Only In My Fantasies ((Larry Stylinson))

Chapter 4

"Hey Haz, guess what?" Louis cheerfully said as we made our way towards our first class. I was mirroring his mood because apparently, Zayn's gone again today.

"What?" I asked, trying to fight the blush that was coming on to my cheeks while remaining happy and perky.

"I had a dream about you!" Louis smiled. He had a dream about me!? OHMYGOD. I probably look calm on the outside but my insides are practically screaming. If it wasn't too embarrassing I would have jumped 50 feet into the air and screamed "LOUIS TOMLINSON HAD A DREAM ABOUT ME" but then that would practically cost my whole life. So I decided to stay quiet and just fangirl on the inside instead.

I was too busy thinking about all these things that I didn't notice that we had to take a left turn, causing me to hit a wall and fall back, landing on my bum with a thud. "Ow!" I whined.

"You okay Harry?" Louis asked his voice full of concern while Niall just laughed in the background.

"Y-yeah" I stuttered while casually grabbing Louis' hand so he can pull me up.

"What has gotten into you Harry?" Niall asked, leaning against a wall while clutching his stomach due to too much laughter.

 "Gee, thanks for the help brother" I replied sarcastically when I was finally stable enough to stand on my own. I turned back to Louis "What happened in your dream?" I tried to ask casually. No need for him to figure out my feelings.

We continued walking towards our classroom. "I don't know it was pretty weird and cute" my heart sped up. Louis had a dream about me and he thinks it was weird and cute so he practically just called me weird and cute.

"What was it?" I asked again.

We finally entered the classroom and sat somewhere in the middle, near the windows. "Well, it was just me swinging in this playground and watching a smaller version of you playing around" he said, smiling slightly.

My eyes grew wide. Louis' dreamed is practically similar to mine. Except I was with fantasy Louis in my dream and he was pushing me not swinging with me. "R-really?" I asked.

"Yeah" Louis chuckled, "you were making sand castles out of the sand box, and eventually you gave up and just swung beside me"

Oh crap. This is both creepy and cool.

"Cool" I chuckled.

"What was your dream Harry?" Niall chirped up. 

I smiled at him but at the same time, I was forming a lie in my head. I can't say that I almost had the same dream with Louis, that's totally creepy.

"I went to the park and ran around there naked" I lied. Louis and Niall both laughed.

"That's something you would really do in real life Harreh" Niall giggled and I just grinned. I have this really bad habit of walking around naked and it's not really that bad if it means I can strip in front of Louis and just get a playful laughter in return. If I can't see his willy, at least he can see mine.

 Calculus was just as boring as History and what sucks is that I can't fall asleep, so I ended up drawing myself at least 10 times until I felt someone hit my head with a piece of crumpled paper.

I picked up the paper from the floor and looked around for the idiot who threw it at me, only to find myself staring at Louis who was giving me apologetic looks. I looked at the piece of paper that lay motionless on my palm and blushed as soon as I realized it was a sheet of paper from Louis' notebook.

I smiled at Louis before discreetly smoothening out the paper.

On the white paper with black lines, there were only two words in Louis' writing, but those two words made my heart start beating out of my chest.