Closeted {Larry Stylinson AU}

Louis POV

"Wow..." Ernie stares at me, in shock, and I hope he won't react negatively. He is just sitting on my bed, looking past me, motionless.

"Ernest?" He doesn't respond. "Say something, Ernie..." I shake my hands in front of his face and he still doesn't say anything. I start to consider slapping him in the face.

"Sorry, Lou. I just don't know what to say..." My breath starts to shake and so do my legs.

"Are you okay with it? Are you not? I just told you I'm gay, that's the biggest secret I've ever told you." Ernie nods and puts his hand on my shoulder. I let out a sigh of relief.

"You're my little brother--Erm, only brother, and no matter what you become or decide to be, I'm okay with it. It's going to take some getting used to, but I'll always love you." I want to tell him that 'being gay isn't a choice, etc' but I'll save that for another day, because it's rare to see us not arguing over something. He opens his arms and comes toward me. I close the gap between us with my body and squeeze as tight as I can. This is the first time I've actually been nice to my brother without having to.

He lets go of me and I stand up because I've had enough of Ernie to last a lifetime. He stands up with me.

"So, do you have a boyfriend?" Oh god, not this shit again. I decide, since I'm already out, I might as well be truthful.

"Yes, I'm dating Harry." The look on his face showed that he wasn't surprised.

"Who would have guessed?! You guys are inseparable, I should have known." It's quiet for a minute, and it mainly us staring at eachother. Just as I'm about to leave Ernie opens his mouth to speak.

"When are you telling mum and dad?" I chuckle dryly.

"Ernie, you're funny. You should become a stand up comedian." Ernest rolls his eyes.

"Come on! You can't just not--" A yell comes from downstairs. "LOUIS WILLIAM TOMLINSON!"

We both look at eachother, then look at my bedroom door. Back at eachother, then back at the door. "COME HERE NOW!" We both bolt downstairs and see mum, dad, and Lot sitting on the sofa. Lottie looks pissed, and mum and dad do too. Lottie looks upset at them though, not me.

"SIT." My dad points at the chair in front of the sofa and I don't say a word. Sometimes it's best to not get smart, and just listen. If they found out about Harry, it wouldn't be a good thing to be yelling at eachother. I sit down and Ernie sits next to Lottie.

My dad pulls out a phone from his pocket. It looks very similar to my own. I check my pockets and look around. That IS my phone. "Louis, your outbursts and absents have made us wonder what was happening with you. You sister," He looks at Lot and she gives him a scowl. "Wouldn't tell us if anything was was wrong. So, we looked through your-" Lottie interrupts.

"I told them not to do it!" Dad slams his fist on the coffee table. "SHUT UP!" Lottie's look softens and she looks frightened. I don't say a word, even though I want to protect my sister.

"So we looked through your phone. What is the meaning of this?!" He shows me the texts I've sent and received from Harry. Lots of them are us saying 'I love u' or 'your perfect'. Some are pictures of us kissing eachother, and some sexts are in there too. My face turns 50 shades of red and I gulp really hard.

"I'm gay, dad." My mother looks ashamed of me and my dad looks a mix of angry and disappointed. "I know it's not what you want from me, and I know it's against God! But I love him." My dad shakes his head.

"No you don't. It's lust! What about, Eleanor?"

"I didn't love her dad... I didn't want to keep her stuck in a relationship where she wasn't loved!" He points to the far corner.

"Those are your bags. Go upstairs and get packed, I don't want a FAG living in my house." I'm done. I'm fucking done with playing nice. I have no choice but to leave, I might as well make them hate me even more so I won't have to see them again.

"Alright. But BOTH of you can go fuck yourselves in the arsehole. I can't believe you would kick out your son, for telling the fucking truth." I storm upstairs and both siblings run after me.

Lottie catches up with me as I start gathering my things. "You can't leave! Where are you going to go?" I stop what I'm doing and sit her down.

"Lottie, I'm not going far away. You'll still get to see me! I don't know where I'll go, but the first person I'm going to is Harry." Tears form in her eyes, Ernie is just staring at me. "I love you guys, and I'll be back soon! If I'm not, I'll have my own house."

I kiss Lot on the forehead and continue to pack my things. Lottie is still crying, but she's not trying to make me stay. Ernie is still just staring at me but with a smile. I'm guessing he understands as well.

I have all all of my things pack and head out the door without saying goodbye to my parents.

I start to dial Harry's number.

"Hello?" The realization of what just happened hits me. I begin to cry.

"Louis? What's wrong? Do you need me to beat someone up for you? Is it your brother? Is it your feelings? Do you need me to punch your feelings?!"

"Is it alright if I stay at your place for a while?"

"Of course Boobear! You can come over anytime! I'll open my door for you. Are you already walking? Are you close?" I stand at his door.

"I'm already here." Harry swings open the door. Before I can even crack a fake smile he wraps his arms around me as tight as he can get them. He kisses me all over my face... If this is how our relationship is going to be for the rest of our life I'm okay with that. He finally losses his grip and grabs my shoulders. He looks at my bags.

"Did you run away or something? Come in." I walk into Harry's house, which is not filled with empty wine bottles for once. His mum is sitting on the couch reading the newspaper when suddenly, she looks up. "Hello Louis!" She then looks at my bags. "I don't have an extra room for you to move I Lou! What's all this stuff?"

"Mum, it's alright he can stay in my room." She doesn't say anything except stare at Harry some type of way. "I'll keep the door open." Her look softens then looks back at me.

"Did you run away? If you did you need to go home right now-"

"I got kicked out." Harry puts his hand on my shoulder with a concerned expression written all over his perfect face.

"I don't think they can do that, can they?"

"Since I'm 19 now, they can. It's like they've been waiting my whole life to get rid of me." Harry moves his arm from my shoulder to my waist.

"Lou, I highly doubt that. They love you! It's just- well, do you know why they kicked you out?" I took a deep breath.

"I was forced to come out. My dad said he didn't want a fag living in his home." I rested my head on Harry's shoulder and he kisses my on my forehead. "Poor baby, I'm so sorry you have to go through this!"

"It's okay, I get to be with you without worrying how long I've been here, or if my parents will find out about us because they know! I Was tired of the closet anyway." They both start laughing and I join in. Afterwards, Harry grabbed my things and put them in his room.

"This is our room now. I get to cuddle you every morning, and every night..." I roll my eyes and sarcastically say "Oh no, this will be DREADFUL..." He punches me in my arm and before you know it, we start play fighting. I'm going to marry this man one day.

Notes

HEYYYY I know I keep lying, I'm sorry. It's been a month. I suck. I know. But my birthday has passedddd!!!!! That shows it's been over a year since I've started this story, and I want to thank everyone for the feedback you guys give me. I feed off of that stuff. This is completely off topic but I have generalized anxiety disorder (GAD) and I'm a little paranoid right now, so if there are typos or misspellings, blame that. I don't have time to really check. But PLEASE comment/rate/subscribe. Faster the feedback, faster the new chapter comes. BYE YERSSS