Is it wrong...If I love you? (SalxLarry)

Chapter 21- Are you ready to do this?

Haii! Once again, sorry for lack of updates. I've been busy helping my sister and I have no time to sleep. This chapter might be a bit whack since I've got a beautiful person sleeping on the end of the phone (finally asleep now ). Also, somehow I got addicted to Mystic messenger...so if anyone would enjoy a MM book please let me know because I'd love to do one. I think that's all for now, apart from the bad news. I'm going to start bringing this book to an end, don't worry, it's going to make a long ass ending but alas. It is coming to an end. Time has skipped since last chapter btw.

Heavy fluff warning and implied smut but nothing explicit. >.<

Knock Knock

"Sal! Open the door, you little shit!"

The door was barely off the latch before Henry pushed the door inwards, startling his son. Sal fell backwards in shock, scrambling backwards in fear.

"Sally Fisher, where the fuck have you been?" He practically screamed in his face. Henry pulled Sal to his feet by one of his ponytails as the young blue tried to pull himself away, yelping in pain. "You can't abandon your father like this! I raised you, I tried to love you after you let your mother die and this is the thanks I get?"

"Dad, please! You don't have to do this!"

"This'll teach you for leaving me!"

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Larry awoke to a shivering Sal, he was tossing and turning in his sleep and making whimpering sounds in his sleep. Larry shook the little blue's shoulders in an attempt for him to wake up. Sal's nightmares always seemed to hold him hostage, never letting him wake before they were over. His dreams were becoming more and more frequent, despite the amount of time that had passed since Henry had been imprisoned.

"Sal? Can you hear me? It's just another dream, it's not real!"

Sal turned again and drew his knees to his chest, now facing away from Larry. The brunette looked down and felt so sorry for his boyfriend, all he wanted to do was help but he knew he couldn't erase the mental or physical scars his dad had left him. Larry lay by Sal's side and held him close, despite him thrashing around in his sleep. Sal's hair was soon wrapped around Larry's fingers as he stroked the blue's head in an attempt to comfort him.

After a while, Sal woke up in tears and buried his head into Larry. Clinging to his lover desperately, as if he was scared that he wasn't real. Larry continued to stroke the soft blue locks near him as Sal wept into his bare chest until he had calmed down enough to speak.

"I'm sorry, Larry...I can't help it."

Larry smiled softly and looked down at the puffy eyed boy.

"Haha, don't be stupid, dude. You know that all I wanna do is help you when you're like this. All I want is for you to be safe."

Sal smiled and put his head back into Larry's chest, taking in the scent of cigarettes and the body spray the brunette always used. Sal had picked it so Larry wore it all the time to please him.

"Anyway, you have to cheer up, you remember what today is, right?"

Sal's mind was too hazy from sleep to remember what was going on, he shook his head. Larry laughed gently and lifted Sal's head so he could see a white dress bag hanging on the back of the door. Sal sat bolt upright and beamed at the sight of the bag. He turned to face Larry, a wide smile spread across his face, immediately changing his mood.

"Yeah, I didn't think it'd take you long to cheer up on prom night." Larry laughed as he pulled Sal closer to kiss his cheek. Sal's excitement could not be contained. He gave Larry a quick peck on the lips in return and ran to take a shower, prom was only 8 hours away and he had so much to do(This is what I think general girls do for prom lol).