My Harry (Larry/Gryles short story) COMPLETED

Finished. Editing needed.

"Louis...he just came out! He needs someone to let him know he's going to be alright. Do you remember when we came out? How scared and alone you felt? I'm trying to help him not feel that way. And I NEVER answered a phone call from him while we had sex!" Harry shouted, knowing that he did but hoped that Louis wouldn't bring it up again. "Harry, you did answer the phone. You answered it and you left me so you could talk to him! And do you know why he came out?" Louis asked. Harry stayed silent for a while and Louis took that time to answer for him. "He came out because he fucking fancies you! He's stealing you from me..." He whispered that last sentence. "He doesn't fancy me, Louis! And he isn't stealing me away from you! You're pushing me away!" Harry shouted at Louis through the phone. "How? How am I pushing you away? By trying to spend time with you? Is that how I'm pushing you away? I can't push you away if you're never here! And Harry, you have to be bloody blind to not see that he fancies you! Even the fans know that he fancies you!" Louis shouted, throwing his head back and hitting the wall. "Well, I don't fancy him." lie.