Larry Stylinson

Larry AU chapter 3

This ones gonna be short cause it's late and I'm tired. sowwy.

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Harrys p.o.v.

"Harry this is the third time this week," Louis sighed from the doorway.

I leaned my head on the toilet seat and took a deep breath. Hes right. 3rd migraine. 3rd time leaving school early. 3rd time puking my guts up.

"My moms been screaming at me about how I'm a disappointment," I told him, tired of keeping the secret.

"Oh my gosh Harry that's horrible. your mom???" He exclaimed.

"Yeah my mom. Gemmas her favorite, she doesn't like me. I've been trying so hard, and it's hard," I told him figuring the secret might as well come fully out.

"Cmere kid," he said, kneeling down next to me and holding out his arms.

"I'm so stressed out," I muttered sleepily into his shoulder.

"You've felt with this so well by yourself haz, I wouldn't broken by now if I was you," he said, trying to feel better.

"Is this not broken?" I asked quietly.

"I don't know, maybe," he shrugged.

"See Im not good at handling things," I sighed.

"Maybe you are broken, but you've still been dealing with this all by yourself. You've done so good, don't be so hard on yourself," he tried to make me feel better.

As weird as it is, it felt good to just sit here hugging louis. Were not together or anything, but we're definitely very close. Closer than guy friends are probably supposed to be.

"Thanks lou,"i mumbled.

"What are friends for," he pointed out.

"Well you're a really good friend," I told him. I think he needed to hear that.

"So are you," he responded. He didn't say thanks. Louis isn't good at receiving compliments.

"I don't feel good," i whined.

"You wanna go lay on the couch?" He asked.

"Yeah," I said quietly.

He hauled my ass up off of the floor, even though I'm bigger than him. Then he slung an arm around my shoulders and dragged me to the living room.

After I flopped down on the couch, he popped in The captain America movie. He got us both some sprite (for my stomach) and then sat down in the chair.

He skips school to hang out with me sometimes. I don't know if he gets Im trouble. He won't ever tell me when I ask. Which means he probably does.

I feel bad, but I can't make myself try to force him to leave. I don't know what I'd do if I was sick here all by myself. Hes the best friend I've ever had.

"I don't get in trouble haz," he said, reading my mind.

"How?" I questioned.

"My moms friend is the attendance secretary so when I told her why I was skipping, she stopped counting them against me," he explained.

"Why haven't you told me that?" I asked.

"I don't know I didn't think you cared," he shrugged.

"I always feel bad that you're getting in trouble by staying with me," I explained.

"Oh, well sorry for worrying you," he said apologetically.

"It's okay," I mumbled, rubbing my stomach. I really don't want to throw up again.

"You gonna puke?" He asked nervously.

"No," I answered. Louis doesn't like puke. he'd throw up if he saw me get sick. Hes always there once I'm done, but never during.

"You okay?" He prodded.

"Yes," I answered.

"Really?" He asked.

"Really."

"You sure?"

"Yes,"

"Are you positive?"

"Oh my god lou yea,"

"Alright just checking," he smirked.

"So weird," I scoffed.

"You like it," he said sassily.

"You are something else," I sighed, turning my attention to the movie.

"So are you kid," he answered.

I like it when he calls me that. kid. Ir bothers me coming from most people, but not from him for some reason,

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I know it's like rlly rlly short but I'm so tired I'm going to bed.

Oh and please go read never stop I just posted a really good chapter earlier and it doesn't have many reads so plz and thanks.