fuckboy love [larry]

[eight]

louis: heyy

harry: hi

louis: i really enjoyed our date today

harry: who said it was a date?

louis: i did

louis: but it doesn't have to be if u don't want it to be

harry: i'm sure you're sulking right now

harry: so fine it was a date

harry: happy now?

louis: so fucking happy:D

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"he asked you what colour were your panties?" liam let out a laugh. they were in lunch break, sitting at their usual table at the back of the cafeteria.

"yes, and i told him." harry blushed, he was utterly embarrassed.

"i hope you didn't show him, he'd get such a huge boner! your panties are like, all lace, just lace."

harry hit liam on the arm."i didn't!"

liam could see that under all his blushing and bad words towards louis that harry actually really like the fuckboy. this is gold, he thought.

"anyways, i know this guy that's having a party this friday, would you like to come with me?"

harry wasn't sure if he should accept, parties weren't really his thing. also, what if louis asked him out over the weekend and he was too hungover?! why do i care about that? let's party!

"sure, what time?"

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harry had picked up liam at 5. when they arrived at 5:30 to the party, it was already at full blast. the loud music thumping out of the speakers could be heard from a few blocks.

they got out of the car, adrenaline rushing in their veins already. harry was excited to party, but liam seemed even more more. he's probably meeting someone important to him, he thought.

the whole house was crowded, everybody was either drinking or dancing. harry didn't know what to do, he even started asking himself why he came in the first place.

he made his way to a couch in the corner of the "dance floor". it only had one place unoccupied next to a couple talking. they seem nice.

the girl turned her head to look at him, her eyes widening."wow, what you're wearing is so damn beautiful!" she squealed, punching the guy beside her.

"niall! look at him! he's so cute!" the blond called niall looked harry up and down. he felt very insecure under his gaze because he looked like a fuckboy. well, he had long socks printed with weed designs, pretty fuckboyish to harry.

"pretty cute for a boy, i'd bang you." he said with a wink. harry blushed, him still being a virgin.

he looked down a his outfit. He had a big short sleeved button-up tucked in a cat imprinted mini-skirt. he had on a spiked up headband and dark red doc martens boots with black knee-high socks. as always, i'm dressed to impress. he smiled to himself and to niall.

"thanks, both of you. i'm harry by the way."

the girl quickly blinked, and the expression on her face turned to horror.

"oh. i am so sorry! we didn't even introduce ourselves! i'm perrie and this fake blondie is niall!" she cheerfully exclaimed while she hit niall on the back. he visibly winced and shot harry a grin.

cute.

they chatted for a while, perrie and harry talking about the fashion blogs on tumblr they both enjoy, while niall listened, making fuckboy comments here and there. harry tought they were annoying, but otherwise niall was a pretty nice lad.

he wondered if him and louis were maybe friends.

then the person himself showed up.

"harry!?" harry recognized the boy's voice and looked at him. he was wearing a black v-neck, light sand coloured shorts that went to his knees and jordans. he looked good, in a fuckboy kind way.

shit, they're starting to become my type.

"hi louis? what are you doing here?"

"well, the one who owns this house, my friend zayn, is the organiser of this party." louis nodded towards niall.

wait, what!? harry was now confused as hell. so, louis is friends with niall?! he said his friends were going to bully me for my clothing, but he totally said i was cute and that he'd fuck me? also, liam is friends with the guy that organized this party, louis' friend zayn, which means he knows some of louis' friends!? what if they already met?! but i did tell him louis' name, so maybe not. but still, this is fucked up!

"earth to harry!" harry was snapped back to reality when someone shacked him. he looked in louis' blue eyes.

"you okay? you were pretty zoned out right there, your eyes were huge."

"i'm fine louis, could i just talk to you for a minute?"

louis nodded a bit confused and harry lead them to the first calm spot he could find, which was a hard task. he finally found an empty bedroom, which surprised him greatly.

"so what is it harry?" louis was smiling, harry thought he looked so cute and innocent right there.

"are you friends with niall?"

"yah, he's one of my best mates. why?" he raised an eyebrow questionnably.

"you said your friends were bullies, but niall totally said i was cute and fuckable like, right before you came."

louis looked astonished. he didn't say anything for a while.

"he said he'd bang you!?" the smaller lad looked mad now.

he got closer to harry, their eyes always staying on each other.

he then retreated back to his initial place.

"shit, maybe my friends would actually accept me now." he smiled a bit, looking up again.

harry couldn't help but smile, glad everything would be okay for louis. suddenly, the boy got close again.

"you look really good tonight." he said eyeing him.

harry felt really beautiful now and blushed.

"th-thanks." fuck, i stuttered.

"but if you ask me about my underwear, i will hit you" he threatened lifting his hand up a little.

"nah, it's good, he said with a giggle, going to grab the doorknob, after you."

harry walked through the door and louis smacked his bum.

harry turned around to look at him with a scowl but made no comment.

they returned to partying.