Winter Sun- Larry Stylinson

November 15th.

"Louis, hi." Nina kisses his cheek. "Hi." He grumbled. "How come you're here? What's the occasion?"

"I just wanted to come by." He leans against me holding my hand behind his back. "Did you need food? Have you eaten?"

"No it's fine I'll make something when I get home." He didn't have anything to make. "I'll just make you something. Are you staying the night? I never see you in the morning."

"I have to be somewhere in the mornings." He really didn't. "I see. Okay we'll just let me know so I know if you want breakfast."

"I will." Sitting down on the couch he stumbles back, sitting on my lap. "Can you at least try and act sober." He frowns. "I am sober, thank you. I just- have a hard time walking."

"What's wrong?" He shrugs, kissing my cheek. "You're my girl." He hugs himself into me.

"Interesting." He's so much nicer when he's sober. I'm not sure if it's just because I've only ever seen him on top of me when he's drunk, but he's always nicer sober.

"Darla messaged me before saying that Evan left her in the middle of a concert and came back an hour later with his shirt wrinkled."

"You think he had sex?" He asked looking up at me. "No I think he got lost. She won't believe me, I asked him, he said he got lost trying to find the bathroom."

"His shirt was wrinkled, Harry come on." He tuts. "Louis, we're talking about Evan, the boy who keeps an extra flower to himself so that he knows when to buy her new ones. The same boy that refuses to go anywhere over ten miles away without her."

"No I get that but maybe he just didn't want to ruin what he had with her." The more I thought about it, the less it made sense. "Louis you're a fucking idiot mate."

I was fucking hungry. And tired, mostly hungry though.

I wonder how much food I can eat before i physically implode. I recon a good amount, maybe like 12 American portions.

Or 12 breakfasts, maybe.

It wouldn't take too much but it would take a lot, maybe I should test it.

"What the fuck did you just call me?"

"A fucking idiot? I call you worse on the daily." He sits up, grabbing my face. "You just called me mate." I do not remember. "I didn't mean it. I'm tired."

"You just called me mate. You know what, fine." He jumps up from the couch so I drag him back down. "You're being dramatic."

"Oh that is rich coming from you. Get off me." He stands up again. The front door opening quite quickly.

Darla storming in with Evan behind her. "I don't want to fucking talk about it."

"I do." Louis says. "Fuck off Louis. Seriously you're gonna make it worse." Evan argues back, Darla found it funny. "You already made it worse."

"What happened?" Nina asks. "We went to a concert and he said he had to pee, he came back an, hour! Later, sweaty with his shirt wrinkled and his hair was a mess."

"Did he get lost? He does that a lot." Darla groans. "The bathroom was literally outside the door. He fucked somebody and he won't admit it."

"I am a virgin! Stone cold virgin! I have not ever felt the touch of a woman! Ever! Never had sex! Plus it's not like we're dating, why are you getting so defensive?"

"Ohhh." Louis turns to me. "That does sound bad." I stand up behind him shaking my head.

"Yeah Darla. Why are you getting defensive?" I asked. "Because he- he had sex and didn't tell me."

"I haven't had sex! Ever! Seriously Darla you're making this impossible for me to sound good. I am scared of sex, terrified, I didn't have sex. I got lost and walked the entire building."

"Which building?" Louis asks. "Forum." Hes fucking stupid. "There's not a single chance he has had sex there. There's no where to have sex unless you're playing there. Plus he's a virgin."

"Yeah. Exactly. Virgin." Louis was on his side now? "Still, honey if you're not dating you can't get mad. Unless you're keeping something from him."

"What that she's madly in love with him?" I asked. "He knows that. She knows he knows, they're acting like children about it. She knows he likes her and he knows she likes her, but because of some stupid rule they made when they were like 5, they refuse to date."

"See now that is stupid." Jordan says with a mouth full of food. "It's not stupid. It's not true either. I don't like him."

"You don't?" His poor heart just broke. "No. They say shit because I'm a girl and you're a guy and we just can't be friends. I don't like him like that. I've told you."

"Why are you lying right now?" Louis asks. "Excuse me?" Evan looks like he'd just been sucker punched in the gut. "You're lying. I don't give a fuck about the guy girl thing, you like him. Why won't you admit it?"

"Because it's not true. I don't like him, I have never liked him. You started that shit because you were bored." The more she says the worse it gets. "Darla stop."

"No it's pissing me off. I don't like him and he doesn't like me, we are friends, we made that pact and stuck with it, I don't care if it's stupid. I don't like him."

"Darla, seriously. Stop." He was gone. I wasn't sure where he went but he was gone.

"Darla are you fucking kidding me?!" Louis yells, he seemed to actually give a fuck. "He has been nothing but fucking nice to you even after you fucking string him along saying shit about how you don't like him! He fucking treats you like a fucking princess and you treat him like shit! Why can't you just fucking admit to yourself that you might actually like him? Or at least let him down fucking easy instead of breaking his heart! What has he done to you that has pissed you off that much!? Hm!? Tell me."

"I just don't like him!" She yells back. "So then why are you going in a pissy ass mood about him having sex with someone! Which, by the way! He fucking hasn't! You know fucking why! Yet you stand here and yell at him for it?! Get a fucking grip! It's ridiculous. Say you like him."

"No." She pouts. "Don't act like a fucking child Darla cause you've fucking pissed me off. Admit you fucking like him and fucking apologies. I'm so sick of you acting like a dick because he does something remotely stupid."

"Oh you're one to fucking talk. All you ever do is treat people like shit. You're the fucking worst for it, you pull people in and fucking use them until you get sick of having them around, after what like two fucks? You just leave. It's a fucking surprise there's still girls in the world you haven't fucking ruined."

"You're a fucking bitch." She didn't seem to care. "Oh why cause I said something right? Your fucking issues with your dad make you think you can treat girls like fucking nothing and it'll just be fine. News flash, your issues are your problem, not theirs."

"Who pissed you off this much that you have to start talking shit on everyone?" She huffs. "I don't know."

"I don't get it. You just broke his poor little heart because you're mad about your own feelings-" he snickers, covering over his mouth before walking away.

"What the fuck?" Jordan laughs. "I have to go. This is getting out of hand."