Something Good Can Work (Larry Stylinson AU) boyxboy

Chapter 7

Here ya go :) 5,573 words of angst ....hope you'll enjoy and i wont disappoint you hehe .. :) I'll come proofread again later.

Decided to dedicate this chapter to the lovely XIAmTheWriterx because of her supportive messages and sweet dedication to this fic:') This is for you hehe :) x Thanks a lot! 

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Louis woke up, what seemed like five minutes later, with quite a few of his member feeling oddly numb. Even his bum stung a bit as he sat himself up. But that faint pain dazed away as the feeling of satisfaction, coming from the flashes of memory dancing around his head, warmed him up deep in his stomach. He glanced at his bedside table, reading five o'clock in the morning on his digital watch. 5 AM? He must've overslept the night before...(Even though technically oversleeping happened in the morning) So, he basically skipped supper and slept through the night. Harry really worked him hard, Louis thought to himself with a smirk and peach cheeks turning pink (that was quite the dirty thought, especially for a guy like him). It also explained why Harry wasn't by his side. The curly-haired lad probably couldn't sleep at a random lad's house. Not many parents accepted that - if he even had parents? Harry seemed so wild, so free it was odd to think that he had some sort of authority figure looking out for him. It actually hit him, did Harry even have parents? Where was he living? Did he have sisters or brothers?  

Louis never realised that he didn't know a single thing about him. 

Figuring he just never really bothered asking (Was he really that self-centered?) , Louis shrugged the thought off and mechanically checked his iPhone. There were two alerts of text messages showing up. Usually, the only notifications displayed on his screen were from the phone's company or , even more humiliating, from the Smurfs Village app he used from time to time. (There's so much a man can do when he is bored...don't judge him.)  

He proceeded to unlock his screen, opening up a convo between him and an unknown number.  

"Hey sorry babe i had to go,& didn't feel like wakin u up, looked way too pretty, wouldve been a shame;-) was great fun, see ya tommorrow! .xx" 

A muffled laugh escaped his lips, recognizing Harry's antics. He continued on reading.  

"btw, i cleaned up and covered u like a real housewife and told ur mother u were just too tired and went up to take a nap. Clever am i ? yes i am. thats why u love me. ; ) ok bye nowwww .xxxx ps : next time ur wearing lacy knickers."  

Louis rolled his eyes at the last remark, a stupid grin refusing to leave his lips. He then giggled (yes,giggled) , just like he totally never imagined himself fucking Harry in lacy knickers.  

Oh, Harry Styles...He was such a phenomenon. Louis couldn't put a finger on what made Harry so different from others. Maybe his odd antics, his changing moods or the fact that he looked like a Greek sex god? He was just complicated, a puzzle which had lost pieces that you could replace gradually with enough patience. Louis didn't know if he was crazy for thinking that already but it flashed in his mind...The constant over thinking , the sweet day dreams, the dazed smiles lingering on his face ...  

As crazy as it sounded, Louis figured that he might just be in love.  

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Walking absent-mindly down the principal hall of his school, Louis found himself wandering around waiting for the break to end with a certain curly-haired boy on his mind. Two periods in and Harry was still nowhere to be find. Nothing to be alarmed about, he maybe just ran out late. Louis would never admit that out loud, but he couldn't wait to just bring two arms around Harry's neck and kiss him senseless in front of all those student's widened eyes. He'd then turn around, flip everybody off and frolic out of the school with the curly-haired boy by his side as a joyful tune would play in the background.