Closeted {Larry Stylinson AU}

Harry's POV

LOUIS COMING BACK FROM AMERICA TODAY OHMAHGAH HOLY CHEESE AND RICE! calm down Harold, calm yourself. You've waited for five months for this. When he sees you again, it has to be perfect.

I dig my nails into my white bed sheets hard out of excitement. I have been waiting for hours to get dressed. I need to do something! I'm so fucking bored. I peek at the clock...

It's time.

I jump out of my bed even though its a school day and turn off my alarm clock before it goes off. Its weird saying that... 'Turning off your alarm so it doesn't go off'. It should be, 'Tuning off my alarm so it doesn't go on.'

Harry... Now is not the time to question your existence on this earth and get ready.

After getting distracted, I open my drawer and unfold one of my many black T-shirts. Why does a man my age need so many of the same exact fucking T-shirt? Louis told me, right before he left that he liked the Tee on me... I guess because its so tight and shows off my muscles. After that day, I bought like what, 15 of them? I'm such a dumb arse...

Harry Edward Styles, Stop getting distracted and get your pants. You're turning into Lex.

I swear to god If I got ADHD I wouldn't be surprised. After the tenth time of getting distracted, I pull out my black skinny jeans... with many pockets. Why the fuck does it have like 6 pockets on one side? What do I like have so much loose change to hold, I need six mother fucking pockets?

Okay, now this is just becoming annoying. I glance at my alarm clock and realize I have 5 minutes left to catch the bus. I pull up my many-pocket-having skinny jeans and don't even bother pulling my shirt on. I just let it hang there like a towel and grab my bookbag.

I run into my bathroom to brush my teeth and when I open the cabinet, Its there.

It's just sitting there, waiting. Waiting for me to sniff it. I can't do it now... I'll be late.

I grab the coke and slip it in my bookbag's front pocket and run outside. I didn't even get to brush my teeth. I'm gonna try to stop this on my own... I can't do this to Louis. Why am I such a fuck up?

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Louis POV

I wave goodbye to my friend Luke and walk back inside the rented house. I run into my room to go pack my things, god, I miss Harry so much I can't wait to cuddle with him, and love him... maybe even fuck him. Hey, if I'm old enough, I'm gonna do it.

When I reach my bedroom, somethings not right. I can't put my finger on it. I wonder why... oh wait I know! All my shit has been packed already...

I hear tiny footsteps running up the stairs and my door bursts open.

"Louis, I packed your stuff for you..." My mum panting and barely standing out of breath.

"...And I need you to watch Lottie. Ernest, your father, and I are going to ASDA to come back."

Okay, Excuse me while I try to explain this shit to my mother for the hundredth time.

"Mum, there are no ASDA's in America. There's Walmart, Kmart, and Target. We have been here for five fucking months how have you not learned that already?"

My mum rolls her eyes and leaves my room. "Watch Lottie" She runs out of the house and locks the door.

and now, I'm bored.

Everything is packed because of my neat freak mother, and I don't have WIFI, because the box is packed too. I sit on the stairs trying to figure out something to do.

I can play the piano! No, I can't, it's already packed up. Oh! I can... Nope, it's packed up too. WHAT THE FUCK CAN I DO? THE BOREDOM IS EATING ME FROM THE INSIDE OUT!

Then, I actually had, a good Idea! I can bother my sister!

I walk through the hallway to my sisters room, and I start to hear heavy breathing. WTF?

I walk closer and open my ears a bit more. I'm starting to hear moaning... I hesitate walking further to her room and a beds creaking could be heard. What is going on in there? I here a faint "Oh Mikey!" No fucking way... No wanker is going to fuck my little sister...

Barging into my sisters bedroom was not fun... my shoulder got hurt really bad from it.

I hear a gasp and look over to her bed. I see a brunette sweaty, naked 14 year old girl covered up with blanket next to a embarrassed blond 15 year old boy. My face has never been this serious.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" They were both staring at me and I am fucking pissed.

"Get the fuck out blondey." Mikey got his pants and shoes and ran out of my little sisters room like there was a fire. I've never saw a boy run so fast.

After the front door slammed shut, Lottie's face was bright red and she was still naked under the covers. I sat on her bed and she didn't look at me. "What the hell did you think you were doing?"

She stood up covering herself with her hands—like that was gonna work— and looked through her drawer to find some knickers in there.

"What has gotten into you? You're 14! what if you got pregnant? What would mum say to that?"

Lottie slammed the drawer shut and put on the plain pink pajamas she pulled out. "Fuck what mum would say, I just wanted a boyfriend you twat!"

"Watch your mouth."

"FUCK YOU LOUIS!" This bitch is gonna get it.

"Listen here... you can't just fuck a random guy you like from school."

"He's not just a random guy... I love him!" Ha! Ha HA!

"Love? Again, you're 14, even if you did love him, its not like you'd stay together for the rest of your life! You have so much to live for Lot! I can tell that you don't love him... You're just being slutty!"

"I do love him!" I rolled my eyes and stared at her for a second.

"What's his last name?"

"Bolte..."

"What is his type of girl?"

"Me, of corse..."

"When's his birthday?"

Lottie looked at the floor and I put my hand on her shoulder.

"Listen just... If you're going to screw some one, screw some one you love okay? Not a crush in science class. Don't be a whore."

She nodded her head and I stood up from her bed. As I'm about to walk out her room she tugs on my pajama pants. Yes, shes that short.

"Do you love someone?"

I stand by the door not saying anything for a while choosing my words carefully.

"Yes."

"What's it like?"

I sigh and close the door. I sit back down on her bed and pat on a place for her to sit.

"Love is when you'd do anything for that person. It didn't matter what they did, or how bad they fucked up. You still love. It's not when you think someone's cute enough to date, or they're popular, they have to treat you right. You still have to treat them right as well."

Lottie nodded her head and I was about to walk out the door.

"Wait, if that makes me a whore, isn't mum a whore? because she-"

"Nevermind that Lot." I close her bedroom door and run into my bedroom. Bored again... god damnit.

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Harry's POV

I made a risky move bringing drugs to school, and I haven't realized it till now. Harold you Idiot, the coke made you a twat. Hiding it i'm my bag was the worst thing I could have done. Not only was it locker inspection day, Its not my coke. Its my mums. If she finds out... I wont even have a summer vacation.

Right now I'm in Math, and I can't stop thinking about the cocaine in my bag. What if someone finds it, and I'm sent to jail... and Louis will hate me, and I'll lose all my friends and—That's it... I raise my hand and stare at Mrs. Bedminster who is writing on the black chalkboard.

She turns around and passes me, even though my hand is raised. What the fuck teacher? I know you saw my hand being raised when you where an inch away from me. It's been five minutes and she has walked passed me about five times. Jesus Christ, are you blind or something?

"Yes Harry." I drop my hand and let out a sigh of relief. Finally...

"Can I use the bathroom?" She nods her head and I run out of that class room like there was no tomorrow. I turn the corner to my home room Mr. Morrison's classroom and knock on the door three times. He opens the door, and luckily he doesn't have a class going on right now. I can barely breath and in a hurry.

"Can I get something from my locker?"

"Sure Harry go ahead." I open my locker and sneakily slip the cocaine out of my book bag. I quickly set it in one of my many pants pockets and zip it up. I run back to class, and I now feel a lot better. I try to get my mind off of the fact that what I just did could get me arrested and try to do my school work. Just think about Louis...

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Louis POV

I finally reach one of Englands' airports and I don't see Harry... Did he come? I should call him...

"Hello?"

"Hey Harry, I'm at the airport..."

"Oh, that was today? I had completely forgotten!" My face turns pale, and I almost drop my phone.

"I'm just messing with you, I'm here. I'm with Liam and Zayn. I don't know where Niall is..." Cheeky bastard.

"Where are you guys? I can't see you." He chuckles.

"Look behind you..." I whip my head around almost breaking my neck and there he was... I haven't seen him in person for months... I run to him and hug him and he hugs back instantly... I look next to him, and see Zayn and Liam just standing there.

I run up to them and hug them as well.

"I missed you guys so much!"

"We missed you too!" After a while of very manly hugging, I look around for a blonde haired Irish leprechaun, but he's no where to be found.

"Where's Niall?" Harry shrugged while eating some type of candy, that appears to be crushed up. Maybe smarties?

"I told you I don't-" He was Interrupted by his ringing phone.

"Hello?...Speaking...What? Wait- He's in the hospital? What happened? I-I'll be there shortly." He hung up the phone with a concerned expression on his face.

"Niall's in the Hospital." What? Without verbally questioning Harry, we all jump in the car to go to Christiana Hospital. I hope Niall is alright...

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Lex's POV

LAST NIGHT

Then all I hear is a gun shot. It rang out for miles. I'm not in pain, so I'm okay. Niall's okay, did no one get shot? I look to my right, and my sister has dark red blood dripping down her head as she falls over like a giant that got a stone throne at him. No... No, No no no! NO! Shade'!

"Stargirl!" My dad's face was with concern, then disappointment, then anger. He pulled the gun back up and without hesitation, he shot Niall in the gut. What the hell? I can't take this anymore! This is the worst day ever.

"Niall! No, no no no no no! Why is this happening?!?" I feel sick, like I'm going to throw up. I can't believe the only man who loved me in this world is gone...

"Stop it! daddy just stop!" I see the gun in his hands as he drops it on the floor. I look at Nialls' body as he lays there in pain. I run to Niall's body, and caress him in my arms. I love him so much... He even warned me about my dad! I didn't listen to him...

"Babygirl, I didn't mean to!" I stare at my father and he has sympathy in his eyes... What I see, is a murderer that doesn't care about anyone but himself.

"Goodbye daddy..."

A tear drops from my eye and I pick up the gun. I shoot my dad in the chest. I don't want to see Niall die ever... Afterwards I shoot myself in the abs as well.

If Niall dies from this, I will too. My mum is screaming and she runs to my dad.

"Baby! No!" My vision starts to haze, but she's dialing a number on her phone. "Hello? Yes, our address is 1700 Unicorn lane in London. There's been a shooting... Please Help!"

I can barley see her as my eyes begin to flutter shut. Then everything just went black...

Goodbye, forever.

Notes

ZAYYYNNN! :'( WHY DID YOU LEAVE US!?!? *cries*
lol Im just kidding... I'm better now after... three days? four days? Idk remember when Zayn left tbh.
But I hope you're not cutting for Zayn! Im watching you >-> Don't worry Zayn won't leave this story, so you can just love this one! Im kidding again... Nobody can replace Zayn. Hope you liked the chapter! Bye yers!!!!

P.S. I update more when you comment ;)
P.S.S. I updated this chapter again, so there's different stuff than before added into it.