Light My Fire [Larry Stylinson One-Shots and AUs]

It's Been a While, Hasn't it? (3)

"It's Been a While, Hasn't it? (3)"

Content Warnings: swearing

Third person POV

"Hey," Louis was pushed against a row of lockers, "What the fuck did you do with my boyfriend," Nick spat. He glanced over at said curly-haired boy. "Nick, actually I'm-"

"Shut it, Harry."

"I'm br-"

"I said be quiet!"

"Let him talk, dickhead," Louis spat back at Nick. "Fine, what is it, bitch," Nick sneered at Harry. "I-I'm breaking up with you," Harry took in a deep breath. "What," Nick laughed, "What, did Louis here convince you to do that," he turned back to Louis, "What, you suck his dick or something?"

"What," Louis exclaimed, "God, no, you're disgusting! You're an asshole, that's why he's breaking up with you," Louis shoved Nick away from him, grasping one of Harry's hands and dragging him away quickly towards their class room. He chose to ignore the sparks running through his veins.

"I'm sorry," Harry spoke quietly when they reached the seats in the back. Louis took the one he sat in yesterday and Harry took the end chair again.

"Don't be."

"But-"

"I said don't be sorry, okay," Louis closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, "That guy is fucking annoying. Goes so far as to saying I'd suck you off and then make you break up with him? How low do people think I am," he scoffs. "I don't think you're low. I don't think your other friend, Liam? Yeah, I don't think he thinks badly of you."

"Well congrats, because you might be the only two that think that way. My breakup was broadcasted, you of all people are going to the same college as me, and now your 'holier-than-thou' boyfriend hates my guts. Things are terrible, Harry."

Harry says nothing. Louis just huffs and shakes his head, getting out his things.

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"Louis?"

"What."

"Is it..really that bad going to the same college as me?"

The question comes nearly silently, and it catches Louis off guard. "What?"

"Um, never mind," Harry shakes his head. He turns back to his work, beginning to type away on his laptop. Louis just stares at him, confused. It takes him a second to remember his words from before, and when he does he instantly feels bad. "Hey, Haz, no, it's just-a lot for me right now. I didn't mean it like that. I've said it before, it's just that you came back into my life to fast and I'm honestly not sure what to do, like I would love to be your friend again, but I don't want anyone to get hurt again-"

Louis cut himself off, "Sorry, I'm rambling. I didn't mean it to sound like having you in my life is horrible."

Harry pressed his lips together, sighing heavily. "Alright. I get it. I don't want anyone to get hurt either. I just thought maybe we could..yeah, be friends."

"I would love that," Louis said earnestly. Harry turns to meet the other boy's gaze, smiling.

"Great."