The One With The Nerd || Larry Stylinson

Chaper 17: Talkin Bout it's not my Style

I've had to read back through this whole thing to make sure there weren't many plot holes, and omg I have so much respect for you guys for putting yourselves through that.

Oh and quick question, has this story got too much stuff going on it? I feel like the storyline is very messy.

So here's a less exciting chapter, so I can make the next ones crazy haha

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"Ha-ha, lucky you."

"I know, I know." He replied, probably thinking he could make me jealous of him.

This is the time where I would normally go on to threaten him with posting his picture on one of my social media accounts, however, Zayn let out a cry of protest and cut me off.

"What are you doing?!" He shrieked, voice gradually sounding more distant as he said; "give me my phone back, right now, Niall. I'm sick of this."

I'm sure he could still hear my laughter booming through the phone. Guess him and Niall are still chillin'.

"Hey, babes." He slurred in his accent, failing at sounding seductive.

"Have you been drinking?" I chuckled at Niall.

"No, that's just him." Zayn interrupted, earning a whiney 'heyyy' from the Irish lad.

"Sounds like youse are having a good old time." I smirked even though neither of them could see me.

"Ugh, save me now." Zayn groaned, but I could easily tell that he was just being his dramatic self. "Do you know Niall?"

There was some shuffling on the other end, before Nialls voice rang back through the speaker, "oh, hello person who I dont know!"

Niall's a little devil, I'm sure of it.

"Hang on," Zayn begins, before there was more shuffling going on, followed by a loud 'thump'.

I hope it was Niall who just fell on the floor. Haha.

"Sorry bout that, you're on speaker phone now, by the way. Bread here was annoying me too much." Zayn continued, then yelled at Niall to 'shut up'.

"Bread?" I questioned with frown, "is that Nialls nickname?"

"No, it's my spirit animal." Niall chuckled, voice closer to the mouthpiece once again. He must've gotten back up from the ground.

"O-okay," I hesitated, not knowing whether they were messing with me or not. It's an interesting nickname, that's for sure.

"So, do you?" Zayn aimed the question at me.

"Huh?"

"Do you two know each other?"

I paused, wondering how much I should tell him, before Niall answered for me, "yeah, I met him at a meet and greet, um.. not last Tuesday, the Tuesday before."

"Yeah," I nodded, relieved.

"Cool," Zayn sighed, he sounds almost disappointed..?

The conversation continued, mostly consisting of banter and stupid jokes, and a lot of Zayn and Niall shoving each other away from the phone. The way they can chat and mess around with each other so easily, leads me to believe that Niall was one of Zayns friends before he moved schools. It would make sense anyway. Zayn did make a lot of friends at this school before he left.

We had said our goodbyes, our call lasting well over two hours, which I think is pretty impressive considering how many times we said we'd hang up, but just kept talking.