Closeted {Larry Stylinson AU}

Harry's POV

I can't do this... I don't understand long distance relationships. I can't touch him, I can't kiss him, I can't hold his hand. I can't show him I love him. He's probably having fun on his Florida trip without me... He's told me he misses me, but I think he doesn't. If he did, he would try to talk to me whenever he could. But Louis has other friends now. I guess it's just the jealousy talking, but I hate his American friends. He tells them things that I might not even know, and that's killing me.

After a week, I finally returned to my house. Niall was really nice letting me stay at his, but I'm worried about my mum. She hasn't called to check in on me, or even ask we're I was. I was gone for like two weeks! I slowly open my front door and peek inside. I see a figure blocking my view of the house. The door opens all the way and I'm grabbed into a hug by the mysterious figure.

"Harry! Where have you been? I almost thought you were kidnapped!" I let go of the hug to see who was hugging me. My mum had worried face with tears in her eyes. Did she call me at all? No...

"I thought I lost you!" She pulls me back into a hug and the smell of alcohol in her breath was strong. She has a drinking problem, as you can see.

"Why didn't you call me? If you did I would have come home right away."She sniffled and sits on the couch. She grabs a vodka bottle and chugs it till it's gone.

"Mum, you shouldn't drink so much. You'll get sick. Plus, it's only 3pm..." She looks at me with a smile.

"Honey, why don't you go upstairs and let mummy do whatever she wants." I'm surprised at her tone with me.

"Mum, whenever I'm out just call, I'll pick up okay? You don't have to be so worried about me."

"I said go upstairs! You ungrateful son of mine! I can be worried about you when I want!" Now she was screaming at me like a maniac. She threw her vodka bottle at me and it hit my brow bone. It hurt, a lot.

"Go to your room, and do your bible studies!"

I ran upstairs and flopped on my bed. Of couse, I can't breath through the sheets so I raised myself up realizing that flopping on the bed face first isn't such a good Idea. There's a blood stain where my forehead was, so I'm guessing that the bottle my drunk mum threw at me caused it. I walk into my bathroom and look at my brow. It's bleeding to hell. This might leave an ugly scar.

I open the mirror cabinet and find the bandages. Next to the bandages there's a brown paper bag... My curiousity is peaked and I grab that instead of the bandages. I slowly open the bag, and what comes out is a smaller plastic bag full of a white powdery substance. On the plastic bag in black sharpie, it says 'COCAINE'. Is this my mums? I guess since the bible doesn't say 'don't do drugs' or 'don't drink alcohol', my mum thinks they're okay. Everything else she's insanely strict about.

I want this... I feel like nothing right now. If I take this I should feel better! Who gives a shit about side effects? I don't. Maybe if I take some, my mum wont notice. I pour some out onto the counter and get it in a line. This can help me forget about Louis! I'll only do it for the five months he's gone though. I can't bear to think of Louis finding me doing it. It's just a substitute for him. I put one of my nostrils on one end of the line and sniff.

My nose burns, but I can handle it. Everything else that I'm going through overpowers it. I finally feel happy! I don't feel like a nothing anymore!

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Louis POV

This is hard to do. I'm across the world from him, and I want him. Like want him. I want us to have sex, cause we never had it. We've both fucked girls (don't tell our mums), but with him. It will be special. When I get home, I'm going to ask him to make love with me.

Speaking of Harry, I should FaceTime him now. I push the call button thingy and wait for him. He answers it and I can straight of the bat tell something's different.

"Hey Boobear!" he smiles and his emerald green eyed are blackend. What happened? And he has a cut on his forehead.

"Hey Hazz, what happend to your brow bone?" He's still smiling and his voice was deeper than it nomaly was.

"Don't worry about that! How's your trip going?" He seems extra happy. Every other Time I've called him on face time he was gloomy and sad. I guess he's just gotten used to me being away.

"My trip is going fine, thank you for asking. I still miss you though..." He laughs and nods his head. Is this boy on weed or something?

"I miss you too! Hahaha!" He doesn't seem just happy. He seems like hes high.

"Are you okay?" He laughs again still smiling.

"I'm great! Now that I'm talking to you..." I smile and his grows bigger.

"LOUIS!" My mum calls me from the kitchen down stairs.

"Coming mum! Harry I have to go... Bye." His smile fades, but it's still there. "Awe... Lou Lou... Don't go!" He laughs again and I shake my head.

"I have to leave now. I love you." He laughs again, no surprise. "I love you too! Bye babe..." He's still smiling and waves goodbye. I close my FaceTime. What is up with him?

"LOUIS! COME DOWN HERE PLEASE!" I sigh and run downstairs. Whatever it is, I don't trust it...

Notes

HI HI HI!!!! I'm sorry I didn't update for two days... I got a fever, then a medicine over dose. Yeah... This is my life. But I hope you like this update! I will again soon! :3 Bye yers!!!!!