Larry Stylinson Oneshots

"This isn't Niall's house..."

When a stay-at-home Friday night is crashed by an awkwardly attractive stranger

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It's a quiet evening. Louis is well aware it's Friday night and just about every club is open. He'd usually be out at this time, shot after shot before he's drunkly dancing on a table, but Louis has heaps... and he means heaps of work to do. It's only now that Louis completely regrets wanting to be a nurse. Medical school is not as easy as he thought, which is ironic considering he was adamant he'd succeed.

But he's finally got some work done, finally sitting down on the couch and finally, being able to catch up on grays anatomy. He's a few episodes in before he already feels himself dozing off; long-gone stagnant tea resting on the table beside him. He ought to go off to bed, he thinks. And so he trudges upstairs, being followed by his silent white cat. Into bed, under the covers... Louis misses this.

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It's some ungodly hour in the morning when Louis hears crashing coming from downstairs. He isn't too frightened at first, it's probably whiskey up to all sorts of shenanigans. But then Louis' heart drops dead in his stomach when in fact his cat is lazily lying against the sheets. What the actual fuck. With blurry vision, Louis just about makes out the time. 2:49am.

He's about to grab his phone and his cat and hide away in the closet before—

"Shit." Louis' breathing slows in confusion. "Fuck me." He's now slowly pacing down the stairs, umbrella in hand (it was the first thing he could grab) but the sight he comes to find isn't all too threatening. There's a peculiar lanky figure standing in the shadows of his living room; slumped shoulders and a hand shielding his eyes. Suddenly Louis is feeling very brave.

"Hello?" He approaches tentatively, reaching a hand out for the other boy. Louis sighs when he flinches. Now looking closer, his swaying and lack of response is a clear indicator that this stranger is indeed drunk. There's some intelligible mumbling and Louis is scared he's going to pass out. It's just natural instincts, he reaches out and wraps an arm securely around the taller's waist. The boy soon goes slack, leans forwards with closed eyes, yet Louis is there to safely guide him down to the wooden floor.

Louis sometimes hates studying medicine, constantly getting calls from his friends asking for his advice on the most irrelevant things, like colds and nose bleeds, though it's times like this that Louis is grateful for the knowledge he has. He wastes no time in getting the boy's legs elevated up onto the coffee table, he's then scurrying to his bathroom for a cold flannel.

Upon returning, Louis decides to flick the corner lamp on, illuminating the room in a warm glow. Now Louis gets a closer look at the pale complexion, red splotchy cheeks, definitely covered in a sheen of cold sweat. He places the wet flannel delicately over the feverish forehead, flapping his arms in the air to produce some sort of cool breeze, though he finds that pathetically useless and so begins lightly blowing on the other's wrists.

It dawns on him now that the glass sliding doors to his backyard are most definitely where this boy came from. Did he lock them? Louis can feel the chilly night's breeze sweep into his suddenly alcoholic-smelling house. How in the hell did he even make it in is a question that is swimming across Louis' mind, but he has more important things to tend to when he hears slight shifting noises from below.

Only a couple minutes out. That's not at all concerning considering the sweaty-club smell that radiates off the still body. Louis waits patiently before coaxing the boy to open his eyes, prove he is somewhat responsive or he really fears he needs to call an ambulance, but he doesn't want this seemingly innocent boy to get into any trouble. "Hey, can you hear me?" Theres no response and he thinks he might have slipped again. "Hello?" Louis tightens his hand into a fist, harshly rubbing along the other's chest. It's a tactic he was taught just a couple weeks back... and wow it's actually working.