Good or Bad Influence? Larry Stylinson Fanfic

Chapter 19

Jo let Harry sleep round the previous night, and Harry and Louis awoke at 5, and didn't get back to sleep because they were too busy talking about the night before. It was about seven when Harry got bored of talking and had something else in mind.

"We never did finish off what we started the other day, you know." He said flirtatiously. He started to kiss a trail up Louis' chest, then took one nipple at a time in his mouth, carefully grazing his teeth over them.

"Unf, Haz... yeah." Louis took hold in a bunch of curls. Harry moved up, capturing Louis' plump lips in a kiss. They moved their lips around and open-mouth kissed, until Harry sneaked his tongue in, letting his and Louis' swivel, swerve and circle around one another.

Then a knock on the front door.

Harry groaned. "Ignore it." He breathed into Louis' mouth. Louis just hummed in agreement, resuming their business. They were now all over each other and the kiss turned very sloppy, and Harry slid his hand under Louis' underwear when there was another knock.

"HARRY, yeah!" Louis bucked up in pleasure, Harry palming Louis' pride. Another knock.

"You're mum can get it."

"She's on an early shift. You think I'd be sh-shouting if she was in the house? OOH, yeah, do that, yeah..."

Wait, it was more than a knock. Whoever it was, it must have been urgent, because the knocking wouldn't stop. It was only when it grew frantic when Louis knew it wouldn't stop.

"I have to answer it." Louis sadly took Harry's hand away from Louis. "Sorry."

"Ugh, fine. I'll be waiting here, lover boy." Louis got out of bed and quickly pulled on some sweatpants. He looked one last time at his half-naked boyfriend hungrily, and then fled, hearing Harry call 'don't be long'.

Louis peered through the little glass knob that let's you see who's at the door, and was oddly surprised when he saw Zayn and Niall on the doorstep, and a couple of suitcases at the bottom. He immediately opened it, the breezy air giving his bare chest goosebumps.

"Hi guys... what's up?" Louis wondered.

"Sorry, we didn't know you else to come to, sorry for waking you up." Zayn answered.

"Don't be daft, come in." He opened the door wider for them to walk through.

Louis shouted up the stairs as Zayn and Niall brought their bags through. "Harry, it's Zayn and Niall!" But no one answered. "Hang on." He said to the boys, as he raced upstairs and into his bedroom, where he saw Harry tucked up in bed.

"Harry, come on, get dressed, babe. Zayn and Niall are here. Harry!" But as he started to get annoyed, he heard the familiar, sweet sounding snore of Harry's. He shook him awake.

"Ugh, huh, Louis?" Harry looked up at a now fully dressed Louis.

"GET UP!" Louis pulled away the covers and dumped Harry clothes on him. "Now!"

"So, what happened? You can't go on holiday, we're back to Uni tomorrow." Louis and Harry now sat on the couch, Niall sitting on Zayn's lap on the armchair.

"We're not going on holiday. We don't know where we're going." Zayn said.

"I don't follow..." Louis was lost for words. For once.

"We've been...we've been-" And then tears started to fall on Niall's cheeks as he spoke. "Evicted."

Louis sat there open-mouthed, clearly shocked, while Zayn stood Niall up and gave him a hug. Then Louis felt soft curls tickling his neck and cheek and something quite heavy thumped his shoulder. He peered round and saw that Harry had fallen asleep - again. Any other time Louis would of thought this was adorable, but it was different. So instead of joining him, he got up and put a cushion under Harry's head.

"Sorry, he's useless in the mornings." Louis said, then he gave Niall and Zayn a big hug. "I'm sorry guys. I'm sure if I ask my mum, she'll let you guys stay round."

"Thanks, Louis, you're a great guy, but Niall's mum is picking us up in ten minutes. I said to meet here because..." Zayn trailed off for a moment. "...because I didn't want to wait at our flat."

"I can totally understand that. Sorry guys, if there's anything I can do, just say. Where does your mum live, Niall?" Louis asked softly.

"Cardiff."

"Cardiff?! What? That's ages away! What about Uni, and the band! - oh, that's why you're here. You're leaving for good, aren't you?" Louis' voice was grave.

"Sorry." Zayn answered. Louis sat down next to Harry's sleeping head, and started to stroke the hair off of his boyfriend's forehead and eyes.

"Haz'll be devastated."

"I know. I know..."

Then Harry started to mumble, and after a few minutes he woke up.

"Decided the join us, have you?" Louis asked Harry, making him smile. "I need a private word. Hang on, guys." Louis dragged Harry out of the living room and into the kitchen. He explained everything to Harry, and by the end of it, Harry was nearly in tears.

"They're my best friends, Lou, we have to do something." He cupped his mouth and nose in his hands, and Louis couldn't stand seeing him like this.

"I know we do. And I happen to have an idea."

"You do?!" Harry looked up hopefully.

"Yup... but it means that you will have to find a job. I think that you and I should move in to Niall's and Zayn's flat."

"What? Without them?! That's just plain selfish, Louis-"

"NO, you div! With them! So we can contribute towards the rent." Louis suggested.

"But... you don't have a job either."

"Actually, I do, I work as a librarian at break and lunch times at Uni."

"But... you said you had a grand in your bank account? From the hairdresser's?" Harry looked doubtfully at his partner.

"Yeah, I was using it to pay off some of my student debt in advance, but... I can gather together over half the rent for a month. That's if it's a middle-priced flat."

"Yeah, but babe, what if I don't get a job?" Harry was grateful for such a thoughtful guy, and he grabbed both of Louis' hands, but he knew it would never work.

"Well, you will, because when you finish an apprenticeship they find you a job...?" Louis looked at Harry as if it was something he should know.

"Seriously...? Apprenticeships last 6 months, though."

"Get a Saturday job."

"Are we actually doing this?"

"I think we should tell them." Louis led Harry down the hallway and in to the lounge, where Niall and Zayn were still standing awkwardly. "We've got a solution." Louis announced.

"Oh yeah? Buy some lottery tickets?" Zayn looked annoyed.

"No... me and Lou are gonna move in with you guys. Aren't we, Lou?" Harry wrapped a hand round Louis' waist.

"W... seriously?" Niall looked up.

"No, guys, we can't let you do that."

"Yes we can, and we will. No questions asked. I trust there is a spare bedroom?" Louis pestered.

"Yes, but-"

"And it's under £500 a month?"

"Yes..." Zayn looked defeated. "What do your mum's think about this?"

Suddenly Harry grew annoyed. "Look, we've offered to help, if you don't want this then you know where the door is."

"HARRY!" Louis started.

"No, no, he's right. Zayn, shut up. We accept your offer." Niall smiled and hugged them both. Then the three looked at Zayn.

"Fine."