Louis' Secret.... (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 40

Hi guys, here's a new chapter! Well It's short but it's a filler. Like i had to put this between chapter 39 and 41. Sorry if you don't like it. I'm kinda starting to dislike this story, i don't know why though...It's a temporary thing, i promise...

Anyways, hope you'll like this story and as always....

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Chapter 40

-Harry-

I showered as fast as I could and made my way back to the bedroom. Louis was dressed and ready, waiting for me to do the same. “Where are we going?” He suddenly asked. “Well. I thought we could like go to some clubs, ask some people if they know Erica. Since she’s famous in the drug business right?” Louis’ eyes widened and he smiled. “Yeah, sounds like a good idea.” He sounded surprised. “what? Didn’t expect it?” I joked. “Well, actually no. I mean, I don’t want to sound rude but you don’t like…sometimes you’re really stupid.” He said blushing and with a small smile. If he would’ve said that a week or two ago, I would’ve punched and kicked him but now I couldn’t help but smile back. He was adorable and it was impossible for me to be mad at him.  “Well, we should go! We have a long day ahead of us.” Louis jumped up and speed walked towards the front door of our hotel room. I chuckled and walked after him, locking the door behind me.

Louis was already waiting by the elevators when I arrived. “So…I’m stupid?” I asked smirking. I walked towards him making him walk backwards, his back pressed against the wall. “i-i…no?” I leaned down and pressed my lips on his. It was a short, heated yet gentle kiss. I leaned back and saw Louis looking down, red as a tomato. “You’re cute when you blush.” I commented and right then the elevator door opened and we both walked inside.

We were walking around for hours, walking in and out of clubs. Asking every person in there if they knew an certain women named Erica. No one know her, not even when Louis described her. He stuttered a lot tho, I didn’t blame him. Some guys looked rather rough. I also noticed how some of the rough looking men, were looking at Louis with nothing but disgust in their eyes. I felt bad for Lou, I just hoped he didn’t notice.

“Well…This is not going well.” Louis suddenly mumbled after we exited another club. I just sighted in response. “Let’s just go back to the hotel. I’m tired and hungry.” Louis was sad, I knew he just wanted to stop for today because he couldn’t handle another rejection or another ‘no’. It was around 3pm when we arrived back at the hotel. “Hey, you said Liam and the others were coming right? Do you know when and…Where?” “I actually have no idea, you think I should give them the name of our hotel?” I frowned when we walked into the elevator. Louis just shrugged. “babe?” he didn’t answer. I leaned forward so my body was pressed against his. My arm curled around his body so I could reach the buttons. I pressed on the red one and the elevator immediately stopped. “HARRY!” Louis yelled and pushed me away, he tried to turn himself around so he could start the lift again but I stopped him. I wrapped my hands around his wrists and pressed them to me chest. “what the fuck are you doing?” he hissed looking me straight in the eyes. I smirked and leaned down, I pressed a light kiss on the corners of his mouth and leaned back. “what’s wrong baby? I don’t like you being sad.” I whispered. “well that’s a first!” Louis snapped and I immediately dropped his hands. I frowned. “what?” “I don’t get you Harry. I just don’t. You must be bipolar or something cuz nothing else can explain your behavior! Just stop it and for once, decide what you want! Decide if you like me or if you hate me and let me know because I can’t live like this. I don’t know what you feel and it kills me because you could go back to hating me any second and I don’t want that. I don’t want to lose you! Not again! I just really can’t…”

The tears rolled down his cheeks and he leaned his back against the wall slowly sitting down against it. he pulled his knees against his chest and buried his face in his hands. I just stood there, not knowing what the hell I should do. Louis was right, I could go back to hating him but I didn’t want to. I knew it would be just because I would think something weird and that would make me take it out on Louis and I just couldn’t do that to him, not ever again. “I-i…” I started but nothing more than an ‘I’ came out. “Don’t. Don’t say it.” Louis whispered while his head was still in his hands. I felt so bad, I hurt him so much and I still am. I didn’t know I still was though but I could’ve known. People don’t forget so easily, Louis forgives but he doesn’t forget. “I’m sorry.” Was all I said before I pressed on the button again so the elevator started moving again. I didn’t dare to look at Louis, even when we were back in the hotel room, I couldn’t.