Fools Gold - Larry Stylinson AU

Chapter 7

Hi guys, I've missed you:) I'm so so sorry this chapter took so long, I worked hard on it.

CAUTION: THEIR WILL BE SMUT IN THIS CHAPTER. I didn't write it, one of my friends did. However, she has asked to remain anon.

Anyways, enjoy the chapter and I'm so sorry for the wait

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Louis' POV

Friday came along eventually. I don't really know if i'm happy about it or not. Yes, I'll be with Harry, but at the same time that's the scariest thing ever.

Me and him have met after school to work on our song once more this week. It was then that we decided on a title and a chorus.

*FLASHBACK*

"What do you think Louis?" Harry questioned. We were at his house once again, and trying to come up with a good fourth line for the chorus. So far we have:

So you can keep me,

Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans,

Holding me close until our eyes meet.

I liked it. I'm sure Harry is going to sound amazing singing it in class.

"How about, you won't ever be alone?" I asked, "Sorry, I'm really bad at writing songs."

"No Louis! It's great," He looked up from the notebook we were writing in as he spoke, "Really, really great," he trailed off as he met me eyes. We held eye contact for about 3 seconds in silence before he shook his head and pulled away. Fuck, his eyes are beyond perfect.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

I smiled lightly at the memory. That had been an awesome day.

"What are you smiling at, Louis?" Zayn asked. He was driving me to the party that Harry had insisted I go to.

"Nothing," I sighed, "Nothing important. Eyes on the road dude." I reminded him. He wouldn't stop looking at me. He quickly averted his eyes from to to the road.

I looked out the window at the starry night sky, it was very pretty. Today was one of the few days it wasn't overcast outside. I hummed along to the song on the radio that was playing, called "Hey There Delilah". I've always loved that song. Zayn quietly murmured the words along with me as he drove to the party.

When we arrived it was in full swing. We could practically hear the music from down the block. Zayn parked the car a block away because all the parking spaces near the house were taken already. It wasn't even 11 yet. I stuck close to Zayn for reassurance as we made our way into the house. It reeked of alcohol and smoke. The music was so bloody loud I couldn't hear myself think. Zayn pressed his arm against my side and rested his hand on my lower back to comfort me. He could sense I was timid.

"BROOOS" Niall shrieked when he saw us in the kitchen. He threw himself at my body and clung to us tightly. He was already drunk beyond comprehension. I chuckled a little bit before Josh pulled him off of me. Niall immediately started licking Josh's eye lids after that. I looked over at Harry, who was standing in the corner watching and laughing at it all. Fuck, he looked hot. We was dressed in a black t-shirt and black skinny jeans and I'd be lying if I said my pants didn't get a little tighter at the sight.

"Want a drink, Louis?" Harry's voice shouted over the music, gesturing at a cooler. I shook my head. My doctor said beer was something that I should stay away from at all costs. Harry gave a little nod as if to say "okay" before he disappeared into the sea of dancing bodies.

I lingered around Zayn for a while longer until I lost him in the midst of everyone. Then I became terrified. He was my ride home, what if he left drunk? Without me? What if he crashed and died? I don't like to think about Zayn dying, so I decided to keep looking for him.