Anonymous •Larry Stylinson• (Boyxboy) //ON HOLD //

Chapter 18.

Louis' POV.

After school finished I headed back home. I was really unsure of two things, 1: why did Harry totally ignore me in that fee period, and 2: why did he and that Zayn guy share weird glares. I was kind of annoyed by Harry ignoring me, but I think he just had something to do ? Whatever I'll just go read a book then start studying.

Suddenly I woke up with the book on my face. Shit Shit Shit i knew reading on bed is a bad idea. I got up quickly looking at the clock . At least it was 5:30. I immediately changed into my sweat pants and couldn't find a shirt, I really don't like wearing shirts at home anyway. I walked to the bathroom washing my face and brushing my teeth. After I was done I heard a knock on the door. It defiantly should be Harry, yea. I ran downstairs and immediately opened the door.
"Harr-" I was cut off with someone jump on me, tackle me on the ground and attack my lips.
"Hayes! Hayes! Hayes STOP STOP YOURE DRUNK I CAN SMELL IT IN YOU" I screamed trying to get him off me, but failed.
He looked at me with bloodshot eyes and murmured "yea I love you too Louis"
I looked behind him and noticed that my house'a front door wasn't closed.
"Shit.. Hayes if H-Harry came and saw you on me like that ,h-he wouldn't take anything for an answer"
"Why do you care about what he thinks" he said hazily.
"Uh..b-because he doesn't like you ?" I said trying to find a lie, but Hayes just smirked and continued kissing me. I found myself crying silently.
"H-Hayes just please , not now" he totally ignored me.
Considering that I wasn't wearing a shirt ,that looked super wrong.
"Hayes !Hayes.. I beg you please-" I was cut off by a familiar shouting.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS" Harry shouted while pushing Hayes off me.
"H-Harry I swear I tried to push him a-and-" I was still on the ground trying to explain.
Harry grabbed Hayes by his shirt collar and hit him in his lower region with his knee. He then pushed him out of the door and closed the door.
I got up and hugged Harry still crying.
"Why aren't you wearing a shirt" Harry asked.
"I don't like wearing shirts at home"
A second later a question popped into my mind.
"Harry what were you doing outside at like 5:30 pm??"
"I-I umm was taking a walk"
"Oh, I should probably go continue my business"
"Okay , oh and don't open the door before you make sure who the hell is behind, cause by the looks of it ,You opened the door without even saying a thing" he growled at me angrily while storming out of the door.

I felt like Harry was lying to me, actually I'm sure he was. I headed upstairs , brushed my teeth again thanks to Hayes ,and started studying.

•*•Next Day•*•
I woke up to a knock on my door. What's wrong with everyone knocking on my door , ugh. I opened the door to find Hayes wearing the same clothes from yesterday and smelling the same way.
"Oh my freaking god Hayes" I growled
"Please explain why I was sleeping in front of your house" he said.
"Oh my god.. Y-you slept here?"
"Yes, explain please?"
"Well yesterday you came drunk and started kissing me and the front door was open AND I wasn't wearing a shirt"
"Wow and you kicked me out?" He said feeling offended.
"No Harry came and kind of pushed you outside , I thought you went home"
"Well guess I'm going now" he said and damn he looked so good with black hair and blue eyes and- shit I'm taken.

I headed to school , yes alone , without Harry. He just seemed out of everything at the moment. I walked in and first thing I saw was was Harry and Zayn walking next to each other and everyone is literally moving away from them. What in hell did they do.? I walked to class not wanting to hear any nonsense anyone has to say this morning.
"Bonjour Louis!" Zayn exclaimed as I walked in.
"They told me you speak French fluently" Zayn raised one eyebrow at me.
"Yes , yes I do" I answered putting my bag down.
"Well French is a gay language so I assume you're a faggot?" He said harshly eying me. I started looking around for Harry but he wasn't there.
"I asked you a fucking question!" He spat at me.
"No thank you" I immediately sat down.
"Oh playing hard to get ? GET THE FUCK UP!" He shouted at me and everyone's attention darted to us.
"I said no I'm not a faggot" Zayn then pushed me really harshly I almost fell down.
"Stop!" Harry yelled walking in.
"Why" Zayn turned around raising one eyebrow at Harry.
"Because the..umm ..the teacher is here" Harry said walking in to sit in his place.

Did Harry just not mention that I belong to him in any way ? He could've said 'that's my friend' or 'that's my bestfriend' BUT NO , he said absolutely nothing. Am I that much of a shame ? Is it because I'm not that fit? Is it because I'm a hardcore nerd? Hell yes. I looked down in my lap and felt like I was going to cry.

At lunch I sat ALL ALONE , but it was okay since I'm used to this thanks to all my previous schools. Niall ,Liam , Paul and sat together. Harry ,Zayn and Devin did too, but guess who had to not eat at all and sit in the bathroom? Yes you guessed it , me. I don't need food , I have fat . Soon I will be sexy and Harry won't won't be able to take his eyes of me.