Anonymous •Larry Stylinson• (Boyxboy) //ON HOLD //

Chapter 25.

Harry's POV.

Close. I was close to Louis. Happy. I was finally starting to make him feel happy, but Zayn just barged in and ruined everything. Object. And I couldn't say a word or object.

Long ago, Zayn and I just kind of made an agreement. I once tried breaking it and I fell into a mess of problems. I won't let Zayn hurt Louis in any way , and that's why I'm trying my best not to say anything. But I swear to god , if I know that Zayn touched a cell from Louis' body in any way, I'll snap his neck . I just never break promises, And Zayn and I already have one.

I had no idea where Louis went, maybe back home. As much as I wanted to hold on to him, I had to let him go for now. Zayn kept on speaking and speaking but I was just in my own reality , or should I say, fantasy.
He plopped down on the couch Louis was sleeping on holding some snacks and trying to turn my tv on. I didn't even realize I was still standing next to my main door.

"Harry! Snap out of it and answer my question!" Zayn almost yelled.
"What's your question" I said walking to a wooden chair next to my couch and sitting on it.
"What was that fag doing here"
Fag. He should stop calling my Louis that. Stop.
"I uhh .. I borrowed his copybook and he came to take it" I internally high-fived my self and forced a laugh to loose down the atmosphere a bit while Zayn just hummed in reply.Louis' phone. It caught my attention. I had to hide , sit on it , set it on fire . ANYTHING. As long as Zayn doesn't see it.

I suddenly heard someone knock on the door. More like banging.
"STOP YOU ASSSHOLE" Zayn yelled at the stranger knocking at the door and laughed afterwards. I just shook my head slowly in regret of Zayn being here and opened the door.
"P-Paul" I whispered trying to close the door as much as possible to not make Zayn recognize him.
"WHO'S THAT" Zayn suddenly yelled . I turned my head and looked back to Paul.

"I want to speak to you" he whispered with anger and hate flowing in his tone. I nodded and turned back to Zayn.
"It's the garbage guy, give me a second"
"Ah" Zayn simply said watching tv. I quickly opened the door and stepped outside.

"Seriously Harry ?! What are you up to" Paul stared at me angrily.
"W-What are you talking about"
"Look Harry I'm not stupid , I saw Louis hang out with you the last weeks . I also saw the way he looks at you. I've seen love before you know ?! And now he's crying his eyes out , and I'm pretty sure it's because of you-"
"Paul. Please . Can you sneak into my room and stay there for a bit?" I looked at him pleadingly, but he replied by raising one eyebrow at me confusingly.
"Just please , only a couple of hours" Paul just left to do it without answering back.I assume.

An hour passed , and Zayn finally left . Now was the time I talk to Paul, because he seemed so open-minded to a point where he saw other people's love. I climbed the stairs and took a deep breathe before entering my room. Surprisingly, Paul was actually waiting. He was sitting on my bed wearing brown khaki pants and a white t-shirt.
"Explain Styles" Paul shot once I walked in sat in the other side of the bed.
"Apparently you already know that we feel something towards each other"
"True"
"Well, here's my problem. I want to ask him out, I want to mean something to him, but every time I make things go the right way someone messes everything up for me"
"Complete , I'm listening"
"Would you please help me prepare that one special night where I'll ask him out"
"I can tell you what to do , but help you do it , no. You should take ALL the credit"
"Yea I understand"
"Here's what I think you should do.."
•*•Later that night•*•

The plan was pretty clever , pretty sweet too. It was something I never did, maybe because I never tried asking someone to be mine,the proper way. I lay down in my bed and think of one thing. The only thing. Louis.

I remember the enjoyment we felt being by each other's side..
•*FLASHBACK*•
"Don't move" Louis said staring intently at my arm.
"What's there-" I was cut off by him slapping my arm really hard. Feeling my skin redden, I asked him why he did that. He suddenly started sprinting.
"CATCH ME IF YOU CAN" he shouted running away....
•END OF FLASHBACK•

I felt a tiny smile spread across my face. ' I love him' I thought. I always did. Blaming his bad memory, Louis can't remember me from our past.

Suddenly I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket , considering I still didn't change. A strange number is calling me.
"Hello? Who is this ?"
"It's me Harry" Louis sighed.

"What?! You're phone is here , at my house"

"Well easy , that's not my phone. That's Hayes', I'm at his"

"Oh, Louis I'm sorry about today. I swear I couldn't do anything, I told you that Zayn is pretty harmful" I felt Louis smile on the opposite side of the phone.

"It's okay , at least you apologized. Plus , I understand"

"Can you please tell me the time ? Too lazy to check" Louis chuckled at my laziness.

"It's 12:23 am"

'3 hours left till the plan' I thought...

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