It confuses Louis a lot.

"Did you know that there are about six thousand transgender people in the military?" Harry then asks. Louis smiles softly, "no I did not."
"Only eight million out of the six billion dollars a year are used for their medical expenses which isn't a big deal. However, Trump is banning any more transgender people to enlist in the military because he wants the money used for more guns and ammunition."

Louis didn't respond to that fact. Instead, he looked at the time on his laptop and noticed that it was almost time for him to go.
"How far did you get on your senior project?" Louis asks. Harry didn't seemed bothered that the shorter lad changed the topic.
"I finished it."

Louis snorted, "you finished it?"
"Yeah," Harry answered. "I wrote what I wanted to write and I'm done with it." Louis looked over at Harry. "But you have yet to discover my deepest and darkest secrets."

Harry shrugged, "I don't need to know all your secrets to know who you are."

"Well then," Louis say. "Let's hear it."

Harry sits up from his bed and walks towards his backpack that was sat right on top of his desk. He pulled out his laptop that had so many stickers put on the lid of the screen. Louis read and took mental pictures of every sticker because those stickers are what Harry believed in and liked. To Louis, that was important information to know.

"So," Harry began to say. "I re-wrote everything because I thought this version is way better than the other."

"Okay." Louis says. The lad sits with his laptop lid closed to have his attention on Harry who was smiling at him.

"Louis Tomlinson," Harry reads. "He's the type of guy to not take anyone's shit. He is the type to stand up for what he believes in, and isn't a hypocrite."

"However, underneath all this sass and strength is someone who once was fragile. Louis has his secrets. Some of which he trusted me enough to tell. He is scared of a lot of things, things that a lot of people are afraid of. Like the feeling of being loved because love is different for everyone. He is afraid of trusting and afraid of being touched. Not in the way everyone might think."

"However," Harry clears his throat. "I don't need to know all his secrets to know that he is the best human being I know. He is an inspiration to many without knowing it. He can show you a good time and being around him just makes me feel so damn happy. He is the type to be up for trying new things and experiencing new things because he wants to know how it feels like to be different. Louis Tomlinson is different. He's different in a way that makes him so fucking special. Under this very cruel world we live in, he somehow manages to make me see the world more than black and white. I am now starting to see the world a little more...pink."

Louis looks at Harry with a small smile on his face. His heart was beating against his chest really fast. His stomach kept fluttering as if he were to have a cage full of butterflies. This feeling was all too familiar to Louis. He wanted to deny it. Deny that he may have feelings for Harry Styles. These feelings are for a crazy lad who likes to dye his hair pink,  and wear pink tutus and paint his nails pink, and have pink walls, and demand a pink locker like the one Sharpay had from High School Musical. This boy who was seeing black and white saw Louis In pink and that made him feel dizzy. That made him feel what he tried so hard not to.

"Fuck you Harry Styles." Louis manages to say with a small smile on his face.
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It's been a while I know!! A year to be exact!!! However I updated Bc I am starting to feel like myself. I know this chapter is vv short because Louis is starting to realize shit and Harry is starting to be more of a sunshine than usual. However, the chapters will start getting longer towards the end of the story which is for another 10 or less chapters.

I hope you enjoyed this mini update though as I start to get ready to plot the remaining chapters!
Lmk what ya think!!