Winter Sun- Larry Stylinson

October 18th.

"Darla. Come on we both know what you want." Suddenly all my attention went towards her locker. "Josh please just leave."

"You wore my favourite colour. It's really working for me." Standing beside Darla I heard a sigh. "It's fine Harry." Darla mumbles. "I don't know. Are you sure?"

"You heard her. It's fine." I gasp. "Now you care what she says?"

"Sure. Yeah." His eyes lift from her chest with a smirk. "Mhm. Tell me not to and I'll just walk you home." Neither of them spoke. "I'm playing with her. What you don't know how to flirt?"

"Never been an issue no. You're not flirting, you're being an inconsiderate prick with bad breath." He goes to step closer. "You-"

Grabbing his face I squash his cheeks into his teeth. "What the fuck makes you think you can talk to her? Look at you and then look at her. You are a mediocre nobody wearing fake cologne and a rusted fucking chain."

I turn his head to face them. "Look at her. She's pretty, nice clothes, personality, smart. There is no worse smell than desperation drown in an bad smelling fake cologne. So say you're sorry then go. Got it?"

He mumbles out his sorry. I didn't want to bother it anymore than I had. She didn't seem to mad but i knew for a fact that it wasn't the best fun.

I'd just stood in an awkward silence for a couple seconds.

Then I got scared.

Then Evan made his way over and it got worse. Silence in big groups is not my strong suit.

"Do you think flys would be able to juggle if they tried?" Darlas eye twitches but Evan had nodded. "Yes. With the crumbs off of people plates. I think they practice."

"Do not encourage this behaviour Evan." He shrugs. "It's the truth."

"Hi guys." Louis mumbled. "Shut up." I rolled my eyes walking away. "You know, I'm really not interested in this little princess act."

"Okay? And I don't like the fact that there's still a massive part of the ocean that has yet to be discovered. It sucks to suck."

"See I look at and I think 'hey maybe he's not too bad' but then you open your gob and I just imagine 5 years of my life being ripped away from me with every second."

"Maybe that's why you're so short. They say you shrink with age. Maybe you won't reach it and so you're just— saving time." Stopping by the art room I turn around watching his mood change. "You're a dick."

"Really? There's no way? You- Louis William Tomlinson are telling me, that I'm a dick? You must've been fucked wrong if you think you even get to speak those words."

"Your middle name is William?" He starts rambling on about god knows what.

"Blah blah fucking blah. Listen, when people talk about you, you are my worst fear. But when I look at you I just— I think to myself 'if he got any cuter I'd combust' I'm sort of hoping it happens because looking at you sort of hurts."

"You are incredibly annoying. These are my friends too you know, I have a right to be here." I gasp. "Not a chance."

"If you really tried you could probably grow a back bone and get over yourself."

"Yeah well at least I can still grow. You are at perfect height to either clock one across your silly little head or shove your head through a door with no struggle."

"You know this isn't funny right?" I turn to Aurora. "I don't think he understands my serious tone."

The door opens, the girl looking me up and down. "Did you know that if you push hard enough your eyes pop?" I said to Evan hoping she heard.

Walking away quickly I could see the slight mood switch. "What is wrong with you?"

"Louis, I can not even speak to you right now. The idea of it makes me bitter. Like a wine. You are like a wine." He nods. "Okay?"

"Nobody actually likes wine. It's bitter, smells bad and if you drink just enough you might actually see it come back up for a second round."

"Tomlinson, you're not in my class are you?" He shakes his head. "No I'm just listening to Harry shame me for being a wine. It's quite the experience I have to say."

"Shut up Louis. Sir did you know that it's impossible to remove a body that's sunk into a peat bog? They can go as deep as 12 meters and if you try to retrieve it you'll end up meeting the body and shaking its hand at the pearly gates- or, for Louis it would be like- not the pearly gates. But the fiery pits of hell."

"Harry do you ever wonder if maybe you take this out on me because you're in love with me?"

"How did you know? Do I seem that desperate?" He squints at me. "You're a terrible person."

"Whatever." He walks off in a huff. Darla following beside him with a smile.

"Sir your classroom smells like Safeway. It's weird." He squints. "I don't know what that is."

*a school day and a shopping trip later*

"We're back." Rushing the bags upstairs I leave them on the bed. Cleaning up any mess I could find on my way back down. "Kid, what are you doing?"

"Cleaning." She nods slowly. "Mhm. Why?" I look down at the things in my arms. "It needed cleaning."

"Do you wanna go decorate your room? We can clean up it's okay it's not your mess. Hi honey." Darla falls into Nina with a hug. "I've missed you." Darla says. "I've missed you too."

"It's cold." I pull my arms closer to my chest almost freezing then and there. "Yeah, American housing is not made for winter I'm afraid. Sorry peewee."

"I made him buy sweaters. He owns them now. Some are cute. Some are plain. All are warm." Nina grabs her face kissing her forehead.

"You are an angel I love you." Evan puckers his lips leaning forward. Slapping my hand in his face I push him back.

"Do that again blondie and you lose a finger." He kisses my hand. Giggling to himself like a child. "Fair enough."

"Wait- wait before we do this can you guys come with us to see Peter and Victoria." Jordan asks. "Yeah." Darla answered for us all.

Me and Evan turn to each other with stupid little smirks. "Penis—" I whispered.

"Vagina." He whispered back.

"Both of you grow up." It had earned a crisp high five.

"You two! Let's go!" Grabbing my board from near the door Nina turns around. "You gonna meet us there?"

"Yup." Evan followed along with me. Both of us grabbing the back of a moving truck. "Who's the moving truck for? Do you know?"

Evan shrugs. "Beats me. Probably some rich white lady who's gonna move out again cause for some reason the town likes to send people away. Okay come on."

You could see the beach from the top of the hill it was pretty. "Still cold though."