You Found Me (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 14

A/N Please don’t kill me for this! Minor cliffhanger at the end, but I will put up the next chapter as soon as you reach the vote and comment goals :)

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I woke up with a start when something started shaking my shoulder. After my eyes adjusted to the darkness I could make out Harry’s slim form standing at the side of my bed.

“I, umm…had another bad dream, and I was just- you know what, never mind. Sorry I woke you.” He said quickly.

I grabbed his arm as he turned to leave and pulled him back.

“Come on, I don’t bite.” I lifted the covers.

He slid in next to me and surprised me by linking our fingers together, not that I minded. I fangirled on the inside. Wait, since when do I fangirl? Whatever, we all know Harry does weird things to me. Not like that you pervert!

“You okay?” I mumbled sleepily.

Harry shivered, which confused me because I was actually hot. I squeezed his hand and turned my head to peck his forehead.

“Go to sleep, love. I’ll protect you.”

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My annoying alarm clock woke us up around seven the next morning and I cursed its existence. If you haven’t figured it out by now, I’m not a morning person. I groaned and got out of bed, feeling Harry’s gaze on my back.

I became a little self-conscious considering I was only in my tight red boxers. I quickly pulled on some black dress pants and a blue button up shirt, along with a black tie. As I was bending down to put on my shoes I heard Harry shuffling around in the sheets.

“Can I come to work with you?” He asked quietly.

“I don’t see why not. You’ll probably be bored though.” I shrugged.

“It’s boring here when you’re gone.” He responded. “I’m going to get fat if I keep sitting around all day.” He chuckled.

“Suit yourself.” I mumbled. “Go get dressed; I need to leave in twenty minutes.”

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I was typing an email to one of our new bands when Harry sighed heavily. I chuckled, forcing back a smirk. He was sitting on the couch looking around at my office with a bored expression.

“I told you you’d be bored.”

“I’m not.”

“Oh, really?”

“Really.” He insisted.

“Mhmm.” I hummed.

“Whatever, I’m going to the bathroom. Don’t miss me to much!” He replied cheekily.

I’d noticed his personality changing the longer he stayed with me. I couldn’t tell if it was a good thing or not. On one hand I liked the cheeky, confident side of him, but on the other hand I liked the shy, awkward Harry.

I finished emailing The Vamps, then pulled up the business records to review our statistics. Everything seemed fine so I closed my laptop and pulled out the mountain of paperwork that never seemed to disappear no matter how much I filled out.

I started to get worried when Harry didn’t come back after half an hour. I reasoned with myself that he was probably just exploring. After an hour I texted him, but he never replied. When it had been two hours I decided to go and look for the boy.

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Harry’s POV

I skipped down the hall happily. Everything was finally going good for me. Louis liked me, my dad was nowhere in sight, I had friends, I had a home, and I was even recording my first album.