isn't it funny how fast things change? ::: larry stylinson

Chapter 8

"He's a bitch," Cole mumbles, their eyes on Harry, "I know why you hate him." Louis doesn't look up from the book he stole from Harry, flipping the page and continuing to read through it. He ducks out of Cole's attempt to throw their arms over his shoulder, getting annoyed quickly.

"Yeah, yeah," He says, looking up towards Harry. He sits at the other end of the library, talking to Willow. Louis sends a meaningless glare Harry's way, which the boy catches. He gives Louis a weird look before flipping him off.

"I mean, his hair looks like fucking curly french fries," Cole says. Louis snorts, placing his hand over his mouth to hide his smile. Cole seems happy that they were able to get Louis to laugh, they look almost proud.

"And, to be honest, he's a bit of a-" Cole begins, and Louis doesn't even wait to hear them finish. He slams his book shut, earning a few looks from the people that are studying. He glares at Cole, standing up from his chair and walking over to the door, which is right next to Harry's table.

"I hope your day is horrible," He says, stopping when he gets to the table. Harry rolls his eyes, and his jaw clenched in anger.

"That's kind of you."

"Should I try harder? I'm sorry. I hope your day is abominable, unbearable, and horrific."

"Creative," Harry says sassily, tilting his head to the side, "I hope yours is ghastly, pathetic, and excruciating."

"I'm surprised you have such a wide vocabulary of words."

"I can name ten things I've used in placement of the word 'dick.'"

"Nice to know how much you read about it then."

"You have my book in your hand," Harry points out, eyes dropping down to where the book is hanging loosely in Louis' hand.

"I had my dick in my hand when I was reading it," Louis raises his eyebrows. Willow, who had not been paying a lot of attention to the conversation, jerks her head up confusedly, her eyes wide and her eyebrows nearly hitting her hairline. Harry immediately starts choking on air, coughing and sputtering while Zayn sends Louis a flabbergasted look.

"You're mental," Zayn comments for Harry since his friend is currently trying to stop coughing.

"Thanks darling," Louis says with a wink. Zayn wrinkles up his nose at the wink, narrowing his eyes. Louis sends him a mockingly sweet smile before turning back to Harry, who has now stopped coughing. Louis smirks, setting his hands down on the table and leaning forward towards the boy, who has his jaw clenched. He looks Harry up and down as best as he can from his position, winking at him swiftly.

"I'll see you later," He says.

"No way, you won't."

"Hm, why not?" Louis interrogates, making sure his stare remains heavy and intense. Harry swallows, attempting to roll his eyes. His eyes don't want to work in the way he means them to, so they instead land on Louis once again.

"I um..."

"That's what I thought," Louis says, leaning back from the table. He gives Harry one more long look up and down before spinning on his heel and dashing out of the library. He runs down the hallway, and all the way to the empty locker room. He doesn't go to the locker room a lot, but it's quiet, and he is usually the only one there. He also needs a break from his friends. He doesn't know what's up with Cole, but he does know that they are acting like an absolute bitch.

Louis insults Harry all the time, he finds it funny when most people do. But somehow, the fact that Cole is being so blatantly rude is annoying him. At least he has a reason to hate Harry- he always has- but it seems like Cole is only insulting him for the fun of it. Maybe Louis is a hypocrite.