Larry Stylinson Oneshots

Sweet Creature💙

Summary: Louis and Harry haven't talked for a while, and Louis can't help but listen to one of Harry's solo songs.

Words: 896

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Louis POV

I fiddled with the remote in my hands, glancing at the TV every so often. To the public eye, me and Harry haven't talked in five years. We don't talk often, but we still communicate. Sometimes.

I've been putting off listening to his solo music. I really wanted to, I just don't think I could handle hearing his voice without breaking down in a mess of tears.

"Hey mate," Niall greeted, entering the living room with a bag of chips. He did a double take at the TV, not expecting one of Harry's songs on the screen.

I sighed and tossed the remote on the coffee table. "I give up. I can't do it."

Niall grabbed the remote. "You'll love it." He smirked at me. I tried to protest, but the evil leprechaun already pressed play. Harry's amazing voice reached my mind and I felt as if I'd pass out.

My head snapped to the screen extremely quick. I stared at the album cover, my lips parting slightly in awe.

Sweet creature
Had another talk about where it's going wrong
But we're still young
We don't know where we're going
But we know where we belong

We used to have talks all the time, especially when management came into play. Of course we were young. Young and stupid. Stupid enough not to fully read the contract.

The breeze from the open window pushed my fringe from my forehead. HarryHarryHarry.

And oh we started
Two hearts in one home
It's hard when we argue
We're both stubborn
I know, but oh

I let a breathy laugh escape at that, even though my chest was tight.

Sweet creature, sweet creature
Wherever I go, you bring me home
Sweet creature, sweet creature
When I run out of road, you bring me home

Harry was definitely my home. I couldn't imagine a life without him. Maybe that's why I haven't had a good night's sleep in five years.

Sweet creature
We're running through the garden
Oh, where nothing bothered us
But we're still young
I always think about you and how we don't speak enough

I regret not putting in more effort, so much. I caused Harry so much pain, especially since management didn't let me tell the love of my life about the contract they made me sign at first. I hated the memory of hurt flashing over Harry's face when I was forced to break up with him.

And oh we started
Two hearts in one home
I know, it's hard when we argue
We're both stubborn
I know, but oh
Sweet creature, sweet creature
Wherever I go, you bring me home
Sweet creature, sweet creature
When I run out of road, you bring me home
I know when we started
Just two hearts in one home
It gets harder when we argue
We're both stubborn
I know, but oh
Sweet creature, sweet creature
Wherever I go, you bring me home
Sweet creature, sweet creature
When I run out of road, you bring me home
You'll bring me home

The song came to a close. Niall reached forward to turn off the TV. I didn't know what to think. All I wanted to do was text Harry. Or maybe call him.

"Do it," Niall encouraged with a reassuring smile. I bit my lip and thought it over.

"The last time I texted him was over six months ago though."

Niall hummed. "So I think a text is due anyway."

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Third Person POV

Harry shifted his weight uncomfortable. Every time the door chimed he'd look up but of course, it wasn't who he was waiting for.

He was excited yet extremely nervous. He missed Louis more than words could explain. He missed their midnight talks about anything and everything, he missed when he'd be making a meal and Louis would always come up behind him and wrap his arms around him, he missed Louis.

The cafe he chose to meet at was a small one. It was best to pick one that wasn't popular, they didn't need a shit load of fans coming in.

Harry didn't even look up at the next chime. He was starting to lose hope that Louis would even show.

"Waiting for someone?"

Harry's head snapped up at the familiar, beautiful voice that he's missed for years.

"Lou," he breathed out. Harry stood up, almost tripping over his chair, and went to give the smaller man a hug but Louis beat him to it, wrapping his arms around his former lover's neck.

"Fucking missed you," Harry whispered making Louis' heart flutter. Harry missed him, he didn't think he would. Not after the pain he caused him.

"Really?" Louis pulled back slightly to catch Harry's gorgeous green eyes.

"'Course."

"But I caused you so much p-pain." His voice cracked on the last word.

Harry shook his head. "Not enough to make me hate you. I could never hate you. I l-love you too much."

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This one is a lot shorter, I'm sorry about that. I really only wanted it to be Louis listening to Harry's song but I thought it had to be longer than that so I added them meeting.

The next one I'm excited for.

-S x