larry stylinson oneshots

coming out

Louis pov:

I had noticed Harry being quieter and reserved lately, especially when we went down to his family during the holidays for Christmas. He didn't talk to his Mum and Robin most of the time. Instead, he was cuddling into my side the entire time and making small talk with Gems. When Anne pulled me aside before we left, I had to tell her that Harry just wasn't feeling that well and was sleepy. 

I made a mental note to ask him about it when he woke up, because right now it was 7:09 am and I had just woken up. I smiled down at our position. Harry was cradled in my arms and his body was pushed against mine. His face was buried into my chest and my arms were wrapped around his waist. It was moments like this that I was going to treasure forever. 

I moved one of my arms from his waist and gently carded my hand through his messy, chocolate curls. I could play with them forever. His eyes fluttered open and I got a glimpse of those gorgeous emerald orbs before he shut them tight while he let out the most adorable yawn. He stretched slightly and lifted his head up to meet my eyes. I swear I was falling deeper and deeper in love with this boy everyday. 

"I love you so much," I whispered, feeling him nuzzle his head into my chest again. 

"Love you too Boo," he replied, beginning to fiddle with his airplane necklace. 

I frowned.

He only played with his necklace when he was stressed or worried. 

"Baby look at me," I cooed, gently lifting his chin up to meet my eyes. He blinked and looked at me confusedly. 

"What's going on, huh? What's going on in that pretty little head of yours bub?" I whispered, playing with one of his curls. 

"What do you mean?" he asked, a little too fast for a normal question. 

"I can tell somethings been bothering you for the last couple days bug, and I want to help," I said, feeling him tense beneath me and start to shake. 

"Well y-y-you already came out t-t-to your family, a-a-and I want to c-c-come out to mine b-b-but I don't know what they're g-g-gonna think. What if they d-d-don't love me anymore Boo?" he stuttered.

I felt my bare chest begin to get wet, and I knew that Haz had started to cry.

"Oh baby," I cooed, pulling his head gently into my neck and wrapping my arms around his torso. His whole body shook with emotion as he sobbed into my neck. 

"Let it all out bubba, It's gonna be alright," I whispered into his ear. 

After a couple of minutes, his sobs slowed down and the shaking ceased to a stop. 

"Hey, I know for a fact that your family is one of the most accepting families out of everyone I know. Hell, Gemma joined the LGBTQ+ club at her college!" I explained, looking directly into his eyes. 

"I know, but that doesn't make it much easier," he mumbled, barely audible.

"Well put it like this," I started. "On the very very unlikely chance that they don't accept you, I'm still going to be here and I will never ever stop loving you. I'll help you tell them if you want me to," I offered. 

He just looked up at me with tears in his eyes. He lunged forwards and attached himself to my body. 

"I'm glad I was the one you fell in love with Boo," he murmured into my neck. 

I blushed and just pulled him even closer than humanly possible.

"And I'm glad I was the extremely lucky one that you fell in love with sweetheart," I cooed, stroking his fluffy locks.