Run on Love(Larry Stylinson)
Chapter One
*Introduction*
Louis's POV.
Casual mornings, just sitting at the table, with a curly haired boy in front of me. Harry is the name, the name of my Hazzabear. He is mine, and I don't ever want to be separated from him. I sipped on my tea, it was about 10am and we had surely slept in. Harry played with his plate of eggs and sausages I made for him. I don't think he likes them, I'm not a very good cook. Harry can make a better cereal than me! I sat here, scrolling through the tweets of my fans, well Harry's fans. Its all about Larry and how we are now being bullied becuase I actually told the world 'Larry Stylinson' was real. We are dating, we are gay. Some fans like it and some just hated it. But I swear, they want something badly for so long and then when it finally comes they don't like it!
"Louis, you have been staring at your phone for a while now babe." Harry poked my arm. I looked up from my phone to his green eyes. He looked like he had been waiting for something for a bit.
"And you have been playing with your food for a while now, hazza." I raised an eyebrow and laughed at what I just said. Harry frowned and looked down at his plate of food.
"I know, it is just that...we aren't communicating like we used to." Harry whimpered. "Ever since you told, things have fallen out." He sounded afraid, he looked that way as well.
Well what is he trying to say? That all of this is my fault? I was so sick and tired of all of these false and ugly rumors about me and Eleanor and that stupid Hendall stunt, everyone knows Harry is my doll and he will stay mine forever! Maybe it is all my fault, that is what I get for trying to give what the fans wanted. We didn't make as much money as we did last year on the merch and now management is saying we need to break up and tell the fans it was all a lie, and If I don't, everything will be broken up, the band and the carreer...especially Harry and I. I love Harry to death, I wouldn't want anything to happen to the both of us.
"Lou, you keep zoning out. Out with it already." Harry got up and put the food I made for him in the garbage.
"I'm just, ya know...thinking. That's all, Harry. I just feel like all of this is my fault!" I whimpered and put my head down on the table.
Louis's POV.
Casual mornings, just sitting at the table, with a curly haired boy in front of me. Harry is the name, the name of my Hazzabear. He is mine, and I don't ever want to be separated from him. I sipped on my tea, it was about 10am and we had surely slept in. Harry played with his plate of eggs and sausages I made for him. I don't think he likes them, I'm not a very good cook. Harry can make a better cereal than me! I sat here, scrolling through the tweets of my fans, well Harry's fans. Its all about Larry and how we are now being bullied becuase I actually told the world 'Larry Stylinson' was real. We are dating, we are gay. Some fans like it and some just hated it. But I swear, they want something badly for so long and then when it finally comes they don't like it!
"Louis, you have been staring at your phone for a while now babe." Harry poked my arm. I looked up from my phone to his green eyes. He looked like he had been waiting for something for a bit.
"And you have been playing with your food for a while now, hazza." I raised an eyebrow and laughed at what I just said. Harry frowned and looked down at his plate of food.
"I know, it is just that...we aren't communicating like we used to." Harry whimpered. "Ever since you told, things have fallen out." He sounded afraid, he looked that way as well.
Well what is he trying to say? That all of this is my fault? I was so sick and tired of all of these false and ugly rumors about me and Eleanor and that stupid Hendall stunt, everyone knows Harry is my doll and he will stay mine forever! Maybe it is all my fault, that is what I get for trying to give what the fans wanted. We didn't make as much money as we did last year on the merch and now management is saying we need to break up and tell the fans it was all a lie, and If I don't, everything will be broken up, the band and the carreer...especially Harry and I. I love Harry to death, I wouldn't want anything to happen to the both of us.
"Lou, you keep zoning out. Out with it already." Harry got up and put the food I made for him in the garbage.
"I'm just, ya know...thinking. That's all, Harry. I just feel like all of this is my fault!" I whimpered and put my head down on the table.
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