KINGS & QUEENS - LARRY STYLINSON FANFICTION

MARRIED?

In the morning, Louis wakes up to an empty bed next to him. It's almost eleven. Where is Harry? He also hasn't sent him any messages. The queasy feeling in Louis' stomach doesn't feel nice and thoughts of yesterday's feelings cloud his mind. Louis was probably too naïve when he thought he could wake up next to Harry in the morning. Obviously, Harry had other plans. Louis looks for a written note but he can't find one. Harry's bed is messy as usual. He's probably jogging, Louis thinks but then he questions the time. It's late and their stunt plan says they have to be at Central Park in about two hours and Harry usually jogs early in the morning. Louis groans, rubs his face and takes a deep breath. Why is everything so complicated? It's the first day of the new year and that's not the start Louis had pictured. He sits up in his bed and looks out of the windows. It's snowing outside so that the skyscrapers are almost hidden behind a greyish wall of fog and snow. The view makes Louis want to stay in bed all day long but the situation with Harry dulls his thoughts. Louis shivers from the cold. Why can't Harry be with him?

Louis decides to get up and shower. He wants to message Harry but also, he thinks about if Harry would want that. Since Louis isn't sure of it, he doesn't message. He gets dressed after showering and packs his bags. One hour later, Louis decides to go to the bar and have a snack because he's hungry. As he walks down the stairs, he hears a familiar deep laugh and the happy voice of a younger woman. The man's voice is clearly Harry, there's no doubt about it. Louis feels a sting in his heart. Who is with him and why? On one hand, Louis wants to know but on the other hand, he wishes he wouldn't have come here.

"I think this is wonderful," the female voice says, "I missed that." She chuckles.

"Same love, same. Remember when we sat there and thought this might be it?"

"Yes, I felt it was the right place to do it."

"Absolutely. And you looked wonderful in that dress, absolutely amazing."

"I'm glad you liked it . . . you were so happy." Louis can hear Harry chuckling.

"I'm always happy when you're around but yeah, it was the day, the occasion, everything."

"I was so nervous."

"Me too, for you and for me. Your hands made some magic, truly magical."

"Someone told me you had a pretty . . . how should I say, a pretty active night afterwards, didn't you?"

The woman laughs. "As if you wouldn't know."

"I'm joking, I'm joking. So, this is definitely forever, isn't it?"

"Yes . . . yes, it is and without you, I wouldn't be where I am now. Thank you, Harry."

"You're welcome. You know I love you, darling."

What the fuck is this conversation? Did Harry lie to him? Is he in a relationship with someone but pretending being single? Hot and cold waves rush through Harry's body, making him feel dizzy. What did Harry say? It was definitely forever? Is he married? To her? Did he have sex with her? She was talking about his hands being magical and Louis' imagination is running wild. Why didn't Harry tell him the truth? Is he hiding something? Why? Did Harry play him, did he just use him as he had thought? What if they have an open relationship where they can meet others as much as they want? What if Harry cheated on her like Louis cheated on Matt? Thinking of Matt, Louis' bad conscience kicks in immediately and for a second, he feels the slight urge to call him and tell him he's sorry and that he wants him back. What the fuck. Louis doesn't pay attention to the conversation anymore as he turns around to walk up to his room again. He feels like everything has finished before it has even begun. Did everything just happen because of their little fight? All the happy moments they shared are gone and Louis feels empty, as if someone had sucked out all his energy. He feels terrible. How is he supposed to stunt with Harry after this? After knowing Harry lied to him and played him like a fool? Louis wishes he could fly home now. As he opens the door to his hotel room, he feels miserable. He feels like vomiting and his head aches from his negative thoughts.

Five minutes later, Louis finds himself standing in front of Sophie's door, telling her that he can't stunt today. He calls a taxi and leaves the hotel after a while. Five hours later, he sobs into the soft pillow of his first-class seat, trying to numb his pain with a playlist that Matt had created for Louis before the tour had started. Although Louis manages to fall asleep, time doesn't seem to go by.