Falling Hard For The Bully (Larry Stylinson)

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PLEASE READ:

IF YOU GET TRIGGERED EAISLY, THEN I SUGGEST NOT TO READ THIS. THERE ARE FORMS OF SELF HARM AND I FORGOT TO ADD THIS... I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO GET HURT.

Louis and Harry sharing clothes because why not? They are seriously the cutest. <3

Authors POV

Harry walks in his room and sits at his computer. He has a new flower crown on his head. This one is red.

Louis' POV

"Heya" I say awkwardly.

"Fuck off Tomlinson"'

That went well...

I stand up and walk behind Harry.

"Don't kill me for this" I say quietly, so Harry can barely hear me.

I sit on his waste and roll up his sleeves.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!? DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME BITCH!!!" He screamed/whispered. He didn't want to wake up Anne.

I just ignored him and looked at the scars on his wrists.

"Do you do this because of me?" I asked and looked up into his green eyes.

He starred in my eyes for a few seconds, then turned away.

"Get off of m-me" he crooked out.

"Answer my fucking question"

"I d-don't want to talk about it" his eyes started tearing up.

"It's okay, mate. Relax" I say kind of pissed off.

"I c-can't. Please just get off"

I roll his sleeves back down and get off of him.

"We should g-go to bed. B-but can you maybe like uh..." Harry trailed off.

"Do you want me to sleep on the floor...?" I asked, just a bit hurt.

He looks down and nods slightly.

"Sorry Harry. I'm not sleeping on the floor" I smirked.

"Fine then. I will"

"Nope"

"Louis"

"Noo"

"Louis stop being a child"

"By the way I sleep in my underwear, you should try it" I say and start stripping down to my boxers.

"AAAHHH!! Louis!" Harry covered his eyes.

I pull his shirt off and his pants in two quick movements.

"LOUIS! NO" He screamed, a look of worry flashing over his face.

"Why? It's really comfor-" I stop mid sentence when I see his legs and thighs.