Co-Captains (Larry Stylinson)

After the hospital

The next day

Louis' P.O.V.

As I returned back to our dorm room, I breathed a sigh of relief as I plonked down on my bed.

Harry slid in beside me, curling into my chest.

"Lou why did you lie to me?" Harry said in a small voice.

"What?" I ask turning towards him locking eyes with him.

Harry scowled. I could see anger building in his eyes as I lay there confused.

Harry bolted up, straddled me effectively pining me down.

"YOU DICK HEAD! YOU LIED! YOU SAID YOU WERE FINE! A BROKEN ARM IS NOT FINE! DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED I WAS! YOU JUST FLOPPED DOWN UNTO ME! I THOUGHT YOU DIED! I CRIED AND SHOUTED AND THEN I GO TO THE HOSPITAL AND THEY TELL ME YOU JUST BROKE YOUR ARM! YOU MADE EVERYONE SEE ME CRY! YOU HAD ME THINKING I LOST YOU.... I thought I lost you Lou...."

Harry who had been punching me throughout his speech stopped and let tears fall from his face as he started full on crying and clung to my torso.

I stroked his hair and hugged him back as I spoke gently directly into his ear.

"Shh Hazza. I'm not leaving you. Ever." I lift his head cupping his cheeks in my hands and made sure I was looking at him directly in the eyes. "Believe me Hazza, you have become my best friend. More then Stan or Zayn or Liam or Niall. I have never felt this way about anyone before. Never felt this comfortable or this close. We can laugh and fool around without a moment of awkwardness. When I think about the way we used to be it makes me sick to the stomach that I could have been so mean to you without knowing you especially since you are one of the most special people in my life now."

I finished my rant and Harry looked shocked. He was still sniffling when he said. "Don't worry Lou I love you too."

Harry smiled tiredly then said. "Even if I have to since you're my slut."

I whacked him. "Hey!" I sighed. "Well at least you're feeling better now." I huff and pull Harry back into a hug.

We stay snuggled like that until my stomach grumbles.

Harry smirks at me and pulls me up. "Time to feed my slut."

"I swear to God Harold if you put your dick anywhere near me"

I don't even protest as Harry drags me out of the room towards the lunchroom.

Harry chuckles as we enter the lunchroom and join the dinner queue.

"Knew you would learn to love the nickname eventually."

I scowl and hit him right in the balls with my casted hand.

Harry bent double over in pain and his hands went over his balls.

I held up my hand examining it. "Comes in handy."

I drag a still grimacing Harry through the line as we get our food.

As we approached our table quite a few people noticed the large bold writing on my cast.

I sighed and examined my cast once more.

"If anything you're my slut Hazzah. I mean you're quite easily controlled by me like."

"What are you talking about?" Harry said turning to look at me.

I grabbed his shoulder with my good hand and bent him over. He went down without question.

I stood behind him and ran a hand that trailed from his stomach to his crotch.

I teased around the area and whispered in his ear. "You see you're the one who can't resit really. You're gagging for it."