Closeted {Larry Stylinson AU}

Liam's POV

"I should check on Louis, he was pretty upset on the phone the other day. I still have a couple hours till my date with Emma." talking to myself has become a habit. I need to be taken in to the insane asylum soon if this keeps up. I turn the key and my car starts. I roll down the windows in this hot ass summer and rest my arm on the car door. Louis doesn't live that far away, but the heat has made me extremely lazy. The sweat on my forehead is running down my face and getting into my eyes. It's probably the hottest summer yet in England.

As I'm arriving at Louis house, I see that Perries' car is in the driveway. Louis must have called her over. I park on the corner, because there's no more space in his driveway. I hate to see couples fight, especially if it's the cutest couple in England right now.

I knock on his front door and wait... After ten seconds he finally answers. His eyes are red from crying and he doesn't even say hello. He just opens the door for me and then sits back down on his couch. Perrie is looking at me with a concerned expression on her face. He starts sobbing on the couch with his head barried in his hands.

"It's okay Lou, let it out. Tell me what happened." Perrie sits down next to him and starts rubbing his back after consoling him.

"I wanted our fist time to be special... We didn't, you know, but still he went too fast! And I figured out why he was acting so strange. I know I asked the both of you if you noticed anything strange and you both said 'no.' But he was acting strange to me. He was doing drugs..." Perries jaw drops to this new information, but Louis already told me.

"He didn't even tell me! I would've tried to help him if he would've just told me! Did any of you know?" Me and Perrie shook our heads. "...Well Lex and Niall knew. They said that Harry told them not to tell anyone and especially me! Can you believe that? Harold used to tell me everything... I snapped at Lex, I feel terrible. It's not her fault, she tried to help him. Harry didn't really listen to her though. It's been a shitty week..."

I could cry right now. But I'm not going to... Lou needs me right now, Er... Us I should say becausee Perries here. it's silent for a while, but then Perrie opens her mouth. "I know you're in pain right now, but maybe you were a little hard on him-"

"'A little hard on him'!? He did drugs, he lied to me, and he hurt me! How do you go a lititle hard on that!?"

"Exactly, he was doing drugs. Sure, I get the point about the doing drugs thing. But after you start, it's hard to stop. Maybe he didn't want to hurt you by saying 'because you were gone, I started doing drugs.' What drugs was he doing anyway?" Louis raised up his head and sniffled.

"Cocaine..." Perrie looked so confused.

"Cocaine? That shits Expensive! It's more expensive than how much I paid for my wedding gown! How the hell did he get it?"

"I don't know... I don't even know why he got it." Louis has stopped crying, but now has this dull look on his face.

I finally begin to speak after being silent for an hour. "Maybe he got it from his mum. She is an alcoholic, and a bit of a slut... She could have got the money that way."

"Don't say that about her. If me and Harry are getting back together, she's going to be my mum, you know."

"I didn't mean to say it like that, I just couldn't find the right words. Sorry."

"But you're right..." Louis stands up and walks into his kitchen. After a second of hearing the fridge door opening and closing he has a beer in his hand. We're of drinking age in England, so don't worry. He opens it and takes a long sip. Perrie and I are looking at eachother, then look back at him.

"She's not a 'slut', but she does sell her body, a lot. Some Christian... She doesn't have a job so a guess that's the perfect one for her." He chuckles dryly and lays back down on his couch. I feel a buzz on my left leg. I take my phone out of my pocket and. I have a message from Emma. Oh shit.

Em <3<3 sent at 7:09 pm
Boo, don't forget bout r d8! 8:00 remember? I'm ready. :3

I need to pick up Emma! And the restaurant is an hour from Emma's house. Perfect.

"Louis, I'm sorry but I have to leave. I need to be someplace else right now."

"Bye Liam... Thanks for coming over."

"Bye, bye Perrie." She waves and I leave Lou's flat.

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I made it to Emma's house as fast as I could under the speed limit. I bolt to her door and knock. A very pissed Emma opens the door in a little black dress, with stud earrings and heels on. Even though she's about 5 foot, she's my height now.

"You look beautiful..." I made her smile and she doesn't look pissed anymore. She tries to hide it with a smirk.

"We're going to be late for our reservation!"

"No we're not! I'm going to drive very fast..." She giggles and then starts walking to the car. "If you say so..."

She gets in the passenger seat, and then I get in through the drivers side. As I start driving to our destination, Bahama Breeze, a restaurant by the mall, Emma's looking out the window bored as hell. I'm driving as fast as I could, which is the speed limit. We're not going to make it in time at this rate.

"Babe?" Without leaving my eyes off the road I respond. "Yea Emma?"

"Do you wanna just skip dinner tonight?" I pull over by an empty gas station and park.

"What? Why?" She smirks looking down at my lips and looks into my eyes.

"Because I just want you tonight..." I could feel my face and ears getting hot. She leans in and kisses my lips, I can feel my member getting hard. Are we gonna do it in a car? Nice!

She lifts up my shirt, and I lift up hers. We've done it before, but in a car, in public, It feels more rebellious. Of course no one can see us because it's too dark, but I'm going to enjoy this. We crawl into the back seat, removing all of our clothes. We start kissing again and I'm hugging her as tight as I can.
I really do love her. She's not just some fuck buddy down the street of your house, she's fun to be with. She sweet and sometimes shy. She's the best woman anyone could want.

Emma grabs on to my dick, then starts pumping. A moan from deep in my throat escapes my mouth, and I can already feel like I'm close.
I start rubbing her clit and she bites my lip. She's so wet... It turns me on even more. I switch from her clit to her twat. She moans loudly and grits her teeth. Her moans are becoming repetitive as my finger goes in and out of her. When I become hard enough, Emma let's go of my cock. I then slip inside her easily.

I lay on the seats and she starts bouncing on my cock. I'm so close...

"Fuck..."

"Uhh!" She starts twitching uncontrollably as I ride through her orgasm. I cum hard inside her and this is the best night of my life.
After that, we both fall asleep to sleep... Fun but tiring.

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(Shut the door... Turn the light off. I wanna be with you, I wanna be you-)

"Hello?"

"Li-Liam? I fucked up... I can't anymore I can't live with out him!"

"Harry? What's wrong?"

"I n-need you're he-hel-help-p p-please come over... I *sniffle* *sobbing*"

"I'll be there just now alright?"

"*More Heavy sobbing*"

I hang up, put on my clothes and put Emma's clothes on her for her. So cute when she's sleeping... I then jump in the driver seat. I head for Harry's flat as fast as I could.

After driving to his flat, I realize something. all of his lights are off... Is he not home?

I walk up to his door and after a good knock, it swings open by itself. Harry is on the floor sobbing half naked, Only in his boxers. and everything in the house is in pieces. His paintings are on the floor, broken beer bottles and rubbish are everywhere, lamps are without their shades, and I think I see vomit on the coffee table... Jesus...

Harry stands up from the floor and hugs me tightly. "I didn't mean to! I missed him too much! Now he's gone forever... I'm alone! Not even my mum wants me! I feel like I'm gonna throw up!" He slides and breaks down on the floor.

Even though he weighs like, 200 pounds I manage to lift him to his room. I set him down on his bed and he's sobbing like crazy. Poor Harry... I run into his bathroom and wet a washcloth. I return to his room and his crying has subsided. I wash his face, and then tuck him in. I grab a random pale just hanging out in the living room and set it down next to his bed, just in case he throws up again. I turn off his bedroom lights and leave his room.

I walk down stairs and look around the living room. I have a lot of shit to do. I start with the puke on the table, and continue from there.

Notes

I'm so sorry that I didn't update for a month. I hope you guys like the story still though! I'll try my best for a schedule, but no promesis... Bye yers! :)