If I Can't Have You // Larry Stylinson AU

Chapter XXV

Chapter twenty-five

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Wo-hoooo another update. this one's kinda depressive but i think there's also some really cute larry stuff in the end so... hope that makes up for it.

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Is it normal that you still haven't figured out a way to talk yourself out of a situation that you've been in several times? Because I didn't think so when I bumped into Lucas on Thursday on my way to the training, and he started talking to me. I should've made some excuses up after the last time I had met him, but it didn't even cross my mind.

"Don't you think it's time to stop playing, sweetie? I know why you didn't contact me all this time. I know that you've wanted to make yourself rare, but it's enough now. Give in to your feelings, don't be so harsh on yourself, and accompany me to a date" wink.

I didn't know how to talk myself out of this, really not. No matter what I said now, he'd either not believe it or accuse me of leading him on. Which I didn't, I really didn't. So, I opted for telling him the truth.

"Lucas, listen. I don't know what even got you thinking about me like this... I don't see myself in any romantic interactions with you. From the beginning on, I tried to make it clear, but you never listened, so I am sorry if you think - "

"That's bullshit, Harry. We're practically already dating, and oh, we would be boyfriends by now if you didn't have to play around with me. Stop pretending."

"I'm not pretending", I protested, "And I don't think we would be boyfriends by now, you're not my type at all. I'm sorry."

I don't know what I expected him to do. But I did not, I certainly did not think of him to do that.

He grabbed me by my wrists, harshly, and pulled me towards him. My first thought was, 'oh shit, he's trying to kiss me, what do I do now?', but he pulled me close and then smacked his open hand right across my cheek, a loud clapping sound emerging into the air around us. A cry escaped from my throat, but even more panic crept up inside me as I realized that we both were more or less completely alone on the campus. He could go on and abuse me and nobody would take notice of it.

"You don't play with me like that, Harry. I don't accept that behaviour, not from-", another slap, "not from you. And if it ever happens again, I will make sure to-"

"You will make sure to do what, exactly?", another voice from behind my back spoke up. Wow. Relief flooded through me, spreading through my entire body in strong waves.

I couldn't turn around because he was still holding me close, but I knew that it was Louis speaking.

"I will make sure that he won't ever disrespect his boyfriend like that again. And trust me, I will make very sure of it"

He didn't even wink. A whole sentence without winking, that had me truly worried.

"William, can you -", I started, but I was silenced by the same hand that had probably just bruised my skin twice was now slapped over my mouth. Fuck. I just hoped Louis knew what he was doing, because I had no idea what Lucas was up to right now.

"Well, good that Harry never has disrespected that person, then. Speaking of it, please let my boyfriend go."

"Your boyfriend? Wannabe much. He's mine and you can't just walk over here and try to tell me that you are his boyfriend. I'm not dim, you know."

"Actually, it looks like you are. He is mine, he is my boyfriend, and you will better let him go right now."

"Mmpf", was the only sounds that escaped my mouth as I tried to say something. I went on to desperately trying to bite into his hand while he and Louis were arguing whose boyfriend I was while Louis tried to convince him to let me go.