Six Degrees Of Separation (Larry AU) One Shot

*A/N: This one shot is dedicated to XMrsTomlinsonX for introducing me to the song 'Six Degrees of Separation' by The Script. It's such an amazing song and it reminded me so much of Larry. Go check her out, okay? :D She's an amazing author! She deserves all the fans in the world. Aha. :) By the way, I apologize if this is confusing to read. I'm doing it a one time write, plus I just heard this song and don't know much what it means. And i'm pretty sure it sucks. Hope you enjoy!*

Harry was curled in a bed next to the familiar body of the boy he fell in love with. Something he's realized is no matter what he'll do he'll always be with this boy. The boy named Louis Tomlinson.

No matter what, he'll love him. No matter how scared he gets, he'll always have him.

No matter how long they're separated, they'll always be back without hesitation.

~

You've read the books,

You've watched the shows,

What's the best way no one knows, yeah,

Meditate, get hypnotized.

Anything to take from your mind.

But it won't go,

You're doing all these things out of desperation,

Ohhh ohhh,

You're going through six degrees of separation.

A month ago...

Harry was satten in his living room, skipping through channels on the TV.

He turned it off. It reminded him too much of him.

He never intended on ending it between them. He was just too scared to admit his feelings for him.

He was afraid of falling harder than he already has.

No matter what though, every single thing reminded him of him.

The television shows they always watched, the books they've read.

He's tried so many things just to forget about him. Nothing ever worked.

Mediation, being hypnotized. All thoughts of him.

He's desperate to forget him. Forget all their memories.

~

You hit the drink, you take a toke

Watch the past go up in smoke.

Harry had been wasted that night. Gone out with Zayn just to forget.

They had went into a private room with a bunch of other people.

He gulped and gulped and gulped 'til his glass was empty.

Through out it all, he was drunk and was handed a small pipe.

He and Zayn inhaled turns and just talked. Talked about everything.

All Harry's thoughts still contained about Louis.

Everything ending in a puff of smoke.

~ 

Fake a smile, yeah, lie and say that,

You're better now than ever, and your life's okay

When it's not, no.

Harry visited his mother once in that month. Giving her a smile.

One that wouldn't draw questions.

When asked about how he was, he simply smiled, "I'm better now than ever."

He had lied.

"And what about your life?" She had asked as well.

Harry hesitated a moment. "It's okay." He lied once more.

Never in his entire life had he'd felt so guilty.

He and his mother had been really close.

They never lied to each other.

~

You're doing all these things out of desperation,

Ohhh ohhh,

You're going through six degrees of separation.

~

First, you think the worst is a broken heart

Harry was curled in his bed the next morning. Tears rolling down his cheeks.

The headache of his hang over was pushed to the side.

A picture frame with him and Louis was tightly hugged to his chest.

Even if he was the one to end it, he was hurting too.

What hurt the most was acting like he didn't care.

'Cause he did.

 ~

What's gonna kill you is the second part

~

And the third, is when your world splits down the middle

Harry choked on the water he was drinking. "What?!" He yelled.

His sister, Gemma, smiled weakly at him. "Yeah, he's gone.."

It was Tuesday and Gemma had told him that their step-father passed away.

Their father.

The one who had always been his rock.

The one who always believed in him.

~

And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself

2 weeks after that...

Harry slashed the cold water from his sink onto his face.

He later went down and ate some cereal, feeling a tad better.

After the previous night, crying his eyes out over the funeral of his step-dad.

He felt like he could do anything.

Today he was gonna talk to Louis. Explain himself.

~

Fifth, you see them out with someone else

Later in the afternoon Harry was walking past shops.

He stopped seeing a familiar head of hair.

It was featherly brown.

He knew that style from anyone.

He noticed Louis was walking out of an ice cream shop.

He was about to call out to him but stopped himself seeing a guy walk out after him and wrap an arm around his waist. Louis had lent into the touch and took an ice cream from him.

One thing shocked Harry the most.

He kissed his cheek.

~

And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have messed up a little

Harry had fled that place faster than he had come.

He knew he messed up so bad.

He lost the one who he loved.

And the only person who could ever love him.

~

(Oh no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)

(No no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)

~

You tell your friends, yeah, strangers too,

Anyone who'll throw an arm around you, yeah

One night Harry was in a pub, drinking away his thoughts.

Trying to solve problems unsolvable by alcohol.

Some one that sat next to him, probably drunker than him.

He ended up babbling on about his problems no caring who they were.

The person listened intently and hugged him with he cried.

"You have to get him back. No matter what it takes."

And he took that advice.

~

Tarot cards

Gems and stones,

Believing all that shit is gonna heal your soul.

Well it's not, no, wohhhh

Harry was dragged to someone who could tell him the future.

They told him he would get him back.

That everything will be okay.

But he wouldn't believe that until it happened.

~

You're only doing things out of desperation,

Ohhh ohhh,

You're goin' through six degrees of separation.

~

First, you think the worst is a broken heart

What's gonna kill you is the second part

And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle

And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself

Fifth, you see them out with someone else

And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have messed up a little

~

No there's no starting over, without finding closure.

You'd take them back, no hesitation.

That's when you know you've reached the sixth degree of separation

On the last day of that month, he got drunk. He didn't care what happened that night.

Some how he ended up going to Louis' flat.

He knocked loudly on the door, not caring for the time.

The door opened and the guy he had seen Louis with came into view.

"May I help you?" They asked.

"Yeah, who the fuck are you?" Harry slurred, slightly swaying.

The guy was about to reply when a quiet voice interupted.

"Nick, who's at the door?" Louis asked quietly.

He peered over Nick's shoulder and bit his lip seeing Harry.

"Harry, what are you doing here?"

"T-to talk to y-you."

Louis sighed, "You're drunk."

"I want you back, okay?! Please! I know I messed up by breaking up with you but, please!"

Louis was at a lost for words. Nick went back inside to get his coat and shoes. He walked back to the door. "I think I should leave. I'll see you later, Lou." Nick walked out and down the hall to the lift.  

As soon as the lift took Nick down, Louis pulled Harry into his flat.

"Just go lay on the couch." He said quietly and made his way to his bedroom.

~

No there's no starting over, without finding closure.

You'd take them back, no hesitation.

That's when you know you've reached the sixth degree of separation

Harry went after him and grabbed him by his arm turning him around.

"Louis, I don't care how drunk I am right. W-we need to talk."

"You're drunk, Harry. You don't even know what you're saying."

"I do too! And wanna know what I'm thinking right now?! How stupid I was to be letting you go. I should've man'd up to my feelings. I should've told you i'm in love with you!"

Louis' eyes widened. "Y-you're what...?"

Harry let out a breath. "I'm in love with you, Louis Tomlinson."

~

First, you think the worst is a broken heart

Louis' heart silently ached when reality hit him.

"N-no, you're drunk, Harry. You don't mean that."

~

What's gonna kill you is the second part

Harry frowned from what the broken boy said. "But I do."

~

And the third, is when your world splits down the middle

Louis shook his head, trying not to believe everything.

"You're lying!" He yelled covering his ear, not realizing the tears streaming down his face.

~

And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself 

"I've changed, Louis! I'll prove to you i'm better now! I'm manning up to my feelings! I promise i'll never ever hurt you again! Please, I need you!"

When Louis turned around to get away, Harry wrapped his arms around his waist pulling him against his chest. He rested his chin on his shoulder.

He kissed the bare flesh of his shoulder, "I want you..."

~

Fifth, you see them out with someone else

Harry's grip tightened when Nick came into his mind.

"And seeing you with that guy... it drives me insane."

He uttered with icy jealousy present.

"You're mine, no one else's."

Louis frowned pushing him off him. He turned to him.

"I'm not your property, Harry! I'm no one's property!"

~ 

And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have messed up a little

Harry's breath hitched. "You're right..." He breathed out.

"I-I know I messed up so bad, Lou. But I just want you. Only you. I was afraid of falling in love with you. I thought pushing you away would make it stop. But it didn't. So I had to end it. And now, I know I should've man'd up to my feelings. And I'm doing that now. I probably don't deserve you but,"

He wrapped an arm around Louis' waist drawing him closer to him.

"I'm in love with you, Louis Tomlinson. Will you please take me back?"

Louis' lip quivered slightly and his body trembled into his arms.

"Oh, Haz..."

Harry placed his lips to Louis' and kissed him gently.

Louis returned the kiss and wrapped his arms around his neck.

Standing on the tips of his toes trying to catch his lips.

The kiss heatened quickly.

"Bedroom..." Louis murmured quietly as they breathed for air.

Harry seemed the get the message and picked Louis up by his bum.

Louis let out a bit of a girlish squeal but Harry silenced him with a kiss.

Louis wrapped his legs around his waist.

Harry proceeded to take them to the bedroom. 

~

(Oh no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself) You're goin' through six degrees of separation.

(No no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself) You're goin' through six degrees of separation. (No no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)

~

And that's what led them to here.

In bed.

Together.

After they made love they curled together and fell asleep.

Silently whispering their "I love you"'s.

~

The first break of dawn shown through the thin curtains.

Harry and Louis' legs were tangled together.

Dry sweat warming their bodies.

Harry had his arms wrapped around Louis' body.

Louis was snuggled into Harry's chest.

Harry was the first to wake up.

When Louis stirred awake, he was greeted with green eyes staring into his blue orbs.

Harry kissed his forehead causing Louis to smile.

"I love you..." Harry whispered softly.

"I love you too."