Smoke || larry

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Harry and Daniel are left sitting alone in the big house while the other three are off running errands. Harry's been living here and Daniel just comes to say hi after he's done work.

They're both eating - Harrys eating his Lucky Charms that Louis buys for him and Daniel a sandwich. Harry places the spoon in his mouth and slurps back the sugary cereal. It's only 10am and it's a Sunday.

"Are you feeling any better?" Daniel asks politely as he eats his sandwich. Harry turns from the television to face him and swallows his food.

"Yeah I am. Thanks for asking," he grins and Daniel just grins back.

"I'm guessing Louis has a lot to do with that," he smirks and then winks. Harry knows what he's hinting at and just nods and looks down. They actually only had sex once like he promised. Harry doesn't understand why Louis isn't into sex with him.

"Can I ask a personal question?" Harry blurts and Daniel hums while he chews. "How often do you and Matt have sex?"

Daniel doesn't even seem phased by the question and just swallows his last bite before placing the plate on the coffee table.

"Every other day. Sex is good. It's so good with him, you know? Well you don't exactly know, but you understand. It's meaningful," Daniel explains and Harry bites his lip and nods. "Why do you ask?"

Harry feels his face flush from embarrassment and his head gives a jerky shake. How can he tell Daniel that Louis doesn't like sex with him? That Louis avoids it at all costs.

"What? Do you not get enough of it?" He asks and Harrys head snaps up and Daniel looks to be teasing until he sees the younger boys face.

"Oh. Well don't worry about that. Louis is different about sex from what I've heard from Matt... He's not one to like being touched," Daniel shrugs and Harry groans because he knows that. He knows Louis prefers to be the one to do all the pleasing and leave it at that. It took Harry a long time to even be able to give Louis a quick handy, but it's not fair. Harry just wants to please him too.

"Do you think he just doesn't want to do it with me? I know he did it with others before," Harry says. He avoids using Matts name, but Daniel seems to know.

"It was different with Matt. Nothing was intimate which is what scares him. Trust me it has nothing to do with you. I don't think anyone would complain about getting to fuck you," Daniel admits and Harry blushes and leans forward, making sure not to knock his bowl over.

"Would you fuck me? If we both didn't have boyfriends?" Harry says, his eyes gazing over Daniels toned body. He'd probably be into Daniel. Daniel could give him what he wants. He just needs love and more than what Louis is giving him.

"I wouldn't hesitate to, but I have Matt and I'm happy. If you're not happy talk to Louis," Daniel suggests and then he's standing up to leave. Harry watches him go and sighs before leaning back.
At least he's desirable to someone. He just doesn't understand why Louis is so reluctant. He's reluctant about sex and opening up. It's starting to drive Harry mad.

The door opens and he looks up to see Perrie walk in. She just sighs and dramatically flops down on the couch.

"All the girlfriends are here and the boyfriends are nowhere to be seen," she states with a dramatic flail of her arms. Harry just nods and scoops his mushy cereal on his spoon and let's it plop back into his bowl.

"Why the long face?" Perrie pouts and Harry just sighs.

"Because I'm fucking horny and my boyfriend - who I thought liked sex - won't sleep with me," Harry tells her.

"Louis does like sex. Meaningless sex. You mean something," Perrie repeats what Daniel said earlier and Harry groans and stands to his feet.

"If I meant something he'd open up to me!" Harry shouts and Perrie just looks at him in shock.

"Chill. Give him time," she encourages and Harry pulls on his hair.

"It's been 3 months-"

"Since you've known him. That's not long at all. That's a really short time to know someone and you need to calm down. Stay off the drugs for awhile," Perrie advises, glancing at him sideways- almost worried.

"What does drugs have to do with this?"

"They're fucking with your hormones. Seriously, you're angry and upset for no reason," Perrie tells him and Harry jumps up, his bowl crashing to the ground.

"I'm not angry!" He shouts and Daniel comes running in and stares from the bowl to Harry. Perrie has wide eyes and her hands in the air.

"I'm not angry," Harry repeats quieter and Daniel comes over to give him another friendly hug. Harry clings to him and let's himself pretend that Daniel likes him. Louis doesn't. Louis doesn't love him.

"You're okay," Daniel tells him softly and Harry shakes his head and pushes himself closer. Louis' going to leave like everyone else. He's probably sleeping with some guy from his university. He doesn't need Harry. Why would he?
No one else does.

The door opens again but Harry remains in Daniels arms. There's some shuffling and then Matts voice fills the room.

"Hey- is he okay?" Matt worriedly asks and soon Daniels warmth is gone and familiar arms are around him and Harry can smell smoke and cinnamon.

"What happened?" Louis asks him softly and Harry shakes his head.

"He's fucked. Get him off the drugs," Perrie speaks up and Harry whips around to face her, his anger back.

"Fuck off. You have no right to talk. You're just a fucking crack whore," Harry spits out and her eyes go dark too.

"So are you. Haven't had your hit today? It'd explain why you're being a horny, melodramatic bitch," Perrie spits back at him and Harry growls, his fists clenching.

"Alright, let's go upstairs," Louis says and he grabs Harrys hand to drag him away, but Harry pulls back.

"You're going to let her talk to me like that?" Harry asks and Louis swallows and looks down at his feet.

"You started it," Louis mumbles and Harry snorts. His whole body feels sore and his mind is racing. He needs a hit and he needs love and he needs Liam and his mom and his dad and fuck,
he needs Gemma. He can't control all the emotions in his body.

"Why won't you defend me? Do you not love me anymore?" Harry asks paranoid and everyone looks confused at his sudden mood swings.

"Of course I do. Why do you always question that?" Louis asks exasperated and Harry just shrugs.

"Because I feel like you don't or you'll stop," he admits and Louis just sighs and moves forward and kisses his forehead.

"You're crazy. You should know I'll never stop. You're just being paranoid," Louis chuckles, but it's forced.

"I know that deep down... I just feel... I just need a hit right now. That's all," Harry lies. He doesn't need a hit - yes he does - but he needs more too. He's slowly going more insane and he needs Louis to bring him back, but Louis' gone too.