i sleep naked ➸ larry stylinson

sixty six

"are you okay?" harry rushed, unwrapping his arms from around louis' waist and gently placing his large hand on the boy's back.

"yeah," louis choked out, eyes watering. "yeah, harry, i'm fine." louis reached his hand behind and gently grabbed harry's, digging his small fingers into harry's palm. he looked so small, harry thought. it was odd, for louis to look so tiny, so vulnerable when harry himself was the smallest of them all. still, harry looked down into his blue eyes and brushed his fringe out of his face, running his finger along louis' cheekbones and caressing his jaw.

"do you want to keep playing?" harry whispered softly, leaning down and resting his forehead on louis' shoulder. louis was on his tiptoes now, his arms wrapped around harry so he could comfort harry too. harry let his fringe fall over his shoulder for just a second and he let his eyes flutter shut for a moment. "louis."

louis took a deep breath, and nodded. "yeah, yeah, i do. i'm okay." they both turned back to their friends. liam looked worried, staring at louis, but niall and zayn were making weird noises and pretending to kiss each other, mocking harry. harry rolled his eyes at them.

"let's continue then," louis said, grabbing harry's hand and pulling them both so they were sitting on the ground. he squinted his eyes, looking around the circle. niall was hiding behind zayn, as if his brother couldn't see him. it made harry smile.

"liam," louis finally decided, and liam pretended to cry.

"you have the worst dares," liam groaned, falling back and flailing his legs in the air like a child. louis laughed loudly.

"you know, you can choose truth, liam," zayn pointed out, before stuffing taking a sip of his glass of water. "i guarantee you louis isn't as good at those."

liam furrowed his eyebrows in thought, and harry looked at him wide eyed with excitement. 

"truth," he finally sighed.

louis laughed, rubbing his hands together. harry raised his eyebrows, before reaching over and taking one of his hands silently. he quite loved louis' hands. he tried to ignore the knowing look zayn gave him. dumb zayn, and his dumb antics. always making fun of harry. harry chuckled to himself.

louis, who was about to say something, heard harry and smiled to himself and glanced at harry, meeting eyes with him and winking before turning back to liam, who was rolling on the floor for some unknown reason.

"have you ever fantasized about anyone in this specific bedroom?" louis asked, leaning back and crossing his arms. harry blushed at the question, even if it wasn't directed towards him. liam looked in thought. harry knew it was a sensible question. liam had been friends with zayn for two years, meaning he could've been in his room quite a bit. especially since tricia was always bugging zayn to have his friends over. harry sometimes thought she liked him just as much as zayn did.

harry knew liam had remembered something when he cringed in on himself, before shamefully looking at the floor. "yes," he said quietly, almost inaudible. 

"what was that, liam?" zayn put a hand up to his ear, signalling him to speak louder.

"yes, okay? yes." liam's cheek flushed red, and niall seemed very interested in this answer, as he begged liam to tell him who it was about.

"that's two questions," liam shrugged. "anyway. zayn, truth or dare?"

zayn puffed out his chest, before pounding it like a gorilla. harry burst into laughter, and wow he really missed his best friends. "dare," zayn stuck out his bottom lip.

liam thought for a moment, but harry had a feeling he had already come up with the dare. "switch underwear with the person sitting next to you without leaving the room and without taking your pants off."