Itstilliswhatitis

30 days

"Maybe I can try reading one with a little smut." Harry said while he was cooking dinner.

"Someone's getting brave." Louis smirked while he tried to peel a carrot. It wasn't going well.

"Hush. The problem will be to find a suitable one." Harry said.

"Well, I kind of solved that problem while you took a shower. I sent a private message to the author and asked which stories we could read that contain light smut and she gave me a couple of suggestions." Louis smiled.

"What? You talked to the author? She can't know we read Larry stories!" Harry panicked.

Louis looked at him like he was stupid.
"I obviously didn't say it was me. Hey there, this is Louis Tomlinson. Me and my buddy over here, Harry Styles are wondering which stories of yours contain light smut so Harry won't die of a heart attack." Louis joked.

Harry giggled.
"But you wrote her and she answered? Is she nice?"

"She's sweet. Are you having a fangirl moment?" Louis asked and raised an eyebrow.

"No! Kind of. So, which stories did she recommend?" Harry said and blushed.

"Well, one called 30 days was first on her list. Wanna read it after dinner?" Louis questioned.

"Sure." Harry smiled.

"Oh, and El is bringing me dogs back, later."  Louis informed him, trying to sound casual.

"Am I finally going to meet the famous Clifford and Bruce?" Harry wondered.
He decided to ignore who was bringing them home altogether.

"If you behave." Louis winked.

Harry had a comeback but he kept quiet. He wasn't going there. Not anymore.

They sat down in the living room and started reading.

"I'm going crazy!" Niall shouted while he was pacing back and forward in his living room. His hair was pointing in various directions and he indeed looked like a madman.

"Okay, I'm already loving this." Louis grinned.

"Is this gonna be a crazy Niall fic?" Harry wondered.

They read some more to find out.

Wait, I've made a timeline." Niall shouted excitedly and ran in the direction of his bedroom.

Zayn and Liam looked at each other with an amused chuckle. It was such a typical Niall thing to do. Niall soon returned to the living room pushing a gigantic whiteboard. "A little help here guys!"

"I can totally see him do this. We need to call Niall later. I miss him." Harry smiled.

"Together? I don't want to get his hope up. He's been running for campaign manager for the Larry reunion for years." Louis said lightly but Harry got the underlying meaning. Louis meant what he said.

"Yeah, we just call him separately. No problem." He smiled to take the edge off.

They returned to the fic. Niall tried to convince Liam and Zayn that they were secretly in love with each other by presenting a timeline, a very accurate one. They laughed at the actual memories from each 'fact'.

"I can also confirm that Louis isn't having sex with Eleanor. At least not at his place. I go through his garbage bin on a weekly basis. Have been since they got together." Niall looked really proud of himself but was met with two faces wrinkled in disgust.

"Nooo! What the fuck, Niall? Too much, buddy!" Louis cackled.

Harry just wanted to puke from the mental image of Louis with Eleanor. Not funny.