everything // LarryStylinson

19. Louis

Wow,

Niall, Liam and I exchange glances.

No one was expecting that, I don't think they've seen Harry that upset before.

"Harry," I start, but I'm cut off.

"Louis, I'm sick of the bullshit, leave me alone." My heart breaks at Harry's harsh words.

"Okay, I've had it. Everyone sit the fuck down!" Liam bellowed, causing us all to jump.

It worked, everyone sat.

"Okay, obviously Louis, we are all very surprised about how last night went down," Liam starts, I cut him off.

"I don't even remember saying that, or any of it! I took 2 xanax and drank before the club, Carter gave me some other pill after we got there, and I drank even more when we got there. I know it isn't an excuse, but I'm telling you, I don't even remember! I'm fucking sorry Harry! Shit! You know I love you more than life! You are my world Haz, this is fucking killing me seeing you like this!" I have tears streaming down my face by the end of my rant.

"I do think he loves you, Harry. But I also think he behaved like a fuckwad," Niall catches me by surprise by supporting me.

"Lou, please, I don't want to do this right now..." Harry trails, stepping closer to me, I cut him off before he has the chance to say anything else.

"No Harry, we are doing this now!" I scream, causing Liam to jump to Harry's defense.

"Don't you fucking yell at him, Louis! You've done enough damage, the least you can do is stop being a twat!" Liam yells in my face.

This is getting really, really heated...

"For real Louis! This is all your fault!!!" Niall screams.

Suddenly the aircraft jolts, causing Harry to stumble into me, I instinctively stable him.

"Guys... Look out the window..." Liam states, Harry and I rush toward the same window.

"That can't be right..." Harry rushes out, "We are fucking barreling toward the ground."

"Oh my god," I whimper in panic, Niall begins pacing.

"What are we supposed to do?" Liam frantically asks, raising concern in all of us.

Usually Liam is the man with the plan.

I collapse on to the floor, knees to chest. I'm accepting death...

"We're gonna fucking die," I whisper, unsure if anyone heard me.

Niall comes to have a seat next to me, holding my hand.

—-

Liam's POV

"Liam," Harry motions for me to join him in the cockpit.

I quickly follow him, and we shut the door.

"He's unconscious, we have to land this thing ourselves." Harry states, referring to the pilot and taking a seat
in the co pilot chair, immediately fumbling with the controls.

"Harry, you have no idea what the fuck you're doing!" I bring my hands to my head in fear.

"The other option is to dive nose first to the ground! Do you want to fucking die Liam?" Harry turns to yell at me, then shifts his focus back out the window.

"What can I do?" I ask quickly, pulling myself together.

"When I tell you, you need to press the landing button, pull that lever, and release the safety shit, or we're fucked. I won't be able too, I have to try and keep the nose up," Harry calmly stated, suddenly the door to the cockpit barges open.

—-

Louis' POV

Niall and I barge into the cockpit, figuring we want to be with our best mates when we go out.

"Harry, I can't die without telling you I love you. I love you more than anything. Please please know that," I announce to the room, watching Harry's strong arms steer the plane.

"We aren't gonna die, baby. I love you, I need to focus," Harry says calmer than he should.

Niall and I hold each other for dear life, standing behind Liam and Harry.

"Liam, NOW!" Harry shouts, causing a loud rumble and an eruption of shrieking sounds.

There's a huge boom, a white flash, and smoke. I'm not hurt. I spring up and position myself in front of Harry, whose eye's are closed.

I'm shaking, and tears immediately run down my face.

I lost him, again.

"Haz, baby, please wake up. Harry, love, please," I beg, stroking his face.

"Lou," He gasps out, immediately relieving pressure in my chest,

"Is everyone okay?" Liam coughs out, earning a response from Niall. All my focus is on Harry.

"Oh my god, you're alive," I press my lips to his, and he returns the kiss. Slow, gentle, sweet, as if we almost didn't just fucking die.

I pull back from the kiss and fall into him. After a moment, his arms wrap around me. Minutes later, I feel the weight of two more bodies around us.

We stay like that for a while, just reveling in the fact we survived, yet again.

"What the fuck else?" Niall angrily asks up at the heavens.

"I'm gonna need therapy," Harry chokes out, causing us all to release our grips on each other.

"Are you hurt?" I ask, scanning him for injuries.

"Yeah, from the other time I kissed death this week," Harry remarks, wincing in pain as he grabs at his ribs then back.

"We need a fucking stay cation. I bought my family a house in Naples, Florida. We are fucking going." Liam concludes, earning nods in agreement from all of us.

"Does anyone have a phone? We need to call someone to help us," I state, resulting in Niall reaching for his phone and calling for help.

"I don't want to fight anymore Lou, but you made me sad," Harry says to me with betrayal in his eyes.

"Baby, I'm never going to do that again. I almost lost you twice this week, I know better now. I will never hurt you again, I am nothing without you. You are my whole world, Haz. My everything." I say softly, pulling him into a hug.

He pulls back after a moment, pressing our forehead together.

"I can't take another heartbreak, Lou," He whispers, pressing his lips to mine.

"I know Haz, I promise to be better to you."