Love Me Please (Larry Stylinson)

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They're both crying at the end of it.

It's sappy and weird and definitely too intimate and personal for the public setting, given they're sitting at a booth in a pizzeria and a lot of the other customers are looking their way now. Harry pays the bill despite Louis' protests that they share it equally, and then they're leaving as quickly as they can, still in tears, before they make an even bigger scene.

As it turns out, Harry didn't know Louis approached him that first day at the party. He was drunk and busy talking to a girl and he just didn't notice Louis approaching him. The girl didn't help either, and she was the one who made Louis feel like shit anyways.

Then after that everything made a little more sense but Louis still had to explain and apologize for everything and that's what he did, because all he wanted to do in the end was to be honest. It was difficult but he figured he had nothing to lose—they'd both already seen each other at their worst, anyways. Louis told Harry how afraid he was and how much he didn't want to get hurt by loving Harry but not being loved in return.

Harry had his insecurities of his own which he shared with Louis once he was finished, and then ended up sitting on the same side of the booth just so Harry could hug Louis and tell him that even though they haven't had the best beginning so far, he's so glad they found each other, and he's so glad they're together now.

When they go outside, Harry stops him abruptly and hugs him tightly. They both stand there on the sidewalk, wrapped up in each other, and don't let go for a while. It's quiet and warm despite the October air, because Louis is quickly learning Harry is always a comfortable temperature and his body just radiates heat. He warms his hands up by slipping them beneath the hem of Harry's shirt and pressing his palms flat to his shoulder blades. The touch makes Harry shiver a little bit but he still holds him tightly and refuses to let go.

For once Louis' heart is thudding happily and he feels whole. His soul is finally satisfied after an eternity of turmoil from being separated from its match. Even when they were close together, especially this past week, there was a ton of animosity between them. Now, there's only calm.

"So what do we do now?" Louis asks, once he's pulled away enough from burying his face in Harry's chest to speak out loud without his voice being muffled.

Harry is still snuggling into Louis' neck so when he says, "Take it slow," it's distorted and Louis feels more than hears his words. "We get to know each other, for real this time. And we just go with it."

"Okay," Louis says, and thinks, I can do that.