I'll Never Let You Go - A Titanic Based Love Story (Larry)

Chapter 11

A/N: i cant believe i already have over 100 reads in such a short amount of time!! thank you to everyone reading, you're all amazing :) anyways, this is probably my favorite chapter so far and it probably still will be my favorite chapter after i finish the book, so enjoy and let me know what you think! 

Chapter 11 

LOUIS POV 

Louis returned to his suite after his confrontation with Harry with dry, red, puffy eyes. He was still sobbing quietly, but no tears would come. He had cried himself dry. He wrapped his arms around his torso, trying to get the pain to go away. He felt like he was being torn in half, the pain was so intense that it was physical as well. He suddenly found himself 

exhausted, and he collapsed in bed, shuddering and sobbing himself to sleep. 

*3 hours later* 

Louis woke up to the sound voices shouting in the hallway. He sat up and tried to listen to the conversation. He could make out his father's voice, and Caroline's, but he didn't know what they were saying. He slowly tiptoed to the door and put his ear against it, and listened. 

"Shhh Caroline you'll wake the boy up!" 

"I don't care, what you're doing to him is wrong!" 

"I thought you were on my side!"  

"Yeah well that was before you broke your son's heart! I'm going to go tell him the truth." 

"I had no other choice, I HAD to lie to him to make him stay away from that disgusting-" 

"You know what? I don't care. I've always helped you out, I've even fucking spied for you for years, which I've never liked doing but hey it was for a friend and boss, yet this time you've taken it too far. You're fucking mental. What's happened to you? Why are you doing this? I had expected you to be a little surprised and upset with Louis about his...sexuality...but I thought you'd eventually accept him the way he is. But you went all psycho on him. You've changed. You're not the same anymore. You need to get help." 

"Caroline you cannot talk to me that way." 

"Oh yeah? I just did." 

The rest was a blur, all Louis knew was that there was a lot of cussing and yelling. He crept back into bed, curling up under the covers. His emotions were all mixed up. First, he was beyond pissed at his father, for how he had yelled obnoxioisly that morning, and then for lying to him. Second, he was really sad because he knew he hurt Harry. Third, Louis was furious at himself for not believing Harry and for hurting him like that when he should have known that Harry wouldn't do that. Guess that was just because he thought it was impossible for someone to actually care about him the way Harry did. And lastly, he was overjoyed because there was no 

other girl and Harry really did like him. 

Well, did before. 

Now, he wasn't so sure. He probably hated Louis, for everything he said that morning. Louis knew that someone like Harry came around once in a lifetime. He couldn't lose him, he just couldn't. After thinking long and hard, Louis slipped out of 

his suite through the parlor (because his dad and Caroline were still arguing in the hallway) and decided that he needed to find Harry and apologize. 

HARRY POV 

Harry was sitting at that same bench on the bow of the ship where he had been waiting for Louis after dinner the night before. His eyes were red and puffy from crying for hours, and he couldn't move. Everything hurt. How could this happen? He had no idea why Louis would believe his dad. Louis was gone now, he didn't want Harry anymore. He hated Harry. The thought made Harry's chest shudder violently as a new round of sobs found their way up his throat. Why couldn't it be like in those perfect love stories and movies, where Louis would end up coming back and they would live happily ever after and everything would turn out perfect and they'd get married and grow old together and- 

"Harry," a sad voice whispered from behind him. 

What the fuck. 

Harry jumped out of his seat and spun around. Louis was standing there, hands shoved in his pockets, eyes puffy. He looked like he had cried as much as Harry had. Harry rubbed his eyes, trying to convince himself that yes Louis actually was standing there and no it wasn't just his imagination and no he wasn't going insane. After a minute or so, Harry spoke, his voice even rougher and scratchier than usual because of all the crying. "Hey," he said, sitting back down and not meeting Louis' eyes. "I am a big, fat, idiot," Louis whispered. Was this really happening? It was a dream come true... "I am so incredibly sorry for not believing you before. And I don't blame you if you're mad and choose not to accept my apology because I was being ridiculous. But I just had to say that I'm really really sorry and I know now that my Dad lied to me. I should've believed you, because I trust you Harry, I really do, but I don't know. You've been so good to me, I never thought anyone could actually care the way you do. And it made sense, that it was too good to be true; I was almost waiting for something to go wrong because things this amazing don't ever happen to me, they just don't. I didn't think it was possible. You're just so amazing and brilliant and perfect and I just cannot lose you. I love you so much Hazza, I-" 

"Wait," Harry interrupted, "Did you just say you loved me?" he whispered quietly, trying not to get his hopes up. Louis blushed. "I...um...I guess it just slipped out, but...oh god you're probably really creeped out now aren't you? And you definitely don't want anything to do with me now aw fuck i ruined everything, I-" 

"Sh," Harry whispered again. "You're rambling." 

"Sorry," Louis said, looking down at his feet as if they were the most interesting things in the world. After sitting in silence for a few seconds, Harry whispered once more, unable to speak any louder than that in the moment. "Do you really mean that, Louis? That you love me?" 

Louis tore his gaze from his feet and looked at Harry for a millisecond before blushing and ducking his head once more. "Yeah. Yeah I do." Louis muttered. And that did it. That was all it took. Not even a second after Louis uttered those words, Harry had crashed his lips against Louis', moving them frantically. Louis was still for a moment before kissing Harry back, moving his mouth with Harry's. Louis' lips were soft yet rough at the same time and just perfect and oh god Louis said he loved him and what oh wow. The kiss grew more and more passionate until they were full on snogging, and after a few minutes, Harry pulled away. Louis' lips were swollen and really pink from their long snog, and his hair was frazzled and it made him look so damn HOT, Harry had to muster all the self control he had to not just shag him right then and there. It took Harry a moment to catch his breath, before he leaned forward and pecked Louis on the lips, a soft and sweet kiss, full of love and emotion, the complete opposite of their messy first one. "I love you too," he whispered in Louis' ear, and watching Louis' reaction, his eyes lighting up and that huge grin appearing on his face, had to be the best moment of his life.