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Behind Closed Doors {Larry Stylinson}

Chapter 39


“What is there to talk about? I have nothing to say to you.”

I lean against the door frame and try my best to calm myself.

“Well, I have some things to say to you. I don’t plan on being rude and I’m not here to argue. I would just like to talk about Harry and I think listening is the least you can do if you aren’t going to accept him for who he is.”

Harry’s father stares at me with eyes like daggers, but he eventually moves out of the way and allows me to step inside the hotel room. I stand just inside and await further instruction. I’m honestly not here to piss him off or fight. I just want to give him another chance to do the right thing.

“How long are you going to be here?”

He stands in front of me and I simply shrug.

“Just sit at the table.”

He rubbed his eyes exhaustedly, obviously trying to appear ready for bed. After pacing the hall near the door for a minute, he sits across from me and crosses his arms over his chest. I expect him to say something, but he just stares at me, waiting for me to explain my visit.

“Um, I don’t really know where to begin. I didn’t plan on coming over here, but when Harry finally went to sleep, I just felt like I had to do something. He was so upset the entire day. Literally nothing made him feel better, not for more than a few minutes at least...” I can tell I’m losing his interest and he’s probably imagining exactly what I’m referring to, so I really should
refrain from hinting at sex.

“Anyway, the reason he’s so upset is because he loves you, Mr. Styles. He really does. He just wants your approval. It’s actually always been an issue for us. He’s always been so terrified of telling you about our relationship and I wish I could understand what he’s feeling right now, but I never had a father figure per se. Now, I understand this is all a bit shocking to you, but you can’t change your entire opinion of your son based on what gender the person he loves is. I know what you’re going to say, ‘he doesn’t love me’, but-“

He rests his hand on the top of the table softly and nods for me to stop rambling as his eyes shift around the room nervously.

“Louis, I- I know he loves you. I’m just lying to myself if I say he doesn’t. I know I shouldn’t have acted like that at lunch, but I can’t pretend that I support this... lifestyle.”

I can tell that he’s trying to be nice and it’s honestly more than I expected when I knocked on his door.

“I can deal with that. No offense, but I don’t care what you think about me. I mean, it would be nice for my boyfriend’s father to be able to look me in the eyes when he talks to me, but this isn’t about me. It’s about Harry. I know that right now we can’t come out to the public, but one day I want him to feel like he can walk down the street holding my hand without worrying about what you’ll think when you see pictures in the tabloids. He already has so much on his plate, sir, and I hate that he has to worry about what his own dad thinks of him.”

“He knows I love him-“

“I don’t think he does! You can say you love him all you want, but the only way he’ll believe it is if he sees you prove it.”

He sighs and finally makes eye contact. My eyes are pleading with him and I’m desperate to make at least some progress.

“And how do I do that?”

“Well, I don’t expect you to spend a lot of time with Harry and I together. Maybe you can make plans with him, just the two of you. I can leave the flat for an evening and I’m sure he’d love to cook for you. I don’t know. I want to make this easier for you because I do respect you and I know this is difficult for you. I just want Harry to be happy.”

He takes a deep breath and rubs his face, mulling over my suggestions.

“Alright. I’ll think about it.”

“Thank you. That’s all I’m asking.”

He forces a half-grin and I stand up to dismiss myself.

“I better get home before he wakes up and finds an empty bed. He doesn’t know I’m here. I’m sorry for showing up in the middle of the night, by the way. I couldn’t sleep without trying to fix things.”

“It’s- uh, fine. I’ll think about what you said.”

I walk to the door and he follows behind me, holding it open as I step out into the hallway.

“Oh, and Louis?”

I turn around and dig my hands in my pockets.


“Take care of my boy, alright? I know there’s no stopping this, so just promise me you won’t hurt

“I promise.”

I can’t hide my smile. With that, he nods awkwardly and closes the door.

I practically skip the entire way to the lobby and pull my hood back up as I make my way to the car. The ride feels much quicker than before, but once I park at the apartment, it’s about four in the morning.

I carefully unlock the door and close it silently behind me, locking it back immediately. I take my shoes off and left my keys on the counter before tip-toeing into our room. I slip out of my clothes, tossing them in a corner, and collect the note I left in case Harry woke up. He didn’t, though. He’s in the exact same spot I left him. I toss the piece of paper in the bin and put his phone on the night stand next to mine. I carefully slide under the covers and scoot closer to him and he shifts a little in his sleep, mumbling abstrusely. Harry rolls over and his eyes flutter open a little.


“Shhh, baby. I’m right here. Go back to sleep.”

I kiss his forehead and pull him onto my chest, holding him close.

“Mmk, love you.”

I smile and press my lips against the mess of curls on the back of his head.

“Love you too.”

I finally feel calm enough to sleep. Maybe Des will do the right thing, but even if he doesn’t, I tried my best and I’m extremely proud that our conversation was civilized and never became excited or heated. Harry begins to breathe slowly, his chest rising and falling against my side and I know he’s sleeping again. I kiss him once more and whisper into his hair, breathing in the musky smell of his shampoo as my eyes flicker shut.

“More than you’ll ever know.”


Okay, whew. Sorry I took so long... I went to see friends and stayed longer than expected. Also, sorry if you see practically the same Author's notes on my stories when you read multiple ones haha. Ilya <3

Firstly, you should go read
XavierDye's stories. He has a bunch of awesome Larry fics that you should check out and he's such a sweetheart!!! :)

Secondly, how was your Christmas? Get anything good? ;) xx

and Thirdly, back to the story haha.
Do you think Des will do something and take Louis' advice or will he let his pride get the best of him?
I'll be updating Untouchable Face tomorrow, so if you're reading that, it shouldn't be late like this one was. If you haven't checked it out, please do <3 :*

Thank you guys so much for your comments and support! It means so much to me.

Awww <3 Cuddly Harry *.*


Love this

Boomelouu Boomelouu

Omg I've been reading ur story for 2 days now trying to get thorough it and it's amazing i love Larry more now then ever before and that was a lot before

#96903 #96903

Omg its 5 a.m. where I live. I've been reading your story all new night. Its AMAZING! You are a brilliant writer. I've fallen in love with Larry... More than I already was lol I hate to stop reading but I should probably get to sleep. I can't wait to finish this story tomorrow and start the other one.

JessStylinson95 JessStylinson95

this should be made into a book !!!

this is the best chapter ever

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