In Front Of A Camera

• chapter fourteen •

//TW: eating disorder and domestic abuse

Louis was not expecting that to come out of Harry's mouth...

He paused when he said it, taken aback and trying to find out if he heard him correct. Before he could give a response Harry spoke up, "you don't have to say anything back! Don't feel pressured too. I probably said it way too soon...I'm sorry"

Louis grabbed Harry's hand bringing it to his lips and pressing a kiss into it. "I love you too" he told him, also reaching up to tuck some of Harry's long curls behind his ear. Harry grinned a little, he always got the cutest little blush when Louis did things like that. It made him so happy.

Louis sat down next to him on the bed and put an arm around him. "We've fallen in love quickly haven't we?" Louis asked with a chuckle, which eased Harry's nerves about saying it so soon. It had been quick, but both of them felt the same and that much was obvious.

Harry laid against him and smiled, looking up at him as they cuddled together. Louis looked down, leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to Harry's lips.

As they were kissing they both felt Harry's phone vibrating in his pocket. Harry sighed sadly, pulling away from Louis and getting it out. He saw that it was Liam and his face sunk a little.

Why did Liam have to ruin every good moment he had?

"Who is it?" Louis asked, knowing the answer but he asked anyways. "It's Liam...he's telling me to do the chores..." Harry whispered, looking down at the phone. "He also said that he won't be getting home till late on Friday but he wants my attitude fixed and he wants dinner on the table"

Louis honestly felt sick hearing that Harry would have to go back to Liam. He didn't want that at all...

He just wanted Harry to himself.

"What if you just didn't go back and you never said a word to him ever again?" Louis asked, desperately just wanting Liam out of Harry's life. He knew it wasn't that easy at all but he couldn't help himself from asking.

Harry laid his head down on Louis' chest and looked up at him sadly. "You know I couldn't do that..." Harry told him sounding honestly sad that he couldn't.

"Well why couldn't you? You could just move in here and then you wouldn't have to worry about it." Louis told him, twirling a bit of Harry's hair around his finger as he waited for Harry's response.

"All my stuff is back at my house Lou. I couldn't just up and leave all my belongings. I would if I could. But it's just not that simple. I don't know why you can't just realize that. I've been through it multiple times and you still just say I should break up with him like it's nothing. We've been together for years...and honestly? He'd probably just kill me if I broke up with him" Harry told him, his eyes filling up with tears because he was so scared of Liam. He wanted to be with Louis more than anything, but Liam just scared him so badly that he didn't think he could even break up with him.

"I didn't mean to make you upset...I just want you to be free from him. I promise I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry" Louis said sadly, feeling awful that Harry was upset.

"It's okay, I know you didn't. I'm just upset because I really wish you could just fix it. But I know you can't. I feel trapped because I want to be with you, more than anything. But I just don't know how to leave him" Harry whimpered, just showing how upset he really was about this and it broke Louis' heart.

Louis sighed softly and held Harry close, letting him cry as long as he needed to. This had been a lot of what Louis was doing the last couple of days, just letting Harry have a shoulder to cry on and nursing him back to health because he was very obviously sick and broken.