Living The Reality - Larry Stylinson (A.U)

Chapter Five

RECAP:

"You want me to step up my game Mr Tomlinson?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

"No. It's normal for you amateurs to look weak in comparison to myself." He says, looking directly at me in the eyes.

I chuckle, deciding to pull a card I thought I'd save for later this evening. "Well, if I am so 'amateur' in comparison to you, it wouldn't bother you that I sleep naked."

I see Louis gulp for a second before trying to play it cool. He always makes his actions so visible; it's hard not to see right through him.

"No, o-of course it won't bother me." He says, trying to smile. "Just, uh, t-try to cover it up, I'd rather not have it all over the internet."

"Is that your way of saying you want it all for yourself?" I ask and then Louis realised how bad his previous sentence was.

His cheeks flush red. "Oh my god no. I... Ugh shit. Why does everything I say come out wrong." He complains and I laugh at his embarrassment.

"Don't worry, we all know you love me." I say with one more batch of laughter.

CHAPTER 5:

I awaken to the sound of knocking at the door. Reluctantly, I get out of my bed and unlock the door expecting to see Louis drunk or something. Astonishingly, it is not as I expected when I see Evan at the door looking a little frantic.

"Harry you need to come now." He says, pulling me out of the room. Before I can even comprehend what's going on, I'm already out the door and running down the hallways along with him.

"Why? What's wrong?" I ask in anticipation, my heart pounding out of my chest. Evan's face looks concerned and genuinely afraid.

He looks back for a second to me, not bothering to slow down and then again looking forward. "It's Louis. He came to our room last night, apparently you guys had some sort of argument, and now he's missing." He says, as we run right out of the door.

I frown. "I don't remember an argument? What the hell?"

"I don't know Harry, but that doesn't matter right now. We need to find him." He says.

I'm actually concerned at this point. He couldn't just go missing? What is he, some 10 year old child? I pull myself together and start looking around the house for him. Evan suggests me to go check in the store room so I do so, as he goes and looks with Sam across the house.

I walk to the store room, going in. Suddenly I hear the door slam close. I look around quickly at the loud bang it creates and sigh, running to it and trying to open it, but of course, it doesn't open.

"Fucking hell." I say, knowing that no one will ever find me in here.

Great, I'm going to be stuck in here for 35 years, be bored out of my brain, be forced to sit in my own piss and die from starvation. How fun!

And with that very dramatic mindset, cue the tears.

"Oi, who the fuck locked me in?" I hear someone call from the other side of the store room. I can't see anything because it's too dark but I recognise the voice as Louis'. "Who's there? Fucking hell, you try anything and I'll slit your throat with my nails."

"Calm down Louis. You probably couldn't even reach my throat you midget." I joke to disguise the fact that I was about to burst into tears.

"Oh it's you again." Louis says and comes into the brighter area from the window so I can see his face. His arms are crossed and his face looks pissed off. "You having a breakdown or something? You're kind of crying."

"Wow, no shit Sherlock." I reply sassily and he rolls his eyes. "Now instead of fighting can we figure out how the fuck to get out."

He rolls his eyes again for the 46th time today and sighs.

I suddenly hear a tapping at the window and see Evan and Sam looking mischievously at us. I see them point and laugh then look at Louis who looks enraged.

"You fuckers did this didn't you?" Louis yells at them and they burst out laughing evilly. Obviously the walls aren't too thick because they can hear what he said and we can hear their loud bursts of laughter.

After slightly stopping laughing, Sam replies, "Enjoy being locked in a room together." He says laughing again.

"Why would you do this?" I ask, slightly angrily because it wasn't like I hadn't had enough of this guy already.

"It's just a prank bro." Sam replies and then pulls Evan away, who still hasn't stopped laughing, after adding, "Larry is real bitches."

With that, we look at each other. Larry? What? Louis and Ha... Oh...

It looks like we both had that realisation at the same time as we look away from each other and both sit down on the ground. Will they let us out or will they leave us here?

What if they forget we're here? What if we get stuck in here together forever and eventually one of us will have to kill the other and eat them. I don't want to be eaten. I don't want to eat him either.

But one of us will have to. And then what happens when you've eaten the whole body? Do you slowly disintegrate into darkness?

Will I never see Niall and Gemma my friends and family again? Will I never see the light again?

Oh my god, I'll never be able to eat pizza again. And I'll never be the beautiful bu...

"Harry are you alright?" Louis says, looking at my face.

The tears flood down and I don't think before saying, "I'm never going to be the beautiful butterfly my mummy wants me to be!" I yell and then start crying. Louis tries really hard not to laugh and then I glare at him. "It's not funny you bastard! We're going to be stuck here forever!"

"Seriously Harry, you are way too dramatic. Literally the longest they'll leave us here is 10 minutes because they have to film soon." He says and I can't help but not believe him.

"What if they forget us! I'll be stuck here forever with you and I don't think either of us would want that." I exclaim and he rolls his eyes.

"They're not going to." He says and I can't stop shaking. "Harry, are you actually alright?"

"NO! What the fuck do you think?" I say, whacking his arm.

"I think you're having a panic attack." He says and I roll my eyes, because what the hell else would it be? "What can I do?"

"I don't know I'm just scared." I say, holding onto his arm. He decides it's time to stop making fun of me (finally) and he decides to hold onto me. I have to admit, it did help. Reminded me of how my mum used to try and calm me down. "Thanks Louis."

"No problem." He says, continuing to hold onto me, rocking me slightly, which actually helped calm me down.

Suddenly the door swings open with a creak and we both look up and of course, there stands Evan and Sam, followed by 2 camera guys because I assume they've started rolling the cameras. They both look like they are about to 'man squeal.'

"OH MY GOD I FUCKING KNEW THAT LARRY IS REAL!" Sam screams and runs out the door and starts jumping frantically and galloping around the lawn, his hands practically spazzing. He throws off his t-shirt dramatically and kneels on the ground as he throws his arms upwards, embracing the sunlight.

Evan on the other hand promptly falls to the ground and rolls on the floor in circles and quietly screaming higher than I've ever heard a man go and doesn't seem like he's going to stop any second soon.

The camera men make sure to capture all of it so I'm not sure if it's going to be more embarrassing for Louis and I or Sam and Evan. Probably for us though because those 2 literally have no shame.

And with that, I realise they are probably going to use this footage to introduce our 'new relationship' with one another and not provide any context whatsoever.

And with that in mind, I fall to the floor in defeat and decide that I'm done with the rest of the day. 

EYYYY IM ALIVE AGAIN HELLO