It was nearly three in the morning yet Louis was curled up under a duvet, a tub of ice cream in his lap, tears streaming down his face. Louis had gotten hungry at first, so he came down stairs to get something. But then he realized if he went back upstairs, he would probably wake Harry up and he didn't want to do that since he had to go to work in the morning. So what else was he supposed to do beside stay down stairs, find a romantic movie and cry to himself?
"N-No, he loves you. Y-You can't g-give up on him.." Louis hiccuped, his bottom lip trembling before he stuffed his face with some more ice cream.
Harry grumbled slightly as he shuffled around in the bed, starting to come around when he didn't feel Louis in the bed. Instantly, he thought the worse. Liam. What if he had came back? What if he took Louis? "Fuck." Harry breathed before he scrambled out of the bed, dashing down the stairs, his eyebrows furrowed at the sight. "Louis?" He asked, his head cocked to the side.
Louis glanced back at Harry, his eyes wide and doe like. "I-I'm sorry, I-I didn't want to wake you." He whispered, rubbing at his eyes before returning his attention back to the movie.
Harry bit his lip to prevent his fond smile from showing. "Lou, you know if you ever need me at all, all you have to do is just tell me." He said slowly, moving to sit beside him on the couch, wrapping his arms around his waist.
Louis shook his head quickly, waving his spoon around for emphasis as he began to rant. "No! Because you have to go work at the auto shop in a few hours and you'll be cranky and then it'll be my fault! A-And then you won't go and we'll be homeless and broke!" He cried, hiding his face in his hands.
Harry grinned as he pulled him into his lap, rubbing his back soothingly. "No, no. You and Jackson come first. It's just my uncle's shop. He'll understand. If you need me here, I'll be here. No problem. Don't cry love." He whispered, kissing his temple gently. "I know what will make you feel better."
Louis sniffled, rubbing at his eyes before he glanced up at him. "Wh-What?" He asked shakily, resting his head on his shoulder, taking a deep breath.
Harry smiled as he laid down against the couch, grabbing a blanket to cover them. "One of my world famous jokes." He said softly, reaching down and pushing his hair off his forehead.
Louis smiled slightly, glancing up at him. "You can't tell a good joke to save your life." He whispered.
Harry pouted, huffing as he looked up at the ceiling. "Why do lesbians go to Hibbet's? Because they don't like Dick's."
Louis snorted as he looked up at him, giggling quietly. "You're such a dork." He whispered, tracing his finger along his chest tattoo. "You know, lesbians might not like dicks, but I do." Louis said slowly, blushing slightly.
Harry raised an eyebrow, grinning slightly as he reached down, placing a hand over his stomach. "Obviously." He whispered, pouting. "Louuu, gimme a kiss." Harry demanded playfully, puckering out his lips.
Louis smiled as he leaned up, pressing their lips together, kissing him softly. Kissing Harry had to be one of his most favorite things to do.
Harry grinned against his lips, cupping his face as he kissed him back.
Was this what being in loved felt like?
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"Are you sure this is the place?" Liam asked as they pulled into the building of apartments.
Niall sighed but nodded as he got out of the car, his hands stuffed in his pocket. He really didn't want to do this, but he had too. Niall guided the pair to Gemma's apartment, knocking on the door nervously.
Gemma answered, her eyebrows furrowed at the unwelcome sight of Liam. "You better leave right now or I will call the police." She warned, reaching for her phone.
Liam raised an eyebrow as he stepped forward, grabbing his hand. "Now, why would you do such a thing? You don't want your brother to go to jail for rape and kidnapping right?" He asked with a sickeningly sweet smile.
Gemma glared at him, pulling her hand away. "i don't owe you a fucking thing! You've gone crazy! Leave the two alone." She huffed, dialing the police.
Liam glared at her before he snatched the phone away from her, placing it on the counter. "Tell me where they are. I know you know."
Gemma crossed her arms over her chest. "I don't have to tell you anything." She replied stubbornly.
"Gemma, please." Niall said quietly, his arms crossed over his chest.
Gemma looked over at him confusedly. "What are you talking about? I'm not telling the bastard anything!"
"Fine. I guess Louis needs to know. Right, Ni?" Liam asked with a small smirk.
Niall shook his head quickly, his eyes filling with tears. "Liam, please. If you were any sort of friend to Louis, you would want what makes him happiest. Harry makes him happy." He whispered.
Gemma just watched them completely confused. What was going on?
"Gemma, can I talk to you for a minute?" Niall asked quietly, grabbing her hand to talk to her separately in the kitchen.
Liam rolled his eyes as he watched the two, shaking his head. "You have five minutes to tell me or I am going to call the police and file a missing persons' report!"
Gemma sighed as she looked over at him. "Will you please tell me what's happening? I am beyond confused." She murmured, rubbing her temples.
Niall took a deep breath before he began to talk. "Before Harry, Louis was with a guy named Eric. Eric was trouble Gemma. Liam was the one who got Louis out of the relationship. He took him away, they got the police involved and Eric was sent away. And ever since then, Liam has been super duper protective of Louis. So when Harry left Louis because he was pregnant, it was have been a fucking trigger or something. He's just trying to protect Louis." He tried to explain before he shook his head. "That doesn't excuse what he's doing. By a long shot. But I just wanted you to know."
Gemma furrowed her eyebrows as she leaned against the counter. "What does Liam have against you then? Aren't you Louis' friend too?"
Niall nodded again, glancing down at the floor. "We are. But like after a week Harry and Louis got together, there was this party. Harry was there but Louis wasn't. I think he was studying or whatever. But anyway, there were drinks. A lot of them. And I got piss drunk." He whispered, glancing up at Gemma.
"You slept with Harry?" Gemma asked with wide eyes, watching the blond boy closely.
Niall puffed out his cheeks, but nodded. "I didn't have the slightest clue Gemma. I promise." He whispered, his hands nearly shaking.
"That isn't so bad Niall. It isn't worth blowing this whole thing up for! Just tell Louis and he'll understand, I'm sure." Gemma said softly, squeezing his shoulder.
Niall shook his head as he looked up at her, his eyes filling with tears. "That isn't all..."
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