Larry Oneshots

Just Want to be in Your Arms

Summary: Louis had a meeting with management and all he wants to do is be in Harry's arms.

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Louis sighed as he stepped out of the office with their management team. Paul offered to escort him out out, but he declined, saying he wanted to walk. It was late at night, raining slightly, so he wouldn't be getting swarmed by any fans or paps. Paul smiled in sympathy, feeling for one of the boys he grew to love as his sons.

Paul knew what management was doing to Harry and Louis, and his heart hurt to see both of them absolutely crushed when they walked out of that horrid office. But he couldn't do anything but comfort them.

Louis shook his head tried to smile at Paul but it came out as more of a grimace. He made his way out the doors, pulling up the hood of his Adidas jacket. Stuffing his hands into his pockets and keeping his head low, he starting walking in the direction of his and Harry's flat.

More stunts.

That was managements top priority these days. They wanted so badly to cover up any 'Larry Stylinson' ideas. But it wasn't even just that. Some of the older men on their team, called them fags and whores, and no matter how much Harry and Louis tried to ignore it, the words hurt.

Harry and Louis were in love. That wasn't going to change no matter what people say. Love is love, and if some old amateurs, couldn't except that, than so be it.

Harry and Louis have been in live since Harry was 16, and Louis was 18, when they met on
X-Factor, and their love had only grown stronger over the years.

Simon was the worst though. He called them names every chance he got, and he lectured both of them separately, no matter how many times the other boys tried to argue with that.

Rain started to pour more heavily, soaking Louis's hoodie. Louis sped up his pace as he tried not to think of the harsh words that were spoken to him earlier, but it didn't work.

'Fag.'

'The fans don't want to see that'

'Do it for the band'

'You'll be scheduled for more stunts this week with Eleanor.'

'It's for the best'

'Get over it.'

Louis's eyes started to sting and his chest became tight. The rain was pouring as he was now drenched in water, starting to jog, being careful not to slip.

He wanted Harry so bad. He wanted to be bunched up in a blanket and feel Harry's warm body encasing him as he talked about what happened. It was at these times that they desperately clung to each other for support because they were they only ones who understood each other. Niall, Liam, and Zayn were their best mates, and they all loved each other to death, but only Harry and Louis could truly understand what the other was going through.

The boys always helped coax them when they were both too upset, or if one wasn't there for the other. Liam, Niall, and Zayn supported them unconditionally from the start, but unfortunately, they were stuck too. They couldn't do anything but stand up to the old warts on their management team every time Harry and Louis were scolded for the smallest thing. But even that was utterly useless. It's the thought that counts though, and they are all so lucky to have each other.

Louis's lips turned blue, and his body started to shiver harshly as he regretted not getting a ride home. His eyes stung but he blinked them away, and started jogging towards his and Harry's flat, seeing it get closer and closer.

Louis fumbled with his keys, trying to find the right one, but his hands couldn't stop shaking and he could barely see. The keys slipped right through his fingers and he collapsed down next to them with a choked sob. His chest was tight and he could barely breathe, so much pent up anger and sadness with everything going on, he just wanted Harry.

And just like that, Harry stood at the door with concerned eyes, quickly pulling Louis into his arms. Harry didn't say a word, already knowing where Louis came from, and understanding. He pulled Louis inside, where it was warm, and gently set him on the couch, pulling a blanket over his shoulders and pulling Louis so he was resting on his chest.

That's when Louis broke.

He started sobbing into Harry's shirt, desperately clinging to his boyfriend.

Harry's face turned pained, hating to see Louis so upset, and tangled his hands into Louis' fringe. "It's okay Lou, let it out. I'm here."

Louis sobbed harder, his face scrunched in distress, and tears staining his face. He didn't understand what why people could be so cruel, and yes, he hid his emotions with sarcastic remarks and sass, but he was only human. Louis preferred to keep his emotions bottled in, mind the sass, but he could only handle so much.

When these meetings came, they were full of insults and diffused hatred toward their relationship, and it was just so hurtful.

The couple stayed like that for a few more minutes, Harry just holding his beloved while he cried his heart out, and only letting a few tears fall himself.

"Do you want to talk, Lou?"

Louis didn't answer Harry's question, because he was instead, stuck in his mind and focused on a question of his own. "We can't they just let us be happy?"

It was quiet for a few moments.

"I don't know, Lou, and I'm so sorry." Harry sighed sadly. "But the most important thing is that we get through this together, yeah? Don't push me away." Another tear fell and his voice cracked. "Please."

Louis craned his head to look at the curly haired boy.

"I promise."

Harry sniffled and kissed Louis's forehead, pulling him impossibly tighter. "Love you, Lou."

Louis kissed Harry's chest and smiled slightly to himself. "Love you too, Haz."

That night they fell asleep in each other's arms, storm being ignored, and tears long forgotten.

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Hey there Larry lovers,

So, I'm planning a short series. It's a crossover between Larry and the Vampire Diaries. Nothing too long, just a couple chapters, and oneshots like these will still be posted, and hopefully more often. Sorry about that. And they will be happier, sorry for all the sad ones.

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