Stole My Heart (A Ziall and Larry Love Story)

Chapter 6 - The Night Before

*Author's Note*

Hey, so thank you for all the reads and the two votes I've received and I'd like to dedicate this chapter to my first follower @Its_May. Make sure you read her story "We Can Be Free Together" it's fantastic. So, this chapter is set on the night of the club based on the 'bathroom incident' Harry described in his flashback in the last chapter, just to avoid any confusion of the story's timeline. Please keep reading and voting and commenting. Love you all - Scott

Louis' POV

Harry Styles. Harry Fucking Styles. I hate him. I can't believe he said that. He probably doesn't mean it but it's not the point. I don't know how to forgive him for what he did. He screwed up my chances with Scott just so he could have sex with his 16 year old sister! And worse, he called us faggots.

But I know I'll forgive him. Like I always do. Because I love him. Yeah, that's right. I, Louis William Tomlinson, love Harry Edward Styles. There, I said it. But don't get too excited, Larry Stylinson is far from real. I can't resist falling deep into those mesmerising green eyes of his, but we can never be together. Because he's straight.

All of the boys in the band know I'm bi. So do Josh, Dani and El. And Paul and the rest of management. And of course my family. But not the fans. I just can't bring myself to come out to the world. That's why I stay with Eleanor.

Me and El aren't in love. We never have been. Management introduced us (the boys) to her two months after the X Factor because they were worried about my reputation. I guess you could say I'm a bit of a whore. It's just my way of coping with my Harry problem. I go out clubbing at least twice a week and hook up with a random guy or girl (I'm not picky) and just fuck them senseless in the bathroom. Classy I know. I even have my own regular prostitute who I meet up with every Wednesday. Not to mention my fuck buddy El.

Yeah that's right. My fake relationship with Eleanor Calder does have some benefits. Plus she's a great friend to the band.

The taxi grinded to a halt outside of the house so I passed the money to the driver and climbed out. And fell flat on my face.

“Uuugghh, th-thankssssss”

Damn, my head hurt and my palms were bleeding. I can't even speak properly. How much did I drink?

I staggered to the front door and pressed my full weight against it.

“L-leeet me innnsss. Sit Boooooooo-Berrrrrr.”

Fuck I can't even string a sentence together, I started to giggle uncontrollably as I heard footsteps on the other side of the door. The door opened and I fell on the floor taking in the sight in front of me.

“Hey sssssexayyyy”

I giggled again before vomiting on the step and then I laid back down and felt my eyes drift away.

Eleanor's POV

I groaned and rolled over in bed. The sound of a car outside woke me up. I looked at my alarm clock: 1am! What the hell is going on out there.

I started to blunder around the dark, looking for the light switch. If I'm up I might as well go to the bathroom.

BANG

What the-

“L-leeet me innnsss. Sit Boooooooo-Berrrrrr.”

Louis. Bloody. Tomlinson.

Why does he always choose to come here when he gets in a state like this. I better go down and see if he's okay. I know he was supposed to be with Harry and Zayn tonight. I wonder if he told Harry...

I ran down the stairs and opened the door to find Louis lying on my doorstep with sex hair, a bruise on his face, gashes on his hands and a broken suspender. He looked at me and gave me a toothy grin.

“Hey sssssexayyyy”

God, how drunk is he. He can't even speak and he just keeps giggling. He definitely had a fight. The next thing I knew he sat up and retched all over my doorstep before blacking out and hitting his head on the wall.

“Louis!”

I gasped in horror as I saw blood gushing from his head. Oh god. I have to ring an ambulance. This is not going to go down well with the management, the fans or the media.