Friends or Lovers ~ L.S

6

Harry Styles

I roll over and grab my phone. The alarm is going off. I shut it down and look at the time.

It's 8:30. Shit, we've got a flight at 10.

I set my phone down and roll over

"Lou?" I ask... and I realize that his bed is empty. I mean, I'm the only one in it

The bathroom door opens and he suddenly comes out witha  towel setting just around his hips

"Oh, hi" I say

"Did you think i ran out?" he giggles

I shake my head no, but my head screams yes

I let my eyes trail down his body. The red bruises have turned a soft shade of purple over night, and they stand out like crazy on his skin.

I roll out of his bed and grab my clothes from the floor.

"We've got-" I start but get cut off by Louis spinning me around and pressing hsi lips to mine.

The soft minty flavor from his toothpaste seeps into my mouth for a second, then he pulls back.

"Go pack. Flight at 10. Liam and Paul will kill us is we're late for anything else." He grins

"Right" I mumble and wiggle my shirt over my head. I stay in boxers and rush out of his room.

In the elevator, it's kind of awkward. i'm holding socks, shoes, and jeans. I'm standing with only a t-shirt and boxers on. I've got bed head. And there is an old lady next to me.

Thankfully I get out first and rush to my room while she goes up another floor.

Once safely in my room, I strip completely and put new everything on. After I dress, I do my hair and brush my teeth then start throwing everything from round the room back into my bag.

Damn, I'm a mess. I need to learn to pick up after myself so I'm not doing it on the last day all the time. Shit....

When I'm sure I've got everything, it's 9:30. Good. Half an hour to spare.

I throw my bag over my shoulder and grab my room key then leave. I play on my phone as I wait for the elevator to reach the first floor... except, it doesn't. It stops, Louis gets on, then we go all the way down. Louis and I talk in the elevator then go sit together on the bench beside the reception desk. I return both of our keys then we just wait for everyone.

Zayn is the next to come down, which is really surprising since he's normally the last. Niall comes down next, then Paul, and then Liam.

"What took you so long?" I ask because, face it, everyone was wondering 

"Just, got, uh, caught up" he stutters

Louis jumps up and tips the boy's face up, examining his neck, and finding three love bites forming. "You were just with someone!" Louis gasps

We all jump up to look at his neck. Paul just watches us and rolls his eyes, but keeps a smile on his face because he's honestly amused.

"A- this girl, she was my room service. We just.. yeah" Liam explains 

"Ooo, getcha some" Niall cheers. We all laugh then follow Paul out.

Once again, screaming fans, lots of cameras,... but this time, one of them reaches out and grabs me. I trip and almost fall but Louis tugs me back over to him.

"Keep your fuckin' hands off 'em, mate! What the fuck are you doing?!" Louis screams

The fans immediately turn on the rude pap and start screaming and cussing at him, completely humiliating him.

"Serves your right, you fucking looser!" Louis screams. 

I grip his hand and he looks at me. The anger melts away quickly in his eyes.

"He's not worth it" I whisper

Louis only nods and surges forwards. His lips press to mine, fast and practically ghosting, and it was over before I felt like it actually happened. Maybe it didn't.

A few people screamed louder and that just made Louis grab me and run with me to the tour bus. We got on after everyone and he sat close to me on the couch.

"Fucking assholes" Louis mumbles

"They're not worth it, Loueh. They're shit people with stupid jobs. Not worth getting involved" Liam says

I nod, agreeing, but Louis has other plans

"They fucking grabbed Harry! About made him fall, too! He could've gotten hurt"

"And that sucks and it's stupid. Makes us all mad. But we can't go fighting." Allen, the driver says

"I would've hit the guy in the nose if I'd of been there" Zayn shrugs. Louis nods and Zayn gets slapped on the arm by Liam. 

"Not helping" Liam grumbles

"Fuck this and fuck you! I was right, I know it. I should've fuckin' hit him. Zayn's right" Louis all but snarls before getting up and going to the bunks

I let a small amount of time pass before I get up and follow to the bunks. I slide into Louis' and he says, "Thought you'd never come"

"Thought you'd want time alone. Didn't want to piss you off further" I say as I wrap my arms around him. He curls up in my chest.

"Sorry for getting mad. Wasn't at you at all, just hate those paps."

"I get it... but I don't want you getting fired, or having some stupid ass lecture from Simon" I say softly

"I won't do it again, I promise. I'm sorry"

I let that sink in for a few minutes then I whisper, "Thanks for the kiss out there. Really what I needed"

"Need another?" he asks just as quiet

He moves up to press his lips to mine when I nod but the curtain draw back a little and we both look over.

"Hey, Louis" A guilty looking Liam says

Just seeing the guilt in Liam's eyes makes Louis crawl off of me and tackle Liam into a hug. Liam catches him easily and hugs him right back. Liam is still half crouched and Louis' feet are still tocuhing the bed. it looks awkward but they don't care.

"I was just mad at the paps, didn't mean to blow up on you" Louis mumbles against this shoulder

"I get it. Sorry for being a dick. I wasn't, like, taking their side. Just don't want you in trouble.... again" Liam says

Louis laughs and leans back.

"Simon's bullshit chats don't scare me. Especially not when they're about something as dumb as getting drunk and throwing cake"

"Yeah, but we still don't want you getting called in for them" Liam says

Louis sits softly on the edge of the bunk and nods, understanding.

Niall suddenly walks over and hugs Louis too, even though Niall wasn't even a part of the conversation

"I seen everyone hugging and felt left out" Niall says with a grin