fuckboy love [larry]

[fourteen]

liam hadn't called all day or night, which didn't surprise harry in the least.

he woke up that morning energized with the idea he would get the story put of his friend's mouth. he got up and threw on an oversized white shirt on and a cute pink tennis skirt that went to his mid-thigh. for the finishing touch, he applied mascara and a bit of eyeliner with a pink and white flower crown.

he walked out, saying goodbye to his mum who was eating her breakfast half-asleep. he turned the ignition and started his car, driving to Liam's house.

-

-
the curly lad knocked, nervous. liam answered, wearing his normal attire, but with a sad expression on his puppy dog face nobody could say no to. cautiously, harry asked:

"liam, what happened that night?"

"i'll tell you at lunch", was all the boy said as he got in the car. they drove in silence, occasionally singing along to taylor swift songs when they played on the radio. liam seemed a bit better after singing his heart out on style, harry concluded.

they walked on the schools building, going separate ways to their lockers. harry opened his and dropped his stuff for the day. he took out his biology belongings and skipped to his best friend's locker. liam was still busy, sighing out loud a lot, which worried the pretty boy.

they both said their goodbyes and went to their respective classrooms for the first class of the day.

-

-

at lunch, the duo was seated outside on a picnic table, as they shouted to anyone who wanted to sit near them on the almost empty table. nervously playing with his starbucks straw, harry timidly asked, again, "so, what happened?"

with a deep sigh that must of lasted at least five seconds, liam stared explaining the story. he told harry about the party where he and zayn had sex, explaining it in a PG way that is. he rambled on about his mistake in saying I love you to zayn and how the lad had just walked away, leaving liam alone to cry.

harry cuddled liam who let a few start tears slip by his chocolate brown eyes, murmuring sweet nothings to comfort his best friend. "but you know liam, two days ago, when I texted louis, he said something about zayn being sad, maybe it had something to do with this." the tall boy looked over at him hopefully, eyes wide.

they continued talking about their crushes and harry gushed about how surprised he was and a bit angry that liam had lost his virginity and hadn't told him. they gossiped until the bell rang and they still had two classes to go before going home.

-

-

harry: hey

harry: so liam told me what was up

louis: cool

louis: zayn hasn't said anything

louis: but he still looks bummed out

louis: anyways gtg skating with him rn

harry: can i join you guys? i won't be a bother I swear

louis: sure:)

harry rushed out of his room, nearly tripping on the stairs and falling to his death. he hastily put on his white platform converse and rushed to the park. there, he saw the small man he had come to have a crush on.

"louis! heya!" he said in a childish tone, which he felt embarrassed about after. the lad looked over to where he was standing, a grin on his face.

he rode on his skateboard to Harry's emplacement, getting off and engulfing the taller boy in a bear hug. "hey cutie." he whispered in his ear. harry blushed at his comment and smiled.

"I'm fine, better after meeting you though." he replied cheekily before pecking the fuckboy on the cheek. louis laughed and hugged him again. they let go of each other and made their way to the rest of the skater boys.

"so mates, this is harry." he smiled proudly, gesturing to the curly lad. the boys didn't seem fazed by his outfit, they just smiled and introduced themselves. harry felt accepted, which made him smile and dimples show.

the skaters tried to help harry improve his skateboarding skills, without any success. harry wasn't mad or disappointed, he laughed along with them when he fell. louis couldn't hide his fond smile very time the boy giggled or uttered a word.

-

-

"guys, I kinda have to go, it's 7 o'clock." harry sheepishly said with a sad smile. zayn and the guys bid their farewell to the boy as him and louis walked away out of the park.

"so harry, did you have fun with them?" louis asked.

"yeah, they're really cool!" the curly boy beamed,"and they didn't judge me at all, I'm surprised." the blue eyed bit nodded along with him, not expecting that too.

after a brief comfortable silence, louis added "but i'm cooler, right?"

"yes, louis you are." harry replied with a playful eye roll and a sarcastic voice.

"hey! not funny!" and they both laughed.