Larry fluff

All for you

[A/N] Thank you so much for reading and special thanks to jacklynew for requesting this chapter!!

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Monday, 8:00 am:

"Lou... Lou wake up!" Harry whispered in his best friend's ear. The older boy stirred in his sleep, lightly groaning. "C'mon Louis. We have to get ready." Harry whispered a little louder.

Louis didn't open his eyes, but he turned around to snuggle up to Harry. Harry longingly looked at Louis, knowing he wanted to stay cuddling more than anything. But no, Louis wouldn't like that. He didn't swing Harry's way and he knew it. Maybe he could just stay a little longer-

"H-Harry?" Harry felt the warmth of Louis' arms leave him as blush rose to both of their cheeks.

"Jeez, love. You sleep like a rock. I could barely tell that you were alive."

Louis laughed. Harry loved his laugh. The way his eyes crinkled and his smile grew wider, Harry couldn't name a thing that made him more happy.

"Come on, I made some breakfast." Helping Louis out of bed, Harry lead him to their kitchen.

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Monday, 3:00 pm:

After an extreme workout regimen, Louis collapsed on the floor next to Harry. Harry could tell that the older boy was completely worn out and that he had no water. Looking at his own water bottle, he realized there wasn't exactly much left. But Harry was dying of thirst too.

"Here Lou, take this." Harry handed Louis his water bottle, which Louis took gratefully as he drank the last few sips.

"Thanks man." Louis handed the empty bottle back, wiping sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. How could he look cute even when he was sweating? Harry thought. He must be a God of some sort.

"Can we crash at a hotel tonight? Our apartment is getting inspected or something and we're not allowed to be there."

"Of course! Let me make reservations."

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Monday, 8:00 pm:

Harry had made sure to check into the highest rated hotel in their area with the highest quality things, paying for everything with his money.

"Thank you so much mate!" Louis stated as he laid down on their bed. Their bed. Singular. Shit, Harry couldn't sleep in the same bed as him! He would make things way to obvious! "Wait, where are you going?"

"I have some blankets in my car, I can sleep on the ground tonight."

"No, don't sleep on the ground! Sleep on the bed with me!"

Harry couldn't tell him why that was impossible, so he had to make something up. "I kick and move around a lot in my sleep, you wouldn't like to sleep with me."

He looked a little upset, but in the end Louis complied.

As Harry settled onto the cold, hardwood floor, he attempted to make himself comfortable. For Louis. I have to do this for Louis. He thought that not showing his feelings would protect Louis in some way. Protect Louis from the outside world or from Harry? He didn't know which one it was and he didn't want to find out.

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Tuesday, 6:30 am:

Harry woke up bright and early, determined to get to the breakfast bar before anyone else. He had made sure that they served an assortment of Louis' favorite things, including his favorite coffee.

A few hours later he arrived back with a tray for Louis, already having eaten in the lounge of the hotel. On off days like these he reckon he better let Louis get as much sleep as possible, God knows that the other boy stays up late every day. Even when he stayed up until 3 am some days, Harry stayed up silently with him and after him, making sure he was sleeping soundly before even thinking about himself.

Placing the tray of assorted foods on Louis' bedside table, Harry went to the bathroom to take a phone call.

"Why do you do all of this stuff for him? He's just another boy!"

"Yeah except he's not! I love him. Honest to God. I can't even describe the way Louis makes me feel! Whenever I'm with him everything else goes away! It's like the girls and guys who throw themselves at me don't even matter anymore! I would do anything for him, anything!"

"Sure you would. You should get back to him Harry! Maybe he choked in his sleep!" Harry rolled his eyes at the sarcasm coming from the other end of the phone.

"Yeah yeah, bye!" He hung up, swinging the door open to reveal none other than Louis Tomlinson himself.

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Tuesday, 8:30 am:

"You okay? You look like you're about to cry-"

"Is it true?" Louis' eyes watered.

Shit. Harry thought to himself. He knew. He knew and he was disgusted. He had every right to be! They lived together for Pete's sake! "Is what true?"

"What you said to her. You love me? And you would do anything for me?"

"Y-yeah." Harry stuttered. This was bad, very bad. "Look I know it's weird since I live with you and it's totally fine if you want me to move out-" Harry was cut off by two lips locking on his own. When he pulled back, his lips tasted like salt. He hadn't even realized when Louis started crying.

"I'm so sorry."

"No Louis, please don't be sorry." Harry wiped the tears from his eyes with his thumbs."It's 10% okay if you don't feel the same and that kiss was just something-"

"Oh Harry stop worrying for 5 seconds." Louis laughed through his tears. "I mean I'm sorry that I don't do basically anything for you. I never realized you liked me back and I didn't want to come off too strong-"

"Now you're the one who's worrying. Please, you do more for me than anyone n the world."

"Oh yeah? What's that?"

"Exist."

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[A/N] Here was the original request, I hope I executed it correctly!

"Do you think you can write one where Harry is good at hiding his feelings and shi and did everything for Louis but Louis realizes he doesn't do anything for Harry and it gets sappy and then cute and so on"

I'm not the best at being sappy but I tried :)

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