Locker Room (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 1

Four weeks.

It had been four weeks since Nick and Harry got together, four weeks since Louis' heart was broken.

The first week was the worst, whenever Louis would go to the football games (I mean football as in soccer...just saying) he would always see Nick cheering on Harry. The first week the pain was new and it hurt like a bitch.

The second week wasn't any better. Louis went to one game and then he couldn't take it anymore, he had started to cry. Niall and Liam had comforted him, even after Louis begged them to stop because he thought he was ridiculous for crying over a crush.

By the third week Louis stopped going to the games, he didn't glance at Harry in the locker room. Louis was numb to the pain. It was now just a dull ache.

The fourth week is when things got better.

On the Monday of the fourth week, the coach had insisted that everyone run two miles, why? Because coaches are dicks, that's why.

During the run, Louis could notice some tension between Nick and Harry. Louis of course thought nothing of it and he quickly returned his attention to running and trying to keep up with Liam and Niall.

When everyone returned to the locker room, every single person was tired and sweaty, so they all got in line for the shower.

Louis, who was not confident in his body, whatsoever decided he would just wait till everyone was done. Gym was his last period of the day, so it's not like he would be late to a class.

"You gonna get in line Lou?" Niall asks, holding a towel in his arms. Niall is already near the front and Louis jealousy thinks of how skinny Niall is and how confident he is. And how he's comfortable showering with other guys while Louis is not.

"No, I'm just gonna wait till everyone's done." Louis says, returning his attention to the Harry Potter book in his lap.

If Louis was paying attention he would have noticed that Harry was doing the same.

About an hour went by before Louis just heard one shower running. Louis patiently drummed his fingers against his thigh.

Louis decided to grab his towel and as he was doing so, he heard the shower turn off. Louis waited quietly for the person to leave the shower room before he made his way over.

Louis peeled off his gross gym clothes and then he turned on the shower. Louis nodded his head to music only he could hear as he washed his body and then hair.

Louis is just finishing rinsing off his hair when he starts to sing "Lost and insecure...you found me, you found me, lying on the floor, surrounded, surrounded, why'd you have to wait?"

"Wow, you've got a great singing voice, mate." A deep voice rings out from somewhere in the locker room, causing Louis to jump and slip. Louis catches himself and then he shuts off the water.

Louis' eyes are wide and his face is red as he grabs his towel and he wraps it around his waist.

Louis cautiously heads towards his locker, head down, he's walking fast, trying to avoid who ever heard him sing.

Louis runs right into a wall...well what feels like a wall. Except walls aren't warm and they don't let out chuckles.

"S-sorry." Louis stutters as he tries to go around who ever he just bumped into.

"It's okay. Was that you singing?"

Louis freezes, he knows that voice.

Harry.