Make Believe •Larry Stylinson•

•CHAPTER FOUR•

Niall pic on the side/top because Niall is love. Read on readers and remember.... Harry always tops.

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Later on that day

"I like you Harry..." Louis said calmly as he waited on Harry to respond afraid of his reaction.

"Louis I told you--" Harry started but Louis huffed and rolled his eyes, finishing his sentence for him. "I know, you told me a thousand times, you like girls." Louis got irritated. He didnt care that he had just interrupted Harry or if he was being rude, he was sick of hearing the same line over and over again.

Harry just stared waiting for Louis to finish being patient. "I know I said I like girls and--" Harry started but stopped after he tried to find a way to say what he felt. Yes Harry did like girls but he also liked guys, well at least he knew he liked Louis.

Louis smiled thinking about what he was going to say. "But what? Spit it out you big idiot!" Louis said smiling uncontrollably ear to ear making Harry laugh at his happiness. Harry grabbed Louis hands catching Louis off guard. "Louis, I don't like guys." Harry said as Louis immediately stopped smiling. Louis heart broke in humiliation. His smile fading away in a matter of seconds.

"But I like you....More than just a friend." Harry added quickly. Louis beamed, his smile widening as he noticed Harry leaning in on him.

They entwined their fingers. Louis smiled. "You do know I still count as a guy so technically you do-" Harry cut him off. "Just shut up." Harry said as his lips pushed against Louis's. They smiled against each others lips, Louis letting out a a cute little chuckle which turned Harry on.

They read each others minds as they pulled their fingers apart and took it a little further. Louis lightly gripping Harry curls and Harry moving his hands down to Louis hips. Louis pulled Harry to the bed letting him crawl over him.

"Louis, come down stairs you have company!" Louis jumped up from the booming voice of his mother. He face palmed his self. "I have to stop having these dreams." Louis said frustrated at the fact he couldn't even tell reality from his imagination.

Now that's something to be worried about. He threw his covers off of him letting the frosty air hit him all at once putting him in a bad mood. "Why is it always so fucking cold?" Louis murmured to himself as he started walking over to his drawer to throw some quick skinny jeans on. "Who is it!" Louis yelled.

"Its Zayn!" His mom shorty answered back at him. After he herd his mom say it was Zayn he heard a knock at his door. He knew it was Zayn so he just told him to come in anyways, plus Zayn wouldn't wait anyways even if Louis said don't come in Zayn would enter anyways.

He heard the door open as he heard Zayn's footsteps walk up behind him. "Zayn don't touch me." Louis said while he finished putting on his skinny jeans and changing his shirt. "Why? I'm warm." Zayn said laughing as he walked up and hugged Louis from the side with his cold hands and his face pushed against Louis's making him shriek as the unexpected coldness hit Louis, paralyzing him.

"Zayn I said dont touch me!" Louis said pushing Zayn off him. "But why, I'm warm." Zayn jokingly said clinging back onto Louis. "No your cold like me, now get off before I smack you." Louis said calmy. Zayn laughed and unattached himself from Louis. "And some people call or text before they come to ones house 'ya know." Louis said making Zayn gape at his words. "Those rules don't apply to me, im Zayn." Zayn said looking at Louis while at least trying to keep a straight face.