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Breaking All The Rules (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter eleven

After a while the bus comes to a stop at a station in the city Louis has brought us to. I’m still not really sure which city it is but I’m just glad to be here with Louis.
“Come on,” Louis says, standing from his seat. He grabs my hand and pulls me up with him, letting go when I’m on my feet.
“Where are we?” I ask, following him off the bus.
“Harold, welcome to San Mateo,” he tells me, opening his arms to gesture to the city.
“Harold?”
“Sorry, I thought it’d be funny,” he says with a blush.
“I don’t mind.”
He smiles and turns to walk away. I assume I’m supposed to follow him so I begin walking as well.
He turns a corner and continues down the street. I jog to catch up to him, taking in the buildings at the same time.
“I like this place,” I tell him.
“Me too,” he replies. “I come here when I need to clear my mind.”
I watch people hurry down the street and hop into taxis and step into buildings and have conversations with each other. People are out walking their dogs and there are ladies jogging behind strollers. It seems like a nice place to live.
“I’ve never been here before,” I say.
“I figured that by the way you’re staring at everything,” he says.
“It’s so nice.”
“Yeah, it is. Do you want to go get some coffee?”
I nod and he leads the way to a coffee shop on the next street over. He orders for both of us while I find a booth to sit in.
It’s really nice to not have to worry about anyone finding out about us. Here, we’re just two guys walking around the town whereas if we did this at home, all hell would break loose.
“Here you go, one caramel macchiato,” he says as he slides a cup across the table towards me.
“Thank you,” I say with a smile.
“Don’t worry about it.”
I look out the window at the people walking by. They look so happy and carefree. I wish my life was like that.
“What are you thinking about?” Louis asks me.
“Just how all these people seem like they don’t have anything to hide,” I answer. “They all seem like they’re having such a nice day, not having to worry about being caught doing something they shouldn’t be doing.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean,” he says with a sigh. “But don’t worry, this place is our escape. We can do whatever we want to here without the fear of someone catching us,” he reassures me.
“I guess you’re right. What are the odds someone from one of our gangs will show up here?”
He reaches across the table and rests his hand on mine. A sweet smile finds its way to his lips.
“We’ll be fine here,” he says again. “I promise.”
“Okay,” I say with a smile.
Never in a million years would I have thought I would be hiding from people with the leader of my rival gang. He’s extremely attractive and sweet when he isn’t being influenced by the violence of San Francisco.
“Hey, Louis?” I realize I have no idea what we are. Are we dating? Is Louis my boyfriend? Are we friends with benefits? Am I just Louis’ way of finding himself? Will he throw me out when he finds a better guy?
“Yeah?”
“What are we?”
He gives me a confused look. “What do you mean?”
I really don’t want to have to explain myself but I suppose I’ll have to.
“I mean, what are we? What is ‘us’? Are we dating? Are we just friends? Are we friends with benefits?”
Louis stares at me for a moment, a thoughtful look on his face. I’m afraid he’s going to tell me I’m not that important to him but unfortunately I can’t read his expression.
“I don’t know,” he finally says. “Are we dating?”
“I don’t know,” I tell him. “Are we?”
“I don’t know.”
This conversation is going nowhere and I’m not sure how to push it forward.
“Do you want to date? I mean, if you want to, that’s okay, but if you don’t, I understand.” His voice is cautious and he’s a little embarrassed to be talking about this.
“Do you think we could manage to be in a relationship? We would have to sneak around all the time and be really careful of what we say around other people.”
“We’d have to act like we hate each other,” Louis says more to himself than to me.
“I don’t mind,” I say with a shrug. “You know it’s not true, I know it’s not true, that’s all the matters.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” he sighs.
“So… are we-“
“You’re my boyfriend,” Louis cuts me off. My breath is stuck in my throat as his words sink in.
“I am?”
He nods and smiles, his grip on my hand tightening.
“You are. And I’m proud of that.”
*Louis’ POV*
Harry just asked me what we are. I was wondering the same thing but I didn’t want to be the one to bring it up. I can tell already that Harry is going to be the dominant one in the relationship, that’s just how it’s going to be.
He’s taller, more muscular, he has more tattoos, he doesn’t really get embarrassed, he’s not afraid to speak his mind. I could go on forever and ever but I don’t have the time.
When he asked me what we are, I was a little afraid. I thought he wouldn’t want to be my boyfriend. I don’t know what I would have done if he would have just wanted to stay friends after what happened last night. The encounter we had was by no means just friendly.
Talking to him about this is completely new ground for me and I have no idea what I’m supposed to say so I just went with it.
“You’re my boyfriend,” I find myself blurting out. I surprised myself when I said that; I was not expecting that to come out of my mouth.
“I am?”
“You are. And I’m proud of that.” I really am proud of that. I’m also proud of myself for being able to say it.
Harry helped me realize I’m gay and now that I know there’s no going back, I can allow myself to take an interest in guys; Harry in particular. He’s extremely attractive and sweet and charming and the dimples in his cheeks send shivers down my spine.
“Maybe one day we’ll be able to tell people about us,” he says.
“I’d really like that,” I reply truthfully.
“Me, too.”
We finish our coffees and walk around the city for a while before finding a small park to hang out in. there’s an open patch of grass towards the outside so we lay down side by side and look up at the clouds.
“This is nice,” Harry says after an eternity of silence.
“It is,” I agree.
“It’s really relaxing.”
I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. I close my eyes and feel the wind gently blowing through my hair and listen to the sounds of children playing and dogs barking somewhere on the other side of the park.
I feel something touch my hand and it only takes a second for me to realize it’s Harry. He laces his fingers between mine and scoots closer so our arms are touching. The places on my skin where he’s touching me tingle and I find myself smiling.
Since I’ve met Harry I’ve been smiling a lot more. I can’t remember the last time I’ve been so happy.
“I really like you, Harry,” I whisper.
He’s silent and for a moment I think he didn’t hear me. Then panic sets in and I’m beginning to convince myself I said the wrong thing.
I’m about to open my eyes until I feel pressure on my lips. Harry lays his body on top of mine, holding the majority of his weight up with his hands. His lips move slowly and rhythmically, sending sparks of electricity through my body.
“I really like you, too, Louis,” he says, his lips leaving mine for only a second.
I wrap my arms around his neck and let Harry kiss me as passionately as he desires. Part of me wants him to be rougher but another part of me wants to lay here forever, enjoying the slow, peaceful movement of his lips against mine.
I’m completely relaxed and ready to spend hours here with Harry until he pulls away. Disappointment floods my body as I open my eyes to find him inches from my face.
“Harry,” I begin. He cuts me off by placing his finger on my lips.
“I love you.”

Notes

hi guys :) sorry about taking a few days to update, i've been helping my grandparents move and doing a lot of homework and trying to get things at home settled and fixed and i just barely had any time to write but i stayed up late for you guys so i could update so you better appreciate it! :) let us know in the comments what you think and please vote for this story, subscribe to get notified when we update! the views are broken again which sucks! so we can't see how many of you are reading but i really hope you enjoy this chapter

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1/17/14

Harry what the fuck are you doing **face palms self**


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Brilliant! I love it so much i cry!. Update soon, please?

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12/30/13

Holy fuck Jesus holy shirt mutherfucker! I'm crying I want larry back! Holy fuckkkk I can't even control myself.. Update!

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12/30/13