Thornes of the Rose (Larry Story)

Chapter 1-Larry Attack

                                                Louis' POV

"Harry. Harry. Harry. WAKE THE FUCK UP!" I laughed, laying on him. "MMM, why?" he smiled, turning to where I was literally on top of him. "Because you love me and I'm your Boobear." I smiled, running my hand through his curls. "That's a good reason." he said, sitting up to where my legs where wrapped around his torso and I was in his lap. "Yes. Now get up." I said, jumping up. "BOOOOBEEARR." He whined. "Yes, Curly?" I smiled in triumph. "Why you no let me sleep?" he said, putting a pillow over his face. "Because you have a 'date' with Taylor today." I sighed. I hate Haylor more than anyone else inthe entire fucking world. "Aww, Lou, please. It's not like I want to do this." He whispered, pulling me to him. "I know, but I just...I'm kinda sick of covering it." I said, running my fingers through my own hair. 

"I know, love. Just alittle while longer." he whispered, kissing my forehead.  "What do you mean 'alittle while longer'? Harry, Manangment isn't going to let us come out." I said, turning to face him. "I know. But I have my ways." He smirked cheekily. "Harold Edward Styles, don't you get any ideas in that cute little head of yours." I said, right before I got a call from Niall.

"Hey, mate!" His over perky Irish voice said, as Harry  walked out of the bedroom. "What's up, Ni?" I said, "Tell Harry he has ten minutes before Managment bursts through the door." He laughed. "Oh shit! Come on, Harry!" I said, grabbing my keys. "Bye Niall." I said. Harry grabbed his beanie, rushing out the door behind me. "Jesus. Slow down." Harry said, then smirked. "That's what she said." I rolled my eyes. "Honestly Harry." I said, but couldn't help but smile.

"Well. Isn't nice of you to join us?" Liam said. I flipped him off. "Shut the fuck up." Harry mumbled. "Be nice, Harry." Simon said, walking into the room. I rolled my eyes. "He started it!" Harry argued.
"Did not!" Liam argued back.
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did to-" Simon shut them up. "Boys." He growled. "At least try to act your ages." (I won't act my age, no, I won't act my age- sorry had to bring that up.) This time it was Harry who rolled his eyes. "Okay. So you have an interview before your date." I sighed. It pissed me off how they are forcing Harry with Taylor and now they want us to do an interview about it?! What the fuck?! Harry sensed my tension and grabbed my hand under the table, where no one could see him. I relaxed a bit.

"Really?" Liam said with fake enthusiam. Simon smiled. "Yes. And Harry-if they ask about you and Taylor, tell them. Alright, go get ready." He said, ushering us out. I felt angry tears rush up to my eyes as I rushed out. "Louis, wait!" The boys called. "Just give me a damn minute okay?" I snapped. They looked at me with very shocked faces. "Harry, what's up with him?" Niall whispered as I walked out.

Well, I'll tell you what the fuck us wrong with  me. Management sure loves to control us. It pisses me off. Whether I just want to sit next to him, or talk to him. To them, it doesn't fucking matter. They don't give a damn. Even if they knew about Harry and I, it wouldn't matter. Management has got their heads so far up their asses they will get stuck eventually. I hadn't noticed I was crying until I felt hot tears slid down my face. I hid my face in my knees.

"Lou?" Harry's voice came from behind me. "What?" I said hoarsly. "Lou, God, don't cry." He whispered.
"What do you expect, Harry? Do you really expect me to shake it off? To say, 'Oh, it's fine.' Because it is not fine, and you fucking know it." I sighed, my voice cracking. "Louis. Damn it, I can't help it! I can't help that Management are dicks, okay?! I want to tell everyone, show everyone your mine. Fuck." He said raising his voice a bit. "NO, HARRY. I FUCKING KNOW. I KNOW. I-I know you can't help it. I know." I cried a little bit more. "Please, Louis. You're only making it harder." He said, his voice breaking. I sighed. "I'm sorry." I whispered. He smiled. "I know. Come here." He said as he took me into his arms. "I-I love you, Harry. So damn much." I said, looking up at him. "I love you too, Louis." he whispered before putting his soft lips on mine.

We stopped when we heard a cough. I jumped away from Harry. "Um...Harry, Louis? Got something  you wanna tell us?" Liam's voice scared me. I turned around and there stood Zayn, Liam and Niall.

Well, shit.