Bury my Heart (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 8: Rich

Winter break had finally arrived and it seemed as if the whole University had sighed in relief, especially Harry. He was exceeding stressed and when he would brush, he swore he was loosing his hair. Ever since his many encounters with Louis, he had been on the alert at all times when he wasn’t in class and the paranoia had began to sink in. Harry felt that he was simply too young for this ridiculousness and he still couldn’t find his jump drive.

“Already packed?” Liam asked as he walked into the room and an Irishman peeked into the room.

“Hi Harry!”

“Hey guys, and yeah,” Harry zipped his bag closed. “I’m ready to go home.”

“Same here, I’m definitely getting tired of school.” Niall groaned and plopped himself down on Liam’s bed, making himself quite at home.

“Comfortable?” Harry asked with an amused tone and gently kicked at Niall’s shin.

“I was until you kicked me!” Niall mocked a whine and suddenly his face shone as if he had reached a realization. “So what are you guys going to do during break?”

“Well I think we all know that we’re visiting home.” Liam said, sensibly.

“It’s not fair, I live so far away from you guys so I won’t be able to see you until break is over.” Niall said with a pout pulling at his lips and he crossed his arms. He didn’t want to be separated from his friends; this was going to be a boring winter break for him.

“You’ll somehow live, I mean we haven’t seen each other in years and you survived that.” Harry pointed out, attempting to put hope into Niall.

“That was only because I thought I’d never see you again,” Niall mumbled and glanced over to Liam, noticing him sit down next to him. He couldn’t help but smile and looked over to Harry. “And now I have to wait a couple weeks before seeing you guys.”

“Why so sentimental?” A voice reached their ears and everyone looked to the door to see Louis, leaning against the doorway with this smug smirk on his face. His eyes twinkled with their familiar look of mischief and Harry immediately looked away from that obnoxious lad. Harry wanted to strangle him.

“Well we are not going to see each other for awhile.” Liam said as he gazed at how stood in his doorway. He assumed that Louis was being kind and seeing them off before they would all go their separate ways. Liam noticed that over the month, Harry and Louis have been hanging around each other often, although that was mostly on Louis’ part. He would annoy Harry the best he could, and he succeeded the majority of the time.

“Oh right, winter break is today,” Louis smiled as he had been needlessly reminded. “So you’re all going to go home to your mummy’s?”

“Oh shut up Lou.” Niall said with a chuckle and threw a pillow at him. Louis simply caught the pillow and quirked a brow at the Irishman.

“I wouldn’t want to start a war in a stranger’s home, but nonetheless I don’t really care- banzai!” Louis shouted as he jumped on Harry’s bed, pinning him to the mattress.

“What the hell!?” Harry exclaimed and squirmed his body from being close to Louis. He had to admit that Louis was quite fit, physically but he wouldn’t ever admit it out loud. He knew he wouldn’t ever live it down if Louis ever heard of it.

“Oh you know you like it!” Louis chuckled and began to tickle Harry’s sides.

“You can beat him up Harry! Come on! Use those muscles!” Niall cheered him on and Louis gave a quick gasp at Niall.

“Who’s side are you on!?” Louis grinned as he fought against Harry who continued to squirm and bite at his lip, trying not to laugh out loud. Harry didn’t want to give Louis that satisfaction.