My policeman (larry stylinson)short story

9

September 13th 1951

A little time skip and this the part which Harry and Louis go away to Venice in italy.

Harry's pov

This is the day Louis and I got to Venice to visit an art gallery that he wanted to. But some reason she doesn't want me to go.

"Harry where are you going?" She asked me.

Seriously I explained this several times to that Me and Louis are leaving for Venice this weekend or she just acting clueless again.

"I'm going to Venice with Louis. I've told this?" I said with frustration look on my face.

"I didn't think you were actually going?" She said.

"Of course I am, Louis is my friend and I thought he was yours too?" I said.

"I just you and him are spending too much time together and.." She paused.

"And what?" I said but she didn't want to say what she want to say to me.

"And WHAT Marion." I yelled out impatient.

"And you are a homosexual for him." She said with crazy accusations.

"You are insane." I said looking at her like she is insane.

"I'm going and by the time I come back I hope this is sourced out." I said as I walked outside where find Louis leaning against his car.

He looking real good and I'm not understanding these feelings I'm expressing in my heart. I love Marion but I love Louis more.

"Morning Mr. Styles." He said as he played the the keys in his hands.

"Morning Mr. Tomlinson." I said with smile.

"You ready to go to Venice." He said as he got into the car and I got into the passenger side of the car.

"Yep, let's go." I said to him with smile. Maybe two days away from her will be good for me