Chapter 7

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Heyhey lovelies!  I actually have an amazing excuse for now uploading quickly enough. I was away for a couple nights then I moved house, which meant no internet for a week. Which just about almost killed me!

Thank you so much for your comments on the last chapter, really appreciate it! Anyway, this one has a bit of fluff and I guess gets a little corny. But I’m a sucker for Larry and I’m trying to refrain myself from having them just have sex on the spot. But unfortunately that’s not what I have planned, it’s just my inner Larry Stylinson fandom taking over. What can I say; it’s in my blood now. 

Anywho, please let me know if I’m making their relationship move too fast or too slow. I desperately need your opinion on this one!

Comment/vote/like, whatever you please. Love you all!

Songs that inspired this chapter:

Yellow – Coldplay,  My Love – Sia

Liv xxxxoxo

P.S. You all really need to read Smile For Him by Abigail on tumblr. Link is here >> http://fluxcapacitor-fluxxing.tumblr.com/smileforhim

It’s been my favourite Larry fanfic ever since she first started writing! Check it out!

After Mum had returned, the Doctor’s said that Fizz was able to go home but had to be kept stable and not left alone. Mum was anxious at first, not knowing whether her daughter would be safer in a hospital, but I reassured her that family would be good. And besides, Fizz was dying to see Harry.

When we arrived home, I lay on my bed with Coldplay playing on the iPod dock, waiting for Harry to finally arrive. It took roughly three and a half hours to drive to my house in Doncaster and for some reason the carrot clock in my room seemed to be slower than usual, taking what felt like triple the amount of usual time for the hand to reach the next number. Or maybe I was just nervous. No, Louis doesn’t get nervous. Even if I’ve been fiddling with my fingers and tapping my foot anxiously against the mattress, Louis Tomlinson is not nervous.

After listening to Chris Martin’s pure and incredibly soothing voice for what seemed like forever, I heard a car pull up outside. I heard my Mum open the door and greet my best friend, exclaiming about how much he’s grown and how long his hair is. I sat up from my position from the bed when I heard the front door close. I practically fell from my bed onto my feet and rushed out my bed room door. I felt my insides warm up when I saw Harry’s tall figure standing in the lounge room, smiling at my sisters brightly as they all squealed and told him how much they missed him. At my entrance, Harry’s head turned around to face me, stepping forward and allowing his Hollister bag to slide off his shoulder. God, he looked good.

“Hey, Lou.” They were simple words and he spoke calmly, but the reaction my insides had was the complete opposite. I couldn’t help myself.

“Haz!” I bounded forward grinning, but fell softly into his embrace. I wrapped my arms tightly around his waist, gripping onto his white t-shirt. God, it’s barely been a day and you already miss him. You’re hopeless Lou.  I heard my little sisters ‘Awh’ and I pulled away awkwardly, but still kept the smile on my face.

“Okay girls, leave Larry alone.” My Mum teased from the kitchen. I whipped around and gave her my best glare. How does she even know about Larry? Honestly, Mum’s are so scary sometimes. She probably knows more about me than I know about myself. I let out an audible huff and grabbed Harry’s bag from the floor.

“We’re going to my room, do not disturb. Kapeesh? “

Mum only smirked and I rolled my eyes at her immature mind.  She must have noticed my impatience because her face straightened and she nodded.

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