All I Ever Wanted (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

"I swear to God, if they're staying anywhere close to this hotel, I'm packing my bags and going back home," I told Liam the following morning, pacing our shared room back and forth while running my hands through my hair.

Liam was lying on his bed, propped up on his elbow while studying me with furrowed eyebrows. "What's so bad about them being here? I just don't understand. I thought you said you had realized your feelings for Harry never disappeared?" He asked in confusion.

I stopped pacing to stare at him with my hands on my hips. "It doesn't matter. Things are still so tense between us, and I would just like to get a break from it for a while."

An amused smile formed on Liam's lips. "You're a terrible liar, Louis. It's obvious you don't mean that. I feel like you're just trying to hide the fact that you miss him."

I pulled my eyebrows together, shaking my head slowly. "It's pointless, though. Why miss someone you don't even talk to? It's just pathetic," I muttered, sitting down on the bed at his feet.

He sat up against the headboard, looking at the side of my face. "It's not pathetic. You were together for five years, so it's not hard to believe that you miss him, especially after being around him for a couple of weeks now."

Pursing my lips, I placed my elbows on my knees to support my head with my hands. "I don't know, but I don't want to talk about this. I shouldn't feel this way about him anyway."

Liam was quiet for a while before he opened his mouth. "So, he never replied to your text then?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

I turned to him quickly, pulling my bottom lip between my teeth. "Huh?"

"You don't remember that you called me panicking last week because you had found a picture of him and a woman?"

Looking down at my lap, I pursed my lips. "Oh, that. Yeah, he replied when I was about to go to sleep," I explained, looking back up at him.

He raised his eyebrows, seeming a bit surprised. "What did he say then?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "That he had already told me we're not talking about us dating other people."

Liam rolled his eyes in amusement. "I swear, you two are like teenagers. Why can't you just answer each other's questions?" He asked, shaking his head in disbelief.

I pulled my brows together. "Ask him. He was the one mentioning it. Besides, he never really answers my questions, so he's the real child here. Don't involve me in the teenager category," I huffed.

He chuckled lightly. "If you say so."

We went quiet then, and I kept my gaze on my lap while contemplating whether I should tell him what happened after that. Then I figured it didn't matter if I did. "He texted me again yesterday," I mumbled, almost afraid to look up.

"What?" Liam said, and I could feel him staring at the side of my face.

"He texted me when I had just arrived back home from Doncaster. He asked me why I cared," I explained, finally looking up to meet his gaze.

His eyes were wide open as he stared back at me. "What did you say to that?"

I shrugged. "I told him I felt like I had a right to know."

Liam's eyes finally turned back to normal as his lips spread into an amused smile. "Clever," he chuckled. "Did he tell you then?"

"He said that it was weird of me to think so, and then he told me I shouldn't mind telling him whether I was dating a guy in the crew that he thinks I've been flirting with if that was the case. So, I told him the truth, saying that I'm not, and then he told me that he and that woman never dated," I explained, pursing my lips while looking away from him again.