MONEY - Larry Stylinson Soulmate AU ✓

· Chapter 5 ·

Harry quirked his eyebrow up, "Just now? How much?"

Louis blushed, smiling as he looked down at the plate in his hands, "Sixty dollars."

Harry raised both of his eyebrows, and his lips parted slightly.

"That's really sweet of them," He commented absently, after a moment of silence.

"I know, right? I cannot wait to meet them!" Louis exclaimed.

"They have made my life so much better these past few weeks without even knowing it! And I feel so bad, because I've only sent them a few dollars, most of which had been money they had sent me, but that's all I had!"

Louis was rambling on, scrubbing at the plate again.

He definitely said more than he wanted, but it's been so long since he's had someone to talk to about his life and his thoughts.

"How long has your soulmate been sending you money?"

"Since a bit after my birthday, on Christmas Eve."

Harry nodded, "That's a cool time to have a birthday."

Then, Harry turned around again.

After a moment, more words appeared in Louis' mind.

"Oh my God! He just sent me twenty-two more dollars!" Louis said, before saying to himself, "Eighty-two fricking dollars."

"You seem very happy about this money. Does your job not pay well?" Harry questioned.

Louis started to blush, and he stared at Harry for a second.

"Sorry, I shouldn't ask such intrusive questions," Harry blushed.

Louis sighed, figuring there was no point lying anymore.

"Harry, I'm going to tell you something, and you can't kick me out of your house right after, okay?"

Harry frowned with concern, and walked over to Louis, standing in front of him.

"Okay," He reassured.

"I'm homeless, Harry."

Harry's whole face contorted from his concerned frown to a surprised expression.

"What?" He asked.

"I have no home, Harry. I live on the streets," Louis repeated.

He looked down, ashamed, his cheeks flaming red.

"Don't be ashamed of that, Louis, it's not your fault."

Louis looked back up at Harry, right when the man wrapped his arms around Louis, hugging him tightly.

"You don't think I'm a freak?" Louis asked, just to be sure.

He could feel Harry shake his head, "Of course not."

Louis felt Harry's arms moving, and heard a ruffling noise behind his back, before-

Your soulmate has given you; 10,000 dollars

Louis gasped, pulling away from Harry.

Louis saw a bashful smile on Harry's lips, and when he looked down at Harry's hands, he saw a sheek black wallet in his right hand, with the Gucci logo in the center.

"Harry," Louis whispered.

"Louis," Harry replied, cautiously bringing a hand up to Louis' face, cupping the boy's cheek delicately.

"You're my soulmate?" Louis asked.

Harry nodded.

Louis leaned into Harry, and placed his lips on the older man's.

The kiss was like electricity running through a lightbulb, even though it was so sudden.

Louis wrapped his arms around Harry's neck.

Harry wrapped his around Louis' waist.

They kissed and kissed, only using lips, occasionally opening them to lock their lips to the other's.

When they separated, Louis looked up at Harry with fondness.

He couldn't believe he had found his soulmate.

But then he frowned, causing Harry's grin to turn into a frown, too.

"What's wrong, Louis?" He asked.

"Where do you keep getting all of this money?" Louis asked, staring pointedly at Harry, "I want you to know that I can't take all that money you sent me."

Harry pouted, "Yes I can. You need it way much more than I do."

"'way much more,' Harry?" Louis teased, giggling.

Harry chuckled, "That's proper grammar, smartass."

"It definitely is not," Louis said, blushing at the fact that Harry and he were being sarcastic with each other already.

They were soulmates, so it makes sense that they'd click right away.

"Louis," Harry said, his voice serious, "If you're homeless, and surviving on barely nothing, why would you send me money? You needed that, didn't you?"

Louis nodded, "Yes, but I wanted to send you money, too, because I felt stingy keeping it all to myself."

Harry looked at him with such warmth, before he was being pulled into a hug, Harry crushing him with how tight he was hugging him.