Closeted {Larry Stylinson AU}

Harry's POV

What the hell was wrong with him? I thought that was exactly what he wanted! But I guess not. I knew I wouldn't be able to keep him. Lou probably hates me now...

RING! RING! RING!

My ringtone is fucking stupid. "Hello?"

"Harry, what the feck? I thought you were gonna tell him! Not show it off like a parade float and leave!"

What? "First of all, who the fuck is this? Second, what the hell are you talking about?"

"You have caller ID dumbarse..." Oh, right. I should have looked at it before answering it. I guess I was hoping that it would be Louis asking for an apology. But when I look at the caller ID, it's official. Lex.

"What are you talking about?" Lex laughs, trying to contain her sanity.

"The fuck you mean 'What are you talking about'? You left your shit at Louis house and he's crying his eyeballs out!" I still don't know what she means by that. Plus it just occurred to me that's Lex swears when she's on edge. Good to know.

"I still don't know what you're talking about. Why is he the one crying? He kicked me out!"

"You really don't know, do you..." She said that more like a statement, than a question. I wasn't supposed to answer.

"Check your pockets..."

"Which ones?"

"Just check all of 'em." I sigh and rest my phone on my shoulder, holding it with my ear. Then I check my front pockets, my back pockets, my jacket pockets. All of them are empty, with tissue and loose change being an exception. Then I check my book bag... Wait a minute. Where's my—Oh shit. I left my coke at Louis' flat.

"Shit."

"Yeah... Shit. You left your shit at Louis house, and now there won't be Larry Stylinson, Thanks to you and your shit. " Why is she mad at me? This has nothing to do with her. Plus, I thought she was in the hospital with Niall.

"Why don't you just bugger off? This isn't your business. You have no right to bring me down more than you already have."

"None of my business? Louis called me, and told me how much of a piece of crap you were to him last night. Then he told me you were doing drugs. When I told him I knew, he blew up in my face, and told me what a bitch I was from keeping a secret from him. Not only that, but with his Lover! His lover and friend kept a secret from him that nobody else knew. It's just like fucking your best friends' girlfriend in the ass. Now I'm in it, and it's my business. You have to fix this."

Im silent for a bit, and surprisingly, I don't blow up in her face. I just sigh and say "okay." Because it's not like I can just go back to his flat and ask for my cocaine back. I have no choice but to detox. This is going to be shit. Well, I am shit so I guess it makes sense.

I hear a knock at my bedroom door.

"Come in!" My mum walks in with an angry tired expression on her face.

"What the hell did you do with my coke!?" I try to act as if I don't know what she's talking about.

"I thought you liked Pepsi..."

"He's got jokes! You're fucking kidding me right now. I know you stole my cocaine!" She looked drunk, so I'm just guessing she is. She almost stumbled over just walking to me.

"What cocaine? I don't have any!" I'm not lying... It's at Louis house. she slaps me with her fist and pulls me off of my bed with my collar.

"Thou shall not lie!—" she punches me in the face again, hard. "—Thou shall not steal!" She punches me even harder the third time. I'm pretty sure my face is covered in bruises right now. She's a good mum- when she's sober.

"Do you know how fucking expensive coke is?"

"No."

"Well it costs a lot. So guess what, instead of kicking you out, which I would love to do, I'm going to stay in an apartment until you get you own home, so you stop touching my shit."

My mum stands up abruptly and slams my door. I miss Louis... He was gone for 5 months, and now he's gone again. How nice.

Notes

:3 hope you liked it! I know it's short, but I'm tired. So hope you have a great day! Bye yers!