One Direction- The Larry Stylinson Tragedy (Larry Stylinson and Niam Bromance)

Harry Styles wants to admit his love for his best friend, Louis Tomlinson, once their last concert of the tour is over. Little does he know about the tragic events that are going to happen. Will Harry live or not? Will Niall and Liam also confess their love for each other?


13. Our Time Together (Part Two)

Liam POV:

While the movie is going on, I continuously look over at Harry and Louis. All I can think of is how much I want something as special as they had. With Niall especially. I mean, I still don’t know if I would call myself gay because I still have a strong interest in women, but there is something special in Niall. But I know for sure he isn’t gay. Last night while he was filling his veins with alcohol, he was flirting with every girl he came across. It made me die a little bit on the inside to know I will never have a chance at something like those two on the couch.

Harrys POV- (Fast forward to the end of the movie)

I looked down in his beautiful green eyes and I could feel the space between us growing smaller.

“I’m going to go and check on Niall and Zayn,” Liam probably purposely interrupts. He gets up and down to the room Zayn and Niall are in.

Louis rolls his eyes and drags his legs off the couch to stand up. Once he is up, he takes a second and stretch. I think I want to go and do something with him today but I’m not sure what. Maybe go for a walk over at the park. Yeah, that would be nice. I decide to ask him before he walks off.

“Hey Lou?” I start. “I was thinking, would you want to go for a walk in the park down the road?”

He sleepily smiles and nods saying, “I would love to! Just let me go and get a shower and dressed.”

I giggle and nod my head. I see him walk off down the hall and opens the door to our room and shuts it, leaving it unlocked. I laugh at the thought.

By now, the medicine has taken full effect and I don’t feel any pain. I get up and walk into the kitchen and grab a glass and fill it with some water. I stand there thinking of what to do until I hear singing coming from my room. I also hear that the shower is not running any more. I walk over to the door and open it. I hear Lou singing his part to ‘Moments’. It sounds so beautiful to my ears. He moves on to the chorus and I join in, singing along with him. As soon as I start, he stops and cracks the door looking out.

“Hi Lou,” I say smiling. “I was just listening and started singing.”

“Haha, it’s okay.” He replies.

He opens the door and walks out in a white towel hung loosely around his waist. I look down from his neck to his slight v-line.

“Like what you see, Haz?” Louis asks, jokingly.

I feel myself blush and look away. At the moment, I am trying to decide if a shower is necisary because Simon said that I will need supervision, as in someone is in the bathroom to make sure I don’t slip or to make sure water doesn’t get in my wound. So, I am leaning more towards the no answer. I haven’t changed since the boys got here a while ago. I walk into the unoccupied bathroom and pull out the drawer and pick up my toothbrush and toothpaste. I turn on the water and wet my toothbrush and begin to brush my teeth.

Liam POV

I walk into the room occupied by two drunks. I immediately smell alcohol and it is almost overpowering. They left a couple of beers open and they also reek of the smell. I look over to Niall who is awkwardly passed out on Zayn, who’s mouth is wide open. I walk over to the sleeping blonde boy and sit on the edge of the bed. I put my hand on his cheek and he stirs a little bit. I start to whisper.

“I wish you knew how I felt. And I wish that you felt the same, but I understand. It’s okay.”

I was more of talking to myself, but I still felt the need to say it to him, awake or not. I lean down and kiss his forehead. I get ready to leave when I feel Niall’s hand tighten around my arm, pulling me back down.

“Hey Li,” He says.

I smile saying, “Hey. How are ya feelin mate?”

Niall shrugs and squeezes his eyes. “I’ve been better.”

I sigh and rub his shoulder.

“You drank way to much last night Niall. You couldn’t even walk straight,” I say to him giggling.

He laughs and rolls over to face me better.

Niall POV

I roll over and look into his gorgeous eyes, wishing he loved me as much as I did him. I have loved him since day one and I wish I could tell him. Yes I am bi. I am not open about it. I just hate being put into a category of gay or bi. I hate the labeling. I know that about 80 percent of the fans or more would acceup it but I would still be labled. But if I had a chance for this amazing, wonderful, gorgeous boy in front of me, I wouldn’t mind one bit. All I want is to be happy with one person and that is Liam James Payne. I feel myself leaning closer and closer to Liam unconsciously and once we were probably 8 inches away from each other, he gets up.

“I’m going to go and make you some food,” He says, face a little red.

I nod my head, and he walks out of the room. I lay back in my pillow and start to cry silently. Apparently it wasn’t too quiet because I woke Zayn up, which is not easy to do.

“Niall, Niall, what’s wrong?” He asks, worried.

I continue to cry but harder and louder. Zayn crawls over to me and puts one arm around my waist and another on the top of my head, stroking my hair. I move over and sob into his chest, finally letting out my emotions for him.

“Shhh, Niall. I got you. Do you want to tell me what’s wrong?” Zayn asks. “If you want me to keep it a sectet, I can.”

I nod into his chest, taking a minute to calm down. Zayn just strokes my hair and lets me let my emotions out.

I don’t move, but I start by telling him the obvious.

“I like Liam. No. I love him. And I don’t think he feels the same. He has always had his interest in Danielle and never me.”

“Don’t say that. He might but you can’t be sure until he says he does or doesn’t.” Zayn replies.

I nod my head.

“But right before you got up, he was in here and I was leaning in and he got up and left to make us food,” I say.

“Maybe he just panicked and didn’t know what you wanted to do.”

“Maybe,” I say.

“So, does this make you-“

“Yes, I’m bi,” I say.

“Well, to me, that doesn’t change your appearance one bit,” Zayn says.

“Thank you so much Zayn. I have been just so afraid of being labeled.”

“I understand.”

I hear nocking at the door and Liam walks in.

“I jus- Oh. Am I interrupting something?” Liam asks.

“No, you’re fine,” Zayn says. “What were you going to say?”

“There is food on the table,” Is all he says and walks out with a huge frown.

Zayn sighs and I just hug him tight. “Do you want to go eat?” I ask.

“Sure. Just let me get up real fast.”

Harry POV

I am all done with everything needed in the bathroom so I walk out. I find Louis sitting on our bed with black skinny jeans on and a black and white striped shirt with white converse. He looks amazing. I shake my head smiling and walk over to the wardrobe and pull out blue skinnies, boxers, and a red t-shirt. I pull off my shirt slowly, making sure not to hurt myself. That is when I remembered. I can’t dress myself or do any bending down below the waist. I feel my cheeks heat up, knowing what I am going to have to ask Louis.

“Um, hey Lou?” I ask.

“Hmm?” He replies looking at me.

“Um, I am going to need your help putting my pants on. I can’t bend down at all.”

“Sure, just let me know when you need me.”

I quickly push my pajama pants and boxers off, grabbing my new pair. I manage to slide them up with my foot and then I look over to Louis.

“Okay,” I say.

He gets up and walks to me. I hand him my pants and he lays them on the floor and tells me to step in them. I do as told and he slides them up my legs, and right above my knees, I am able to grab them, but he doesn’t let me. He pulls them all the way up and buttons them and everything. He looks up and into my eyes and leans in for a kiss. He pushes his soft, gentle lips against mine and I feel sparks flying through my body. Our lips start to move in sync and his tongue meets mine, battling for dominance. The kiss lasts about a minute or two, and we pull apart, foreheads against the others. Louis looks me in the eyes again.

“Haz, I just want you to know, you don’t need to feel nervous around me. I want to help you in any way you want me to.” Louis says.

I nod my head and smile.

“Are you ready to go?” He asks.

“Yeah,” I say, grabbing his hand, pulling him out of the room.

Louis and I are walking down the hall when we come across the kitchen and see that Liam looks upset.

“Li, what’s wrong?” I ask.

He looks up, eyes kind of red and puffy. He was probably crying, which is not like Liam.

“Just saw something that made me upset.”

I look at Louis with a questionable look on my face.

“Do you want to talk about it?” I ask.

He shakes his head and looks back down at the counter.

“Okay,” I say. “Well, Lou and I are going to walk down to the park for a little bit. Call us if you need something.”

“Alright, be careful!”

With that, Lou and I walk to the front door and exit the house. Louis grasps my hand and sends chills up my arm. I look over to him and smile. We start our walk to the park and it is quite nice. Not to hot, and not too cold. There are quite a few clouds in the sky, so I am afraid it might rain. I try to ignore that and put my focus back on Lou. We walk in a comfortable silence for five minytes to the park.

“We’re here!” Louis sings.

I look around and down the brick pathway. There are several trees and an open grass field. Benches Line the pathway. We walk a little bit further down and pick a bench to sit at since our feet were getting a little tired. Lou helps me sit down and then he sits himself down next to me, folding our hands together again, placing them on his thigh. He leans over on my shoulder a little bit and I rest my head on the top of his.



“Promise me you will never scare me like you did,” Louis says.

“What do you mean?” I ask him.

“When I thought that you- died.”

“Oh, that. I won’t.” I say.

I can feel him nodding his head. The only thing he didn’t realize was that I didn’t say ‘I promise’. I sigh and look out at everything. I feel rain drops hitting my nose and look up, seeing how dark the clouds are getting.

“Awww,” I say.

“What’s the matter?” He asks.

“It’s raining!” I complain.

“Aww, we just got here!” He says.

I sigh and Louis gets up.

“Why?!” He says, getting down on his knees. “Why must you ruin such a perfect moment?!”

I get up and laugh. I grab his hand and he stands up. We begin the long, and now wet, walk back to the house. I think we get lost because by now, we have been walking for 10 minutes and there is not a house in sight. There is only a road and some grass and trees. Louis pulls out his phone.

“Hey, Liam? Yeah, can you come and pick Harry and I up? We are kind of lost. Yeah, just track my phone. Okay we will stay put. Bye.”

Louis looks at me and says, “Liam is coming to pick us up. He will be here in a minute.”

“Thank God!” I say. I am now cold and wet and in desperate need of a shower.

That is when I remind myself. I can’t be in the bathroom by myself. Oh well. I will just try not to slip or something. Louis sits down on the curb and lays his head down in the grass. A rain drop lands in his eye and he screams. I laugh and have a huge grin on my face. I look down at Louis’ now soaked shirt, outlining his torso, abs and all. I look up into his green eyes, getting lost. I just stand there, looking down at him, thinking of how great I have it. I didn’t realize that Liam had pulled up in the car and has been honking until he rolled down the window.

“Hey, sorry to interrupt the moment, but we need to go now! Hurricane category 4 is coming our way! Louis, I need you to help me and the others board up the windows!”

My eyes widen at what I just heard. I hate storms because they bring thunder. And I hate thunder.

“Haz, what’s wrong?” Louis asks.

“It’s nothing. I just don’t like storms.”

“Well, Let’s go because it is coming.” Louis says.

He takes my hand and guides me to one side of the car and opens my door. I smile at him and climb in. He runs around to the other side and climbs in. Liam speeds off and we are back to the house within minutes. We pull up and see that all of the windows are already boarded up.

“Wow, they did that quick!” Liam says.

He turns off the car and he runs to the front door. I get out and run over to Harry’s side of the car. I open his door and help him out. Once he is out of the car, I shut his door and help him to the front door. Once we are in the house, Niall hands us towels to get most of the water off at the front door so it isn’t all over the house.

Once we are dried off, Harry and I walk to our room and shut the door.

“I am going to go take a shower,” I say.

“Okay, just be careful.”

I walk to the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I don’t bother to lock it because I know he won’t come in here unless he absolutely has to. I start the shower and let it warm up to comfortable temperature. I start to take my clothes off and slowly peel my shirt off of my body. I look in the mirror and glance at my wound. It is horrible looking. It is a little bit better than it was yesterday though. I sigh and discard the rest of the clothing from my body and put my finger under the running water and adjust the temperature until it was perfect. I walk into the shower and stick my head under the water and grab the shampoo. I scrub my hair and rinse it out. I walk to the back of the shower to grab the soap but I slip on a soapy spot and fall on my back. I think I hit my head on something because I hear things fall down with me and then everything goes black.

I slowly regain consciousness as I am hearing a voice screaming my name.


My vision is blurred, but I can tell it is Louis by the sound of his voice.

I mumble, “Louis?”

“Oh my god Harry! I thought I had lost you!” Louis says.

He crashes his lips against mine for a few seconds and cups my cheek with his hand. I raise my hand and do the same to him. He gets up and walks across the bathroom and gets a towel to put over me. I realize I am still lying naked on the floor of the shower. I feel my face heat up as I am exposed.

“Haz, you know you don’t need to be embarrassed.” Louis says.

I sigh as he puts the towel around my waist.

“Do not move. You are bleeding bad and I have to keep pressure on your head,” He says.

Liam walks in the room.

“Louis wha- OHMYGOD HARRY!!!” Liam screams.

I squeeze my eyes in the pain from the loudness.

“Liam, get the first aid kit. We need to stich his head.” Louis says.

Liam nods and runs out. I can hear Niall and Zayn asking what happened. I look at the floor because Liam kept staring at it and see blood everywhere.

“Oh my god,” I say. “How long was I out?”

“A minute maybe. I got in here before anything bad happened.”

Liam is now back with the emergency kit.

“Give me some gauze. I’m so sorry Harry. This is going to hurt.”

He presses the gauze gently against the cut in my head and it accually doesn’t hurt that bad.

“Liam, I don’t think I can give him the stitches.” Louis says.

“Okay. I will call Zayn. ZAYN! Come here please!” Liam says.

Within seconds, Zayn is in the room along with Niall.

“Zayn, I need you to give Harry the stitches,” Liam says.

Zayn hesitates, but takes the needle and what ever that thread looking thing was. I start to freak out, not wanting the pain that comes along with this.  Zayn kneels infront of me and has a look on his face that says, ‘sorry’. He sticks the needle in the wound to close it up and I scream and tense up. It is a horrid feeling.

About 3 or 4 painful minutes later, Louis comes back in the room. He had to leave because he couldn’t watch his best friend cause me pain. He walks back in biting his bottom lip.

“Louis, can you help him get dressed and either lay him in bed or out on the couch?” Liam asks.

Louis nods his head and the others leave the room, shutting the door to the actual room. I take Louis’ hand and he slowly helps me get up. My towel falls off and I blush.

Louis giggles and says, “It’s fine Haz.”

Once I stand straight up, I have trouble walking on my right leg because of landing weird earlier. Louis notices and motions for me to put my arm around his neck so I do. I hop over to the bed and Louis sets me down. He walks over to the wardrobe and picks out some boxers, pajama pants, and a plain black t-shirt. I put the shirt and boxers on and Louis helps me with the pajama pants. He sits down next to me and just puts his head on my shoulder. I wrap my arms around his torso and he starts to cry.

“I’m so sorry Harry. I am doing such a bad job of taking care of you.”

“Hey, It’s okay. You are doing the best you can. It is just really hard for me to do things on my own.”

He nods and calms himself down. I take his hand and he stands up, helping me. I wrap my arm around his neck again and he wraps his left arm around my back. We waddle to the front of the house and into the living room. He sits me down on the larger couch.

“Do you want to sit or lay down?” Louis asks.

“Whichever way is more comfortable for you to sit with me,” I say.

He sits me down and I pull him close to me, cuddling with each other. The other three boys walk in the room and sit on the other chairs.

“So I looked at the weather and looks like we will be trapped in here for at least a week,” Liam says. “It is moving at most five miles per hour and is extremely wide. It will be a category 3 hurricane when it comes tomorrow morning. I was thinking Niall and I will run to the grocery store real quick before things get too bad. Is that alright Niall?”

Niall nods his head. Liam gets up, as well as Niall.

“We will be back in hopefully an hour,” Liam announces.


They leave and shut the door. I look over to Zayn and smile. He smiles back and looks down at Louis, who is looking up at my face. I look into his eyes, and think, believe it or not, after all of the events that happened today, it was a pretty good day with my boo. 

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