" T E R R IB L E " larry texting

Day 77

Niall 🍒: Hey hazza. u at the mall?? im here waiting for u :)

Hazza: Yes. Lou and I are walking up to the food court. Be right there.

Harry shoves his phone into his front pocket, looking over at Louis with nerves running through him. He trusted Louis so much right now, he wasn't scared of being wrong, just scared of being right. Why would Niall and Daniel lie about these things to try and hurt Harry.

"Baby, we got this. I promise you."

Harry looks over at Louis who takes note of Harry's furrowed eyebrows and lip stuck between his teeth. The older lad stops in front of him, effectively halting Harry. He cups his boyfriends cheeks, pushing his curls out of his eyesight before speaking.

"I know this situation sucks. Your best friend believing lies without fact checking in any way. And trying to hurt you. To hurt us. It's hard to wrap your head around. But take a deep breath and know that no matter what I will take care of you."

"Lou. I'm just distraught. He is- he was my best friend. I don't know what has gotten into him but this isn't my Niall. And I'm scared of losing him because well, he was like a brother to me. And I just can't fathom the thought of Niall intentionally upsetting and knowingly hurting me. It makes me feel sick."

"Baby, sometimes we don't get to understand what goes on in someone's head. We just need to hear his side and show him ours."

Louis leans forward to press a reassuring kiss onto Harry's lips, one that turns his churning stomach into a burst of butterflies. As they pull apart, Louis tips up Harry's chin, not breaking eye contact.

"I truly, deeply, wholeheartedly care for you."

Again Louis makes Harry turn a shade of crimson. He can feel the deep and raw truthfulness from the way he looks into his eyes. And it's as though he is saying 'Harry, I love you' all with his eyes. And he assumes Louis can feel the same because not a second later, his smile turns shy and his cheeks are matching Harry's.

"Thank you, baby."

"You're welcome, my love."

One last kiss placed delicately onto Harry's cheek and then their hands are clasped together once more as they continue their stroll through the mall. They want to find Niall and get this over with as quickly and as painlessly as possible. But something tells Louis that Niall is not going down without a fight.

They spot him settled at the food court, a tray laid in front of him as he is texting on his phone. Louis sighs, pulling Harry towards a line for food.

"Alright, Sweetheart. What do you want to eat?"

"Mm, I don't think I want to eat anything. This has me feeling so gross."

"I know baby but we haven't had any lunch and I think it'll make you feel a little better to have some food in you."

"Oh. Well, maybe. I can get whatever you're gonna get."

"I know you wont like it. Why don't we swing by the asian food line and pick up some rice and spicy noodles. I know you like those."

As they move up in the line, Louis orders for himself and pays. He gets his tray and then the two boys make their way to the asian food. As they wait in line, Harry smiles softly, gazing at Louis who catches his eye and raises his eyebrow.