Your Infection's my Discretion (Larry Stylinson - Vampire AU)[On Hold]

Chapter 13 (mature... a bit)

08/12/14-

There is a bit of a mature part in this chapter. It's not very detailed but I think it's quite long, though. It will most likely be shit because it's the first I've written something of the like. It's after Delilah's tiny appearance in the chapter.

So, if you don't want to read the mature bit, then just skip to the little "*" asterix, star thing and read from there. But it's not that mature cos it's not very detailed.

Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy this chapter and sorry if it's shit.

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Harry sat nervously in his seat, his arms folded across his chest, ankles crossed and seat belt secured tightly on his lap as the plane began to ascend. Louis glanced worriedly over at him. Ever since the text, Harry hadn't really spoken and he had to force him to eat and he was worried. He understood why he was nervous and he couldn't help but feel concerned. He didn't know what Harry was feeling, the boy had shut him and everyone else out and just stopped talking completely.

Louis didn't know what to say but he just stayed close to the younger vampire, he was sat next to him and placed a comforting hand on his thigh. Harry didn't turn to look at him but seemed to relax under his tough immediately and Louis felt just a little bit better at the response. Neither of them spoke and just listened as the lady in the front spoke about the safety on the plane and Niall and Liam speaking quietly behind them, listening as they told jokes to each other and their quiet laughter.

They were going to be on the plane for eight hours to London and then a two hour car ride to Cheshire. Harry had informed his mum that he and a few friends were coming, but he hadn't told her that he was just coming to elect an alpha and then leave again. He didn't plan on staying in Holmes Chapel long.

"Harry, are you okay?" Louis asked quietly. He wasn't sure if he'd speak at all but it hurt him when he didn't get an answer back. He was beginning to get frustrated that he didn't know how Harry was feeling, he didn't like being shut out. But he accepted that this was possibly keeping Harry's shit together, to keep him from losing it like he had when he had first gotten the text.

The first hour on the plane had been quiet, no one was making any noise, no crying babies, screaming children or annoying people constantly asking the airhostesses for anything. But the second hour seemed to finally spark up some life on the plane as the buzzing with noise as a movie was being played and people had finally gotten comfortable with one another and began to socialise.

And the second hour had gotten Harry to finally take notice of his surroundings and he began to look around, silently observing everyone and everything. He watched the airhostesses scurry up and down the aisles, attending to passengers, getting them drinks, snacks and all the other things that'd been asked for. He noticed the distress of some passengers, how they were afraid OF the plane itself, the nervous flyers.

And he had finally opened back up, allowing Louis back in. Louis noticed the change immediately and whipped his head over in Harry's direction and gave the curly haired vampire a small, reassuring smile. His small smile didn't falter when it wasn't returned but it widened when Harry relaxed even more at the sight of it.

"Are you alright now?" he asked softly, his hand moving from his thigh to the lad's hand. They both looked down at the change and in contact and Harry cleared his throat.

"Ugh, no, if I'm honest... but I, uh... I can't continue to act this way, now can I?" Harry forced out a smile. Louis knew it was forced, but felt that they were getting somewhere finally. "So... uh... I don't even know how to start this conversation." He gave an awkward laugh before sighing and shaking his head slightly.