Stars, stripes and student life [Larry Stylinson]

Chapter 14

Two in one day because I didnt post a lot lately. I love u guys xoxo

You know that feeling when you just know that someone stares at you? That's how Louis wakes up, and he is right. When he opens his eyes he stares immediately in a beautiful green pair.

"Are you watching me sleep?" Louis smirks.

"You are awake now." Harry sasses, leaning on one elbow and never breaking eye contact with the boy next to him.

"Cute." Louis mumbles, grabbing Harry's other hand.

"It's really nice." Harry says.

"What is love?"

"Waking up next to you and just, you being the first thing I see in the morning."

"Harry!" Louis whines, hiding his face in Harry's chest.

"What's wrong?"

"I am supposed to be the one embarrassing you, flirting shamelessly with you, not the other way around."

"Your eyes are a lighter blue when you are shy."

"Jerk." Louis mumbles, but kissing Harry's forehead anyway. "I like it too very much by the way, waking up next to you."

"Do you?" Harry's eyes are green and shiny and fuck he is so cute.

"Yeah. Harry, you have no fucking idea how much I like you." Louis whispers, his fingertips caressing Harry's bare arm.

"Then maybe you should kiss me." Harry holds his breath and bites his lip as he gives Louis an expecting look.

"Are you sure you want that?" Louis ask, connecting his blue eyes with Harry's again.

"Yeah. Do you?"

Louis leans in, making their foreheads touch and their lips are only inches away from each other.

"I want to very much, but I have fucking morning breath, H. You have to at least give me the chance to take a mentos or something."

And the tension between them disappears and they both start laughing.

"Way to ruin the moment, Lou!" Harry whines.

"Did you really want to have our first kiss in a hotel room with morning breath? Harry, please I'm a classy lady." Louis acts fake hurt, putting his hand on his chest.

"It's not my mistake that you look kissable when you wake up with your hair everywhere and just looking so soft." Harry reasons.

"You are a fucking flirt in the morning, Harry Styles." Louis laughs, leaving the bed only so he can jump in on top of Harry, of course taking care to not hurt him

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"Where were you this morning?" Taylor asks when she is having breakfast together with Harry, Zayn and Liam, Louis showering and Niall still asleep.

"What do you mean?" Harry ditches the question a bit, knowing very well what Taylor means.

"I came to check up on you and you weren't there. Got almost the CIA in here, Haz but then this one here suggested that you were probably in Louis' room so I checked and there you were." She says pointing at Zayn.

"Really, Z? Never saying something to me but tittle tattle?" Harry jokes, making Zayn laugh a little bit. That's an accomplishment, really.

"Don't change the subject now. Tell me more about Louis and you." Taylor folds her fingers and crosses her legs, waiting for Harry to explain.

"I really like him, Tay." Harry sighs. "Like, really like him." Harry does his best not to smile like a complete fool, but he is one honestly.

"Are you together?"

"Not yet." Harry says before taking a bite from his croissant. "But I think we will be soon? I mean, I really want us to be together. He makes me feel things Tay that I didn't know that could be felt."

"Aw, little Harry is in love!" Liam coos, making Harry blush.

"Hey guys!" Everybody turns around when Louis comes out of the bathroom. His hair is still wet and he is only wearing a pair of jeans. Harry wondered where his hormones were when he was like fifteen, but here they are, just a bit late. "What are you all talking about?" He takes an apple and takes a bite, falling down on a chair next to Harry, giving him a wink.

Harry is a puddle, a literal puddle.

"Just discussing what Harry is going to do today. I was bored yesterday you know, not following him around every single step." Liam jokes but saving Harry at the same time.

"What do you want to do, babe?" Louis turns to Harry and if his cheeks weren't red already then they sure are now.

"I don't know. You have any ideas?" Harry stutters.

Just when Louis is about to answer, Niall comes out of his room.

"Guys, just got a text from Ella from my economics class. There's a pool party, open invite!"

So, their plans for the day are made.

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The place is crowded but really Harry doesn't mind because it's an open space and nobody even notices that he is there. He takes off his shirt and puts it on a chair, his flipflops next to it. Louis follows his example.

"Don't think we'll have to do any evacuation today right? Think we need to get paid triple." Liam sighs, making Zayn giggle.

"Harry's student life is making our jobs a lot harder." He agrees.

"You know, Zayn never talks to me." Harry says to Louis. "Like, for real. It's like he hates me but still I know he doesn't."

"He just wants to be professional, H." Louis comforts him. "Because it's pretty impossible to hate you. For sure now that you are not wearing a shirt. You know how hard it is to keep my hands to myself? You look fucking perfect." Louis leans in closer so he can talk softly into Harry's ear, his hand resting on his hips.

"Who says I want you to control yourself?" Harry whispers back.

"GET IN THE POOL, BITCHES!" Niall pushes both Harry and Louis in who were talking near the edge.

"For fuck's sake Niall you Leprechaun!" Louis curses when he is in the pool. Harry just laughs and he automatically takes place on Louis' back, arms around him. Louis' anger disappears immediately and holds onto Harry's legs.

"You needed to cool down." Niall smirks.

"Very funny." Louis rolls his eyes but then lets go of Harry so he can face him.

"Being surrounded by drunk college students still isn't the romantic setting I talked about, right?" Louis' one hand is resting on Harry's hip and the other one is cupping his cheek.

"I really don't care about that setting, Lou. Just want you to kiss me." Harry whispers back.

"Yeah, fuck yeah." Louis leans in and just when their lips are about to touch, they are interrupted by an annoying voice, the voice Louis fucking hates.

"Harry, hey! Good to see you!"

Louis rolls his eyes annoyedly and Harry gives the boy an awkward wave.

"Hey Nick!"

Louis can't help but let go of Harry.

Nick fucking ruins everything.