Not A Chance {Larry Stylinson fanfic}

Chapter 1

Harry's POV

"Harry this is Liam Payne, Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, and Louis Tomlinson." Simon told, gesturing to the four guys in front of me.

"Hey." I looked at the faces in front of me. Liam had long brown, soft chocolate eyes, and was tall. Niall a short blond with shiny shiny blue eyes, and was quite hyper. Zayn's caramel eyes were calm and his dark stood out against his tan skin.

Louis.

"Louis!" I squealed. Ever since we met, I hadn't been able to think straight. I stepped forward to give him a hug, but he froze, looking terrified.

I rocked onto my heels awkwardly and stared at the floor.

Dang it Harry.

"You lads are in a band, socialize.'' Simon urged and left the lounge.

We stood in silence, trying to seem preoccupied.

"They got any food in here?" Niall blurted and kneeled by a mini fridge, that was empty. "Shit. Do you think we look old enough to get into a club?" I noticed he was Irish, unlike the 4 of us who were British.

"Certainly not." Liam shook his head an sunk into a beanbag.

"So we're a band huh?" Louis grinned, I laughed loudly even though it wasn't funny and the boys looked at me. I quickly shut up.

"Yah." Zayn nodded.

"Well we need a name!" Niall realized and chuckled.

I leaned against a nearby pool table, trying to look nonchalant because Louis was in the room.

Niall, Zayn, Liam, and Louis were trying to think of a name (their ideas horrible so far).

I completely zoned out and stared at

Louis. His rectangular black glasses framed his sparkling blue eyes, reminding me of waves in the ocean. He had very long eyelashes, blinking quickly as he talked. The light shined on his long bronze hair, falling perfectly around his softly chiseled face. Louis had a very high voice and a cackling laugh, which I found cute. Not to mention his smile. It was perfect, like him.

I continued to think about how hot Louis Tomlinson was, until I realized Louis Tomlinson was staring back at me. Though he didn't look creeped out, but instead stared back at me admiringly. So we stood there for two

.minutes, gazing into each other's eyes.

"I sense gayness." Niall said,

diverting my eyes from Louis. My cheeks turned the color of Louis's Toms.

"I was kidding" Niall sighed, noticing my red face.

Change the subject Harry.

"One direction." I mumbled thoughtlessly.

"Huh?" Zayn looked puzzled.

"One direction. As in, the name of the band."

"Why?"

"Like, one D, and erection. One Direction."

"But there's 5 D's!" Niall argued, raising his water bottle in protest.

"That hasn't been confirmed yet." Zayn muttered and looked towards Louis. I kind of wanted to punch him in the face. But instead, I stood silently.

"One Direction." Liam echoed, as if trying the name out.

"I like it." Niall spoke with a mouth full of food. I instantly wondered where he found it. The group nodded in agreement.

"So we're a band called 'One Direction?" Liam stated the obvious.

I turned and noticed Louis was staring at me again.

"Let's go tell Simon! Louis and Harry stay here!" Niall yelled as he left the lounge with Zayn and Liam.

The door closed shut and I was left in a quiet room alone with Louis.