girl almighty • larry stylinson

three

"Harry's birthday is in a week." Zayn yawns, eyes going competitive as Louis' character catches up to him.

"Uh-huh." Louis beats his controller with both of his thumbs, "What'd you get him?"

"Myself." Louis freezes at Zayn's answer. The latter takes in the lad's reaction before snorting, "You jealous idiot, of course not. 'M not going to copy you."

"Who said I'm going to offer myself to Harry on his birthday?" Louis looks around in search for the younger lad.

Zayn beats Louis and comes first place, "You give yourself to him everyday." He sees Louis practically becoming a giraffe as he continues to search for Harry, "He's asleep. Very top bunk this time. You'd have trouble climbing up."

"Really, making fun of my height now. So much originality, Natalie." Louis rolls his eyes. He stands up and chucks a handful of popcorn towards Zayn.

Zayn mocks, crying out, "Bro!"

"Oh God." Liam rolls his eyes. Niall falls off his seat.

Louis saunters to the back where the bunkbeds are, throwing a middle finger in the air. He steps on the second bunk, where he can reach, and pulls the curtain back where he knew Harry is. Harry is there; awake and a phone to his ear. "Yeah, wait a sec." He covers the mouthpiece to look at Louis, "Babe, I'm talking to my Mum."

"Oh!" Louis gasps before he's stepping back down on the floor, turning sheepish each second that passes by. He's about to walk out, give Harry some some privacy when Harry calls him back again.

Harry's torso is the only thing seen às Louis walks back, "Yeah, Harry?"

Harry only bends down until his face is near Louis', holding his weight on the edge of the bunk. Still pressing his phone to his ear. Louis raises an eyebrow and steps on the first bunk to at least elevate himself a little. Harry smiles and silently asks for a kiss as he taps his index finger against his puckered lips. Louis leans in and presses their lips in a chaste, short kiss before he pulls away, finally giving Harry the privacy as he walks out.

As he goes back out, Zayn's playing with Niall, and Niall's winning, so Louis sits beside Liam instead, "Hey."

"Harry asleep?" 

"Nah." Louis folds his legs under him, "He's talking with Anne."

"Why aren't you two married yet?"

Louis chokes, but then quickly recovers, "Why do people always think that he and I are in a relationship?"

Niall pauses and looks back at them, seemingly offended, "You technically are." Zayn takes the chance to surpass Niall's unmoving character. 

"Oh," Liam mocks, "I didn't know you aren't."

"You all basically treat my girlfriend like she's invisible!" Louis scoffs. He begins to stand up to saunter to their small kitchen. But he perfectly hears someone say, "Don't act like you don't."

"Who the fuck said that?" Louis hisses. No one answers him, "But, hey, listen, alright. I love Eleanor, and maybe two or three years later, I'll propose to her and she'll say yes then we'll get married."

Zayn sighs out this time, "Whatever you say, Lou."

Louis scoffs, "Dicks."