Summer Sun {Larry Stylinson Book 1}

Chapter 3

"That was so much fun!" Niall, Shirley and Tommo are walking towards Harry. The couple just finished their game of volleyball. Harry is a stuborn person so he decided to stay on his sunbed. "I'm glad you guys liked it. So we are on for tonight, yeah?" Tommo asks. Niall nods. "Yes we are. I'm skipping your other activities though today, mate. I'm knackered. See you later." Niall fistbumps the blue eyed devil and Shirley high fives him. Before Tommo leaves he winks at  the green eyed boy. Harry is confused and he feels uneasy after the wink. "Tonight?" Harry asks. Shirley nods. "Tommo is taking us to a club after the show as a welcome. Obviously you are coming with us." Harry sighs. He is not a big fan of clubs and not even close being a fan of Tommo. "I know that face, Styles. You don't even have an option. You are coming. You are not spending our first night alone in your room. I know you don't really like Tommo but you should have a proper conversation with him. He is really cool and extremely funny." Nialls words are true for the first part. Harry doesn't want to be alone the first night. That would just be extremely pathetic. The part about Tommo he decides to ignore. "Yeah' yeah I'll come." Harry agrees. His friends smile at him. "Great, Haz. It will be fun."

The first day only existed out of drinking, chilling in the pool and relaxing on the sunbed for Harry. He enjoyed it a lot and now he is in the shower, getting himself ready for dinner. He choses to wear an oversized floral print shirt with black skinny jeans, ripped open at the knees. He looks at himself in the mirror, deciding he looks decent enough to go clubbing. When it's 19:00 he hears someone knock on his door. Harry grabs his stuff and opens the door, walking towards the restaurant with his two friends.

In front of the restaurant are all the entertainers that are working today. They are all wearing cabaret clothes in black and red. "Nialler, Shirlz what's up!" Tommo says enthusiasticly fistbumping them again. It's been like this all day and it's getting on Harry's nerves. "Hey Harry. You realise we are in Spain, yeah, not Hawaii." The amusement is clear in Tommo's voice when he sees Harry's irritated face, mocking his floral shirt. Niall laughs out loud, like he always does, but his laugh is EXTREMELY loud every time Tommo says something. Harry thinks is disgusting. "You are such a dick, Tommo." The girl next to him says, hitting him with her elbow. "Auw, wtf Dani." He says caressing his ribs. A small smile appears on Harry's face. The boy can be uncomfortable once as well, you know.

"You will come to the show yeah?" Harry feels a hand on his shoulder and looks in the eyes of a beautiful girl. Harry gives Kennie a friendly nod and shows her his perfect teeth. "I'll be there, watching with my friends. But now we're going inside though. I am starving and I read it's mexican food." All the entertainers wish them a nice meal as they enter the restaurant and Niall literally runs to the buffet. "I'm dating an animal." Shirley sighs. "Couldn't agree more, Shirlz."

"I'm craving more food." Harry says after he finished his plate. "Same, Haz. Let's go for more." Niall stands up and takes his plate. "Babe, that's your fourth plate. Don't you want to get dessert later?" Shirley asks her boyfriend. "Yeah, babe. There's always place for dessert. Now I crave more of that mexican food."

Harry and Niall are standing in line for the nachos. In front of them are two of the entertainment team. One of them wears sweatpants, meaning he isn't working today. The other... of course, is Tommo. "Don't you dare put guacamole on the plate of nacho's we share." The small lad says. "Why not?" "Because guacamole is made of fucking avocados." The annoyance in Tommos voice is real. "What's wrong with avocado's?" The other guy asks. "Trendiest food of all time. It's like when I have an avocado and tag it in my picture you know what I mean. Obviously imma boy... They do piss me off avocado's." Harry and Niall look at eachother, both laughing with the conversation that's going on between the two lads in front of them. They stay silent, not wanting to interrupt the hilarious encounter between the two entertainers. "Why?" The other guy asks again. "It's like when you go to LA and you see people eating avocado on toast. I bet you like it, don't you?" Tommo's voice is teasing. "That's what I have most mornings." The lad answers, a bit offended by his friend. "Oh, Payno, come on lad!" The last phrase kills the two friends and Harry and Niall both start to laugh really loudly. Tommo and Payno turn around and look at the two tourists. "Were you earsdropping?" Tommo looks at Harry, biting his lip and looking full of himself. Harry's mouth goes dry and he has a weird feeling in his stomach. "I, euhm, no it's just..." "Leave the guy alone, Tommo. We were just being loud. Enjoy your meal boys. It was nice to meet you." Payno says, pulling his arm around Tommo to turn his friend around. Harry feels his cheek flush and he is looking down. "You alright, Haz?" The Irish lad asks. Harry only nods. He doesn't know why, but Tommo always makes him feel so uncomfortable.

"I never really thought about avocados like that. I do understand the hate though. I mean I also started to eat avocados after I saw it on instagram." Shirley admits after Niall told her the story. "So? Just because it's a trendy food you are not allowed to like it? I live for avocados. They are healthty, you have a lot of cooking options and they just taste really really nice. Avocado on toast with tomatoes is the best thing on this planet." Harry argues. "Haz, I literally never saw you eat that and I can't even remember the last time you cooked something including avocado's for us. We've been sharing a dorm for 3 years." Harry's best friend looks at him with a confused expression. "Okay, so avocado's are not my life but that doesn't mean Tommo can just trash them and make them feel uncomfortable and stuff. Avocados have feelings you know. They are not just an object. He shouldn't make those comments towards avocados. It's rude. It makes avocados feel weird." "I'm quite sure the avocado's are alright, Haz. I'm kind of certain they don't really have feelings as they are a vegetable... Maybe you should go for a sunbed in the shade tomorrow. I think you've had enoughe sun." Shirley looks at her friend with a worried expression. Harry rolls his eyes. "Don't mind him, love. I'm going to get some dessert. Do you want something, Haz? Or should I call you avocado as you put your own feelings in them?" Niall jokes. "Fuck off, Horan." Harry mumbles under his breath. Niall laughs and walks towards the buffet for the fifth time that night. "AND YES! BRING ME VANILLA ICEREAM!" Harry screams after his friend. He can't believe this. He is not putting his own emtions into the avocados, that would be weird. It's just not okay Tommo thinks he can say everything he wants whenever he wants. It's not fair to the avocados...