LOST AND STILL FINDING(larry stylinson)

Harry’s pov

That was shit. Complete bull shit.

My fists were clenched together so hard that I don’t even know if they turned white or not or the blood ran out of them but I could feel my nails digging into my palm and it helped to ease the pain. I could taste blood in my mouth because of how much I tried not to cry as I was biting the inside of my cheeks.

I walked to the door to address the bell.

I open the door and my frown turned into a soft expression as I saw gemma standing at the door.

“hey” she says tiredly. She looked tired.

She enters in and I shut the door behind her. And that’s when I noticed our bags that we shopped were still there on the couch and the table.

“you guys went shopping? That’s plenty” she asks keeping her purse on the centre table before dropping herself onto the couch shutting her eyes as she breathed deeply.

“yeah!” I reply as i walked into the kitchen to get her water. “been a rough day?” I ask her as I handed her the glass and she mutterd a thanx.

“I swear if that Lilly gets the job I’m filing a suet” she looks up.
“which Lilly? Sebastin’s sister? You’re classmate lily back in 2010?” that’s what I remember if there has not been another Lilly invented yet.

“no it’s the other Lilly. Mike’s cousin” she huffs an annoying look taking up her face.

“Lilly Edward?” I ask her as I walk upto the bags to gather the bags and I heard the bedroom door open as I guess Louis walked out. Who else?

“yeah. ..I swear I’ll file the suet. She actually flirted with Christopher’s assistant. Ew. I mean who does that? ..everybody here is desperate for job and sex but that does not mean you’ll just grab it at the first chance” She’s all bitching about her. She was a nice friend of her once. Lilly Edwards. Everybody fancied her once at the high school until she got into Gemma's boyfriends pants.

Gemma always scored high. Not like the toppers and stuff but a little below them. She was in the debating society. She was so good with
words nobody could ever fight her.

Max her boyfriend was a bit of same. He was into acting. Lilly drugged him one day and clicked all kind of photographs with him while he was in that condition which could make you look like he forced himself on her. She was jealous of Gemma and that is why she did that. She couldn’t compete with her academically.

“hey gem!” Louis beams from behind her and she replies back with a hi. He's changed into sweats and hoodie. He looks so fluffy. Well i should just brush away these thoughts coz they lead to only one stupid thing.

He seats himself on the sofa near the bags and searches for a particular bag. “well nice bitching though” he laughs making gemma copy him.

“you bet” she replies smirking.

“I hope you’re not going to bitch about this” he takes out the black YSL purse from the bags and hands it to her and I see gemma straightening herself up as her eyes open wide her jaw hanging a little. Its in matte look. The bag.

“its louis’ choice though” I tell her as she takes the bag from him not removing her eyes from the bag.

“its gorgeous my brother!” she announces sighing a little like she saw a real goddess in front of her.

"Why did you guys spent so much on a bag? Why?!" She looks up at me a worry look covering her eyes.

"Its fine you don't have to worry about that ...and anyway its been 4 years since I gifted you your birthday present I think I owe this to you?" I ask her. Literally whatever she's done for me is just not explainable.

"You owe me that is for sure..but I don't think I owe you this much. Not a YSL bag for sure" she nods keeping it in front of her and then breathing deeply and then sighs., "you guys" her eyes shine a happy color.

"And...and if you're worried about how much he spent today. He almost spent an amount equivalent to buy another lambhorghini. Don't worry he says it's not much." He shrugs mocking and I just stare just stare at him like how much he is happy looking at Gemma being happy and then his gaze shifts towards me and I don't know what to do. Its like we're holding each other's gaze and the whole world around us has stopped and its like there is wind blowing through the window and his fluffy smooth hair just flew over his forehead and his smile is kind of falling as his eyes travel up and down my face multiple times before forcefully shifting his gaze back at Gemma as he gulps and nervously brings his smile back before deep breathing and composing his posture.

"What? Harry.. You're not supposed to be wasting so much money are you crazy? Your medical bills. Have you looked at that? Save some. " she frowns looking at the bags. Well she's right.
"But I have the insurance thing doing it for me. You don't have to worry. Calm down..and I just thought for a change maybe I could buy some new brands" i wiggle my eyebrows.
"Show me what you brought" she asks me and I almost smiled wide and Louis actually slapped his face and slouched back onto the seat, "not again not again" he murmured and I laugh.

He knows how excited I was at that time.

I hand her the bags, "here..look at them Gemma, just have a look. Its the latest collection. Like the prettiest ever. They make you feel like Jesus" I sigh looking at the beautiful shirts being unfolded in front of me.

"We know that harry" he grunts. I laugh at the reaction and he looks up.

"Try this" he looks through the bags. "Here" he takes out the cologne I bought for him.

"Its not a brand" she says confused because Every thing we got today was some brand.

"That is what" I say, "you don't believe me right? I've always said cheaper colognes are better than any brand. Any. ..even for that matter that zayn gave you. The religious perfume...what do you call it...'itar' I guess. Its fragrance is just natural"

Louis' pov

Harry looks so happy like somebody just gifted him something on Christmas. And he's here siting in the hall unwrapping all of them. All I can imagine right now is him as a rich kid sitting under the 9 feet Christmas tree unwrapping gifts.

He starts to open the bottle and stretches Gemma's arm.


"That's a men's try it on yourself" she flinches her arm back. "I smell of plenty. Louis give me yours" he asks me and I'm a bit surprised as he skips a seat on the couch and hops and sits beside me as he takes my wrist in his hand. He sprays twice and brings it to his nose. That's weird he could've just sprayed it on his arm. It wouldn't matter.

"Jesus! This is the best. See?" He stretches out my arm to Gemma and she bends down stretching my arm further to herself.

"That's my arm for god sakes" I flinch it back and harry laughs as he looks at Gemma amused expression.

"You were right" she nods, "it's pretty like...like nice...i like that..its perfect for my brothers. Smells the right amount of gay" she laughs her head falling back making me blush and I'm sure Harry's body had a reaction to that because he felt a bit uneasy beside me but then when I shifted my leg to touch him he eased. Oh.

I wanted to look at him just to confirm, I know he was flustered too. But I don't really know but then I did look at him and he seemed to be
blushing a bit.

"Well, thank you guys for the bag. Its means too much. More than I can thank you about but I'd still say you guys wasted a lot of money today. " she clears her throat though she had a smile on her face.

"Your welcome" I reply though Harry's face seems to be turning into a pout because of what gemma said.

He looks cute though. He has to. He's harry styles.

"And yes tomorrow is 26th right?" She asks getting up.

I nod in return slouching down a bit putting my legs on the table in front.

"Harry you've got your appointment for the stitches. They'll be cut tomorrow. I got a call from the doctor" she says the mood changing into serious.

I'm still a bit confused over a million of things which just not seem to get into my head.

What was nick going to do when I passed out? How did harry know I was there at the bar? Was it nick who punched Harry? What actually happened at the bar? And like why actually was I made to resign my job? Like what is the actual reason? Is it seriously harry? Like it said in the papers?

My head spins with so many questions just wandering around and I don't know the answer to any of them. I don't even know if they're related to me or something but they still effect me and that's what worries me. Basically talking about harry. I can't see him like that.

The way he's just making himself live each day with the same pain I saw the first night he cried his eyes out, returning back. I don't know its just weird I'm not aware of such things but I still want to help him. Take him away somewhere where he doesn't have people he hates because he's such a butterfly that wont discriminate any flower and sit on each one of them.

I don't even know how people can hate him. I mean he's so down to earth he cannot even think about hurting anyone. Well its a bit contradicting because he only thinks that way about Nick. Only and only Nick.

Is it some childhood rivalry because they've been best friends?

They have known each other for most of their life time and just turning things the other way round where all they want to do is hurt each other is way far from what I can think of.
I don't know how much the thought hurts me and I can't even think of how much its hurts Him but I'm sure I've seen a percentage of hurt on his face every time he's talked about him and how whole heartily he hates him.

After dinner we were like really tired. All three of us. Its was just 9 when we finished with the dinner and went to bed. It was soon but harry started with his childhood philosophies as gemma calls them.

He said he as a kid always went to bed early and slept tight till five and woke up at dot five. Gemma said it was actually the care taker who would shove him to bed at 9:30 pm and wake him at 5 so it was kind of a routine. None of his philosophies.

I was so tired all I wished was somebody could massage my thighs and legs and it was kind of impossible that right now I'd go and take a warm shower so I slept like that under layers of duvet until I felt two arms wrapping around my waist and legs sliding and tangling with mine as he breathed and kissed against my skin.

I would take his kisses against a thigh massage and warm shower any day.

Notes

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