Up, up and away [A Larry Stylinson Fanfic AU]

Chapter 47 : Memories & Intimacy

*[Louis POV]*

"Alright, you guys ready?" I smiled politely while gripping Harry's hand who infact shook slightly. "Haz?" I tugged on his grip a lightly. "Talk to me." his eye rose to meet my own, and bit his lip. At this, I had to restrain myself, just a little to pull his lips to mine... If only he didn't look extremely terrified right now, I wouldn't have to hold back, but I pretty much understood his situation right at this moment, so unfortunately I had to push the possible innuendos at the back of my mind. "M'scared Lou." he mumbled slightly, while ensnaring both his hands on my waist, and burying his nose into my neck.

"Well, you were the one who said you wanted to come." I teased slightly. He groaned, making ripples of skin emit to my shoulders by the very contact.. Oh right, those were goosebumps. "S'not only about that, kindascadahiggts." he blushed a slight pink. I raised an eyebrow. "Pardon?" "I said, I'm kinda scared of heights, ALRIGHT?!" a smirk came found itself on my lips amusingly. "Harry Styles.. Are you seriously saying that you're scared of heights?!" I feigned a gasp while eyeing the Bradford bad boy.

"Well, you're in luck, Zayn here."I bellowed slightly, making everyone turn their eyes on me. "is scared of heights too!!" the boy stiffened slightly by the mention of his big, bad secret. Niall snorted and pecked his boyfriend's lips. "S'alright Zayn, I'm here." he crooned comfortingly, not caring about that fact. At all. Zayn beamed within the kiss, and nodded. "I'll leave myself in your care then." he whispered seductively within Niall's ear, but who's to say I heard it too?

The moment I turned back to try to comfort my boyfriend again, his lips clashed with mine in an instant. It took only a few moments for me to respond, but nevertheless, I deepened the kiss, making him aware that I will infact protect him with all my might... Even if I get hurt in the process.

"You'll hold my hand the whole time, right boo?" he beamed with slight innocence reflecting in his eyes. "Wouldn't wanna have it any other way, love."

*{Harry POV}*

Anxiety, fear, and timidness. That's all the things that ran through my head. That and Louis, but he's a whole different mindset. I was finally meeting his mum, and I couldn't help but feel a bit anxious. Ever since our whole guilt trip on him, he seemed a little.. Off.. He tries to put on an act of pure and utter calmness, telling me that it's okay, but I already saw through his facade. He may have the lads fooled, but he most certainly cannot fool me.

His hands entangled with mine, and he held a tiny smile. "Haz, let's go." he urged, tugging me slightly to the opening. I gave him a curt nod, and let him tow me in. And, to my surprise, he was patient enough to go step by step. A tiny smile tugged itself to the side of my lips. "Thank you." I mouthed, tightening my grip on him, as I hopped inside, followed in by the lads.

-|Niall POV|-

"Man I'm hungry." I groaned into Zayn's shoulder. "Nialler we haven't even li--" our platform shook slightly, and he tensed up in an instant. Louis shot him an apologetic look, and wrapped his arm around Harry's shoulders, telling him to relax, and that it was okay, that he'll be safe.

Though Zayn did not say a word, one of his hands found themselves on my waist, and there, he silently shook, while the other, caresses my blonde locks. A smile of content flashed along his features, and I couldn't help but smile also. All was well in this little ride, but, since Lou could not trust any of his workers, we chose Liam, who had some extensive piloting experience to pilot the helicopter.

From the corner of my eye, he kept silent, with that grim look on his face. His expression darkened, and his irises a blank chocolate brown color. He furrowed his brows, while frowning, keeping his grip on the steering handle. Zayn noticed my gaze also, and gave my shoulder a squeeze. He knew something that I didn't. Something that only was shared between Zayn and Louis. Not that I'm bothered though. Bringing the subject up will definitely cause some pain and tension, so I chose to remain quiet--seems like the best way to go, I guess.