Paríe ~ Larry Stylinson✔️

13

Storming in to the crowded apartment looking for his boyfriend was admittedly not one of his proudest moments. But at that moment he didn't really care, because all he could think of was how he needed to find him to ask what the fuck was happening?

There was people everywhere and he didn't know any of them, they all were too drunk to answer his questions about Connor or just didn't know who he was looking for.

But after what seemed like forever he gave up and jus ended up trying to get everyone out of the apartment hoping that his neighbours would be able to forgive them.

So that is what he is currently doing, trying to convince a girl who he is pretty sure isn't eighteen to please leave his apartment. This wasn't how he wanted to spend his night after he came home from Ben's place.

"I know that you are having a great time, but I really have to ask you to leave." Once again trying to get the girl to walk out of the apartment.

"I can't leave my friend, I need to find her and then we can leave." The girl finally admits and Harry agrees to help her look for her friend so she can finally leave the apartment. People seem to finally get the point and have started to grab their things to leave.

"So who are we exactly looking fo..." Harry stops in his tracks when his eyes fall on the two people who comes out from the bathroom clinging to each other like their lives depend on it.

"There she is!" The girl beside him happily burst out and makes her way over to the girl who just exited the bathroom, Harry is feeling paralyzed like his whole life is falling apart in front of his eyes.

He wants to wake up from this bad dream that he is currently in, but when his eyes meet Connor's he realize that it's actually happening. This is reality.

"Harry..." Connor breathe out his name, knowing that the younger man is too far away to hear him. The realization of what he just done comes over him like a wave, suddenly he feels more sober than before he started drinking.

The broken man in front of him is like an ice cold bucket of water coming over him, he did that to him.

"I've been looking for you for hours, I almost thought you ditched me." The girl says when she comes up to her friend giving her a wink, knowing what went down in that bathroom.

"Oh trust me, I've been here the whole time." They're so loud that Harry can hear the conversation from where he is standing, and that is when the tears that he have tried so hard to keep inside starts falling.

He just can't believe how stupid he was, he should have listened to his friends the last time, and he shouldn't have believed Connor when he said it would never happen again.

Connor was such an amazing boyfriend, but just like any other relationship they had their ups and downs, mostly when Connor couldn't keep it in his pants.

Harry can't handle what is happening right now so he does the only thing he can think of, leaves.

He grabs his jacket by the door and then hurries down the stairs needing to get out of there. The door flies up when he pushes it with a lot more power than needed, but he don't care because all he needs now is to take a deep breath of the cold summer air.

Connor doesn't even try to follow him, he knows that he will be back eventually.

The ground is still wet from the rain that fell earlier that night, and the air still smells like right after it have rained. Calming.

Harry pulls his jacket closer to him, not expecting the wind to be so cool, making his way down the street.

The sky is still dark but the city is still lit up, people are out either on their way home from the club or on their way there.

Harry just walks around, feeling his eyes getting tired and his body needing some rest... but he isn't ready to go back to his apartment yet.

He finds himself passing Paríe not realizing how far he actually have walked from his own home.

"Harry?" The voice comes from above him when he passes a tall building.

He looks up and to his surprise there on one of the balconies a very familiar male is standing smoking.

"Louis?"