Guardian Angel: Larry Stylinson

Chapter 5: Hidden Secrets

Louis' Pov.

I laid, tucked in the covers with Harry's arms securely wrapped around me. It was a stormy night and the lightening caused me to flinch every now and then. Besides this dreadful weather, there were plenty of other thoughts on my mind not allowing me to rest. I could hear Harry's snores and whimpers; probably having a nightmare. His curls fell freely over his face, lips slightly parted. I chuckled a little at that thought of him looking like a baby; however, it didn't take too long for that smile to wipe off of my face. I couldn't get over the fact that we were the only two left and I did a lot of wishful thinking, when it came to Harry, hoping he wouldn't up and leave as well. It's been four days; we've heard from Zayn twice and he seems to have found a peace of mind, though he did cry the first time I spoke to him on the phone. He pleaded his case about how he wish he could've stayed and been a better supportive system, but he was at a weak place. Niall, on the other hand, hasn't reached out at all. I couldn't help, but worry about him throughout these entire days. I called his mom and she constantly spoke of his twenty-four-seven outings and not being home much.

"Haz?" I shook him, gently, by the shoulders. He grunted, eyes flinching; however, he didn't budge to wake up. "Haz, wake up." I said, in my whining voice. His eyes flinched again, then opened, revealing his beautiful orbs. In the dark, they appeared a darker green, per-usual.

"Lou, it's only one in the morning." His deep, melodic tone sent shivers down my spine. I lost my train of thought, for a moment, and my eyes focused in one his pink, plump lips. How would they feel pressed against mine? That was the question that taunted my mind. My heart rate picked up and, if curiosity is paying us a visit tonight, I'm sure he could feel it. Without much thought behind it, I traced the outline of his lips with one of my fingers; the texture was soft. Our eye met and there wasn't any resistance.

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Harry's Pov.

His fingers traced the outline of my lips. I closed my eyes, almost in memorization; I wasn't sure what was becoming of this moment, or what his intentions were, but my heart has a mind of its' own. I opened my eyes and the distance between us was paper-thin. Something inside me was setting a trigger, a trigger that would cause me to kiss him; would I regret it? Of course not; however, he's my best friend and I can't just make a move like that, especially when this could be a one-sided thing. My feelings for him are beyond that of what a normal friendship consists of and I'm not even one percent sure he feels the same way.

"Haz?" His tone was soft, nearly silent. My heart rate was picking up. I gulped, slightly, hoping he didn't notice the nerves that struck my body.

"Yes, Lou?" Just as he opened his mouth, my phone started to ring. I was startled for a moment, forgetting that I didn't put it on silent. "Hold on." I got out of bed and stumbled in the dark; finding my phone wasn't that hard, seeing as the screen was lit. "Mom?"

"Harry!" Her voice was very high-pitched, though worrisome.

"Hey, mom. You do know what time is it, right?" I asked her, now looking at the alarm clock near the dresser.

"Yes, I do; but, seeing as you answered, clearly, you weren't asleep." She chuckled a bit. "How is everyone doing? I haven't heard from you in a while, Harry. That's unacceptable."

"Mom." I lowered my voice a bit. "You know how things have been around here."

"I know, honey. I'm very sorry. I'm just concerned. I don't get any calls as much and it worries me."

"I'm sorry. I'll be sure to call more often." I assured her.

"That's all I ask of you. Anyways, that's not the reason I called. Liam's mom stopped by this past afternoon." My eyes bulged a bit and I could see Louis mumbling something; probably interested in knowing what was going on, so I placed the phone on speaker and sat down on the bed near him. Our heads leaned against each other, causing me to blush, slightly.