Larry Stylinson One Shots

Fuck you, management.

"Harry?"

Silence.

"Haz, are you awake?" Louis whispered.

"I am now." Harry rolled over to face a wide eyed Louis.

"I'm scared, Haz"

"Why babe?" He reached across the few inches between them and held his face, running a thumb across his cheek. Louis' cheek was wet, like he had been crying.

"Babe, your crying. What's wrong?" Harry wiping away his tears.

When Louis didn't say anything, Harry propped himself up on his elbow leaning slightly over his lovers face.

"Louis.." Harry started, but Louis just stared. He had it set in his mind that Harry just wouldn't understand, and that it would make things worse for the two of them if he told him.

"Babe, look at me."

"Why?"

"Because you we're the one that woke me up." He chuckled. Harry was right, Louis thought, I had woke him up to tell him everything and here I am chickening out again.

Louis sighed deeply and turned towards Harry. Not liking how serious the moment was, Harry let out an over exaggerated sigh and smirked at Louis. But Louis didn't smile back, or tell Harry how adorable his dimples were. He just looked at him as more tears slid down his face.

"No no no, baby, please don't cry." Harry cooed and wiped away his tears, "Please tell me what's wrong?"

Louis took a deep breath and laid flat on his shirtless back, staring at the white ceiling above them. Harry laid down and looked at the ceiling, too, waiting patiently for his boyfriend to speak.

"It started a few weeks ago. Eleanor, she had over heard something from management... Something about us."

"Us? As in you and me or you and.. Her?" Harry asked looking over at the blue eyed boy, who kept his eyes glued forward.

"You and me."

"What was it?" Harry asked moving his eyes down to look at their hands. They were so close, all he had to do was move his finger out a little and he could touch him, hold him, kiss all his pain away like he had done so many times before.

But this time was different, Harry told himself. Usually, Louis would come to him and let him hold him and let harry tell him everything was going to be alright. But this time felt different, this time he wasn't in Harry's arms, and they felt empty and useless.

"What did management say, I mean?" He asked looking back up at the ceiling.

"They said," Louis paused taking a deep, ragged breath, "They said they thought we wouldn't be together much longer." Hearing that small piece put Harry in a panic. He grabbed louis hand tight, afraid that if he let go Louis be gone. "They told Eleanor she wouldn't have to work with us for more than a couple months, and when she asked why management said 'There won't be anything for you to cover for. They can't take the pressure of hiding. We knew this would happen. That was the whole point of having hide. '" Louis' tears had began to fall again, hard. He wiped them away quickly before he though Harry could notice. But Harry did notice. He rolled over to where he was hovering over the smaller boy looking him straight in the eyes.

"I'm not leaving you." Harry said staring into Louis ocean blue eyes.

"But what if management does something?" Louis searched in Harry's green emeralds for something. He wanted to look in his eyes and see that sparkle he had when he was happy. Just seeing him smile would make him happy.