Yorkshire Tea|| Larry AU

28. Trap

Harry looked around at the park. He sadly smiled as he watched a few kids playing around or having small picnics with their family. He missed those days.

He remembered the time whenever he ever gets small cuts on his knees and elbows, his mother and father wouldn't forget to put a kiss on it after they put bandaids.

A small tear left his eye, he wiped it quickly and walked back to his and Liam's apartment. He walked into the living room and looked at Liam.

Liam looked at him and smiled but quickly turned into a frown. "What's wrong, bub?"

"Nothing." Harry glumly said, walking into the kitchen and taking a bottle of water. He sat on the chair and placed the bottle on the dining table after he drank water.

He stared at the table and he felt his chest tightened. Too much insecurities got into his head. He ignored how his eyes started to water up. He let his tears fall freely down his cheeks.

He forced himself to think about the things that he had done that made people happy but it was useless. Too much negativity and insecurities went inside his head.

He felt trapped.

He saw Liam walk into the kitchen in the corner of his eye. He didn't bother to speak. Both of them were just quiet and Harry pretended to not notice Liam's eyes scanning him.

He stood up and walked to his room afterwards.

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"Where is he?" Louis asked, Liam nodded towards Harry's room. Louis nodded and thanked him with a smile before walking to Harry's room.

He knocked lightly, not wanting to disturb Harry.

"Can I come in, love?" Louis gently, not wanting to upset Harry. When he heard a small mumble of 'yes', he walked in and closed the door behind him.

He sees Harry on the bed, blanket over his head and the room was dim. He carefully sat on the bed and placed his hand on Harry's hip, rubbing it softly.

"I brought you something, angel." Louis said, he doesn't want to bring up the topic immediately. He doesn't want to upset Harry more.

"What is it?" Harry asked, cheerfulness not existent in his voice. He slowly sat up and looked at Louis, his eyes and nose still red.

Louis tried to ignore it. He just wants to hug Harry and tell him it's gonna be okay on whatever his boyfriend is going through.

Louis reaches for the sunflower that he bought on his way here. He sees the small glow in Harry's eyes which made him smile.

"You didn't have to..."

"You're right but I wanted to. It reminds me of you. Every time I see a sunflower, I always think about how this flower resembles happiness because of its color and it reminds me of you because you're always happy and smiling whenever you're with people."

Harry blushed at his boyfriend's words, taking the flower that Louis offered and kissed Louis' cheek lightly.

"Thank you." Harry shyly said and left to place the flower on a small vase before coming back to sit next to Louis.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Louis slowly asked and opened his arms for Harry, who immediately went in, melting in his boyfriend's arms.

"I-I just felt sad.. I was at the park today and I saw people with their family. I miss being a kid. I miss being with my parents. Then I thought about us, about other people. I started getting insecure about myself. I-I don't want to be sad again, Lou."

"We'll work through it, yeah? About your parents, how about we visit them sometime?"

"A-Are you serious?" Harry gasped, hugging Louis tightly as Louis nodded.

"Now, about the missing being a kid thing, I'm sure everybody still have the kid that they were. We can go somewhere you want and we can do the things that you've been wanting to do since you were a kid." Louis suggested, rubbing Harry's back.

"Baby, I don't want you to feel insecure. I won't get tired saying you're beautiful. Everybody is beautiful. You're beautiful in a unique way. You shouldn't look down at yourself. You should lift your chin up and look on the brighter side. I know it's hard sometimes but hey, I'm always here, aren't I?"

Harry sniffled, nodding in his boyfriend's neck, where his face is hidden and tucked.

"I'm sorry.."

"For what, darling?"

"Everything."

"Oh, don't be. If anything, you should be thankful."

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