My Because || A Larry AU Story

15 - Halloween Pt. 2

To both my disappointment and relief, me and Louis decide to stay in the clothes we already have on and only use the face paint for our 'costumes'. Louis paints his face completely white, apart from putting some black paint around his eyes and over his eyebrows. I attempt something similar, but also try to add in some red to make it look like blood. We both look ridiculous with no clear indication of what we're supposed to be - not that we even had a clue ourselves anyway - we just went with it. Regardless, I'm secretly happy that we're sort of matching.

As the night goes on, more and more people start arriving, with the party in full swing. It doesn't take me long to get drunk, with drink after drink being poured for me and me taking part in many drinking games. I'm wasted and all I want is Louis. I want to be around him all night and not leave his side, so I end up following him around like a lost puppy. He doesn't seem to mind though - he's also very drunk and keeps excitedly chatting nonsense to me, as well as dancing wildly with me. I end up sharing a cigarette with him outside, which causes me to start giggling like an idiot. I have to fight hard not to drunkenly blurt out my feelings.

As we walk back inside, Louis stops me in my tracks and pulls me around to face him in the kitchen. I laugh again nervously, noticing how his fingers stay closed around my wrist. He pulls me closer to him, laughing and my heart skips a bit. Is he going to kiss me?

I'm pulled closer and closer before Louis suddenly throws his arms around me in a big, clumsy hug. I lean down slightly to hug him back, my heart pounding because he doesn't seem to want to let go.

'H-harry,' he slurs in my ear, before laughing again.

'What?' I laugh back. He removes one arm from around me and wobbles slightly. I tighten my grip on him in an attempt to keep him steady.

'You're- you are...' Louis starts, still slurring his words and lightly jabbing a finger into my chest. 'Y-you're really fuckin' cute.'

Holy shit. I start giggling again, my heart rate sky-rocketing

'L-Lou,' I say, unable to stop smiling. 'You're...cuter.'

'N-no, youuuu...'

'Youuuuuuu!' I say, letting him go and putting my hands on his cheeks.

He starts shaking his head at me, a wide grin on his face. I get the overwhelming urge to kiss him right there and then. Just as I'm about to clumsily lean in, a bunch of people come crashing into the kitchen, shouting really loudly along to the music.

Louis pushes my hands off and holds me away from him at arms length, laughing even harder. He then lets go and runs off into the front room. I, of course, run after him. Someone hands me another drink and I down it, the rest of the night becoming a blur. I dance around with Louis, his housemates and even strangers. I hug a lot of people too. I don't feel nervous anymore - I'm having the time of my life, plus Louis told me I'm cute. I don't want to ever forget this night. I'm on top of the world.

x

I wake up with my head pounding, not quite knowing where I am. I open my eyes, wincing slightly at the light pouring into the room. I blink several times, trying to recognise where I've woken up. I sense movement beside me and look over to see Louis sleeping with his back to me. Shit. I'm in his room...and in his bed...with him. Holy fucking shit. I sit bolt up right and rub my eyes, looking down at myself. I'm still fully clothed and so is he. Thank fuck.

Even though I badly wanted be with Louis in that way, I was scared for a second in case we'd  drunkenly hooked up. I have a brief recollection of something happening in the kitchen, but it's too hazy for me to fully remember it. I hope to god we didn't kiss either, because I want the first time anything happens to be something meaningful that I can remember fully. If it happens, that is...

I rub my temples before gently nudging Louis awake.

'Mmph,' he mutters, sleepily, before opening one eye. It takes him a second to realise I'm sitting next to him. He jumps and opens both eyes, sitting up quickly, almost falling off the bed.

'Fuck, you scared the shit out of me!' Louis exclaims, clutching the duvet to his chest. 'I forgot you was here.'

We stare at each other nervously for a few seconds. Louis leans back against the bed frame, seemingly a bit calmer.

'How did I get here?' I eventually ask. 'Sleeping in your bed, I mean...'

My heart skips a bit saying those words and I feel the worry creeping back in again about what could have happened.

'I don't remember much, but you were really drunk and basically passed out on my bed,' Louis replies. 'I couldn't send you home like that or anythin'...and I also needed to sleep, so I guess I just crept in next you.'

He lets out a nervous laugh and looks away from me.

'Thank fuck,' I say, letting out a sigh of relief I didn't even realise I'd been holding. 'I was scared something happened between us...like drunkenly'

As soon as the words leave my lips, I regret saying them. Louis will probably find it so weird. I hear him let out another laugh, yet I can't look at him.

'No, I think I'd remember that...'

I look back at him, feeling slightly shocked at his response, especially when I notice the faint pink flush across his cheeks.

'I'm gonna get some water, want some?' Louis asks, climbing out of bed and breaking the silence.

'Yeah, please - my head's killing.'

x

After some water, food, and a quick shower, I start making my way back home still trying to piece together everything that had happened last night, still in disbelief over the fact I'd shared a bed with Louis and we'd slept next to each other. I'm barely through the door when my phone goes off and I almost drop it in shock, having to read the message over and over to make sure that I'm not seeing things.

louist91: do you fancy going out somewhere with me tuesday ?? x

My heart pounds and I have to sit down on the stairs. Is this...what I think it is? My hands shake as I type out my response, which I feel hesitant to send as it's quite daring. I eventually press the button and close my eyes, too scared to keep looking at the chat.

harrystyles: ...are you asking me on date, Lou? ;) x

I bounce my legs up and down, with every second that passes without a reply making me incredibly anxious. I'm about to delete the message when his reply finally arrives, which causes me to actually drop my phone this time.

louist91: no comment  ;) so...will you ? x

I rush back down the stairs to pick up my phone, which thankfully isn't broken. Feeling flustered and still in shock over what's happening, I send my answer.

harrystyles: I meannnn I have no plans so sureeeee ;) :) x

I don't have to wait long for his reply this time.

louist91: sickkkk ! i'll pick you up from yours at 1pm tues :) x