Larry Stylinson One Shots

First Fight.

"God Harry, you're so fucking selfish!" Louis shouted. "I made plans with you first, but you just drop them and go drinking with Nick? How the fuck is that fair? You spend so much time with him lately, I wouldn't be surprised if you were cheating with him!"

"For god's sale Louis I can spend time with other friends! Just because you're my boyfriend and I live with you doesn't mean I have to devote every waking moment of my life to you!" Harry screamed.

"But we haven't done anything together in so long! When was the last time we went on a date? I just want to spend time with you, but I never could because you'd always make plans with Nick! But the one day you actually say you'll do something with me, your boyfriend, you blow me off because your fire f made last-minute plans!" Louis yelled. He was so upset, he missed his boy, he loved him more than anything in the world and he just wanted to spend time with him.

Harry rolled his eyes and made a huffing noise. He was fuming. While he loved Louis with all his heart, he could spend time with Nick too. "Goodbye, Louis," Harry snapped coldly, shoving Louis, who was a sobbing crying mess, to the ground with single hand. He stormed out the door, slamming it hard.

Louis just lauds on the floor. Harry would rather spend time with Nick, his friend, than him, his boyfriend. Too lazy to get up, he made himself a pillow with his hands and cried until he fell asleep.

Louis woke up in his bed that morning, tucked in under the covers, but Harry wasn't in sight. They didn't talk that day, or any day, for about a week, except to say they were going to the store or something or that Harry was going out with Nick. He went out with Nick every day, leaving at about five and coming back pissed at fourish. It was their first fight in the two years they'd been together, and Harry didn't know what to do. He missed Louis terribly, and regretted leaving Louis that night, but Louis seemed to be getting by fine and he didn't want to mess that up.

It was the eighth day they hadnt really talked -he counted- and Harry was having trouble getting through the time between when he woke up on the couch (Louis slept in the bed, he wasn't going to take that away from his boyfriend. Wait, they were still boyfriends, right?) and going out and getting drunk. Harry was on his way to Nick's, when he got a text from the older man saying Harry couldn't come. He groaned, realizing he'd have to go back to their flat and explain why he was there to Louis.

He opened the door to hear a banging noise coming from their room. He heard a loud sob, and all he could think was louislouisfucklouisiscryingnobabydontcryiloveyou. "He doesn't love me, I'm not good enough, I'll never be good enough," he heard Louis yell. Harry immediately ran to their room and saw Louis in the corner on the floor crying his eyes out. His eyes were red and puffy and the sight was heartbreaking. He ran over to the crying boy and knelt down, grabbing Louis's hands in his and looking him in the eye. "Louis, sweetheart don't cry, please please don't cry, I love you so much," he said. "Lou, I love you and I'm so sorry that I spent more time with Nick than you. I'm so sorry for the things I said, I love you more than I love anything in the world and I can't live without you. And I'm so sorry for pushing you out of my way, I wasn't thinking and there's no excuse for that. I can't live without you baby, please please don't cry."

Louis took a breath, still sobbing. "Thought you were cheating," he managed. Harry's heart broke even more, if that was even possible, and on the brink of tears himself he said, "Lou I'd never cheat on you. I love you okay? Please remember that." He picked up the sobbing boy bridal style and placed him on the bed, pulling the covers over him.

Harry laid down next to him and kissed his lips before wrapping his arms around him for an intimate cuddle. "We can spend all day together tomorrow okay? I'm not going to see Nick again unless you're okay with me leaving you for a night. I love you Lou, only you, alright?"

Louis was getting comfortable in Harry's arms. "Promise?" he asked shyly. Harry smiled. "Promise."