Tearing Me Apart ~ Larry Stylinson

Chapter 1

Note: Please watch the video on the side! It kinda explains a lot! It's beautiful too. (":

So this is my first Larry Stylinson story and I ship Harry and Louis so hard as a romance (please, no hate, I don't hate on Eleanor or 'Eleanour' or anyone else, okay?) and I need to let some feels out in this story ha, ha. :) Anyway, I hope you enjoy it, please give feedback! I love you, carrots! x

Tearing Me Apart ~ Larry Stylinson

Chapter 1

"Do you have girlfriends?" The interviewer asks

"Boyfriend..." I rasp out.

"Take that bit out." The manager snaps, glaring at me as the interviewer signals the camera-men to cut.

I sigh as I stare at my bedroom ceiling. I brush some of my curls away from my eyes and lie sideways in the bed under the covers.

I try to cuddle into my pillow and clear my mind but I just can't stop thinking about the interview. I can't stop thinking how management won't let us come out. They think it will destroy the band but I think it will make it stronger. And it will let us live our lives properly, without hiding behind closed doors.

I growl out in frustration and sit up, leaning against the headboard. I drag my laptop from under the bed and prop it on my lap. I log onto Tumblr (yes, I have a Tumblr, just a secret one, you know?) and look around my dashboard. I suddenly come across a gif set of me and Louis. It's from the interview for MuchMusic NML. The interviewer asks us if we have kissed. I laugh at the next gif saying '#OhShit' with our scared and shocked faces. Honestly, we're bad actors when it comes to lying. The gif of us shows both of us saying 'no' with our faces proper shocked and all. You can see right through us and that's the funny thing.

I spot the audio from the interview this morning about me correcting the interviewer when he said 'girlfriends'. Management was pissed and wanted it cut out of the interview. But I don't think they get it, this is Directioners we're talking about, they can find anything. Honestly, they're better than the fucking FBI. A lot of people were reblogging and putting things like 'Larry is real!' and 'Management can't make them hide any longer'. Some people were proper going nuts about it but some 'Eleanour' shippers were bitching how Larry shippers destroy everything. I snicker to myself. If they only knew.

I reblog some stuff then log off, slamming the laptop shut. I stuff the laptop under the bed and toss and turn on the other side of the bed, covering myself with the sheets up to my shoulders. I cuddle into my pillow, taking in a strong sniff of Louis' scent. It's like the smell of sweet and spice mixed, it's a weird scent but it's addicting and amazing.

I suddenly hear the door creak.

"Harry?"

I sit up to see Louis standing in the doorway in nothing but his black boxers. I give him a small smile. He walks into the room and slips in beside me under the covers.

"Couldn't sleep without you." He says as he shuffles closer to me. I lie on my right side, facing him.

"Management is pissing me off." I mumble, looking at him. He nods his head in agreement.

"They can't control us forever. We'll come out sooner of later." He says half-confidently. I give him a weak smile and shuffle myself closer to cuddle into his chest.

He wraps his strong arms around me, pulling me into his chest. I let my arm lie around his waist and my head bury itself into his chest. He rubs circles into my back slowly, making me feel relaxed.

"You know that I love you, right?" He mumbles, almost asleep.

I smile into his chest, closing my eyes.

"I love you too, Louis." Forever and always.