Beside You (Larry Stylinson)

Sleepless Nights

I stood by the coffee pot as it worked. I was exhausted, physically and mentally. Last night I hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep because of the gorgeous boy sleeping silently next to me.

Now you’re probably thinking, Louis what the hell? Why is it Harry’s fault? Well let me tell you, every so often he’d snuggle into me making me quite… uncomfortable if you get what I mean. 

So with that and the fact that he was shirtless I was screwed. Did I forget to mention he has a six pack? Well he does.

My attention was back on the coffee as I poured it into my mug. I walked into the washroom sipping the liquid that would give me the strength to go on today. I always had a preference for tea but today that just wouldn’t be enough. Looking in the mirror I was horrified with my reflection. You could clearly see the bags under my eyes and I was frighteningly pale, almost like a ghost.

Fuck.

I heard the creak of the floor and I saw Harry appear in the mirror. He rubbed his eyes with his fists and yawned. He was beautiful even with his curls shooting in every direction. He was shirtless, the only thing he wore were his boxers. I didn’t know if he was seducing me on purpose or if he was just too innocent for his own good. Probably the later.

“Morning,” I said giving the best smile I could.

He smiled back and I turned to face him. “Do you want some coffee?”

He shook his head no. We moved into the kitchen and I made somewhat of an edible breakfast, with help from Harry of course. If I was working alone the flat would definitely have been burnt down.

It got closer to the time where we needed to leave to get to Uni. “Harry I’ll give you some of my cloths to borrow.” He nodded. We walked to my room and I threw him a pair of trousers and a striped shirt. “Sorry if it’s tight, you’re more built then I am.” He laughed and left to change in my washroom.

I sighed and sat on the edge of my bed. How I managed to survive the night was beyond me. He came back to me and we left to walk to school, “Harry where is your class?” 

I took out what was now, Harry’s writing utensils and passed them to him.

I have art history in section 3

“Ok,” we walked to his side of campus. I had some time before I had to be in class so it’s not like I’d be late if I walked him to his class. We came upon his building minutes later, “Ok so I’ll see you at lunch yeah?” I said.

He nodded and walking over to me gave me a tight hug. Um what? Did I miss something? I mean it’s great that he is opening up to me but this behavior was so sudden.

I hugged him back of course, “See you later.” 

He nodded and I left to get to class.

My class was not too bad today. It was mostly revision for a test we were going to have, which I wasn’t too worried about.

I had messages from Zayn and Niall. 

What the fuck happened last night? And how the hell do you know Styles, he’s bad news Lou take it from me I know -Zayn

Sorry I didn’t come home last night. I went out to a party and got pretty trashed so I stayed at a friends -Niall

I stared at Zayn’s message; I was both angry and curious at the same time. How the hell was Harry bad news, my Harry wouldn’t hurt anyone.

Wait what did I just… my Harry? 

No Louis, he’s not yours. He won’t ever be yours and you need to accept that.