Good or Bad Influence? Larry Stylinson Fanfic

Chapter 26

"Harry it's time to go." Zayn knock on Louis and Harry's bedroom door. There was no answer. Then Zayn felt a palm on his shoulder.

"Let me. You go get ready." Louis said softly. When Zayn walked off, Louis opened the door and found Harry sitting on the bed, head in his hands. "Haz?" Louis quickly sat next to him and rubbed his back. "Haz what's wrong?"

"Can't do it, Lou. Too stressful." Harry rubbed his forehead.

"Oh, Harry, don't rub your head, if anything it makes the headache worse! Look, have some pills on our way. You heard what Niall said, this is the biggest step so far. C'mon, hold my hand. We're in this together." Louis reassured him.

"All ready?" Asked Niall as he loaded his and Zayn's guitar in the back of the taxi. Louis and Harry had just emerged, and Liam was standing against the front window. "Who's paying, by the way?" He muttered.

"No one." A woman's voice came. Louis instantly recognised his mother, Jo, standing outside her 4x4 as she swung around her keys.

"Mum!" Louis tore away from the other and leaped in to Jo's arms. "I missed you!" Louis felt tears coming as he smelled the familiar scent.

"I'm only down the road, love. Right, now I have a hot date with the hot new librarian guy, but here are the keys," she thrust them into Louis' hands, "and drive carefully."

"We'll be fine." Niall caught on and now apologised to the driver, taking out their guitars.

"Oh, I'm sure you'll be. I'm more worried about my car!" She joked. After giving them all a good luck hug, she hopped into the taxi that the others were going to use as Louis hopped in to the front seat, Harry putting his boyfriend's saxophone in the boot.

Now they were all fit in snuggly, Harry in the passenger seat and the others in the back.

"Louis, are you sure you can drive?" Asked Zayn.

"I think so. Last time I did was a few weeks ago, and the time before that was last year..."

But soon enough, he thrust the key in to the ignition and drove off, turning the corner and making the one hour journey to the Brighton Central Pavilion.

"I don't know why they need such a huge place for a few people." Liam said around halfway through.

"Maybe there are going to be loads of people." Harry said knowingly, making Liam sound stupid. He was obviously still pissed off with him.

"I'm bored! Driving is so shit!"

"We could always practice the song?" Zayn suggested.

"Or we could play truth or dare!" Niall said excitedly. Before he even heard a 'no', he continued. "Harry truth or dare?"

"Truth." he answered (truthfully).

"Pussy." Zayn and Louis said in unison.

"Shhh! Ummm, let me think. Do you luurrrvee Louis, or do you just like him?" Niall smiled.

"That's easy." Harry started; Louis was convinced he was going to joke around. "Let's see, my heart goes crazy everytime we kiss, I love his voice, I love the way he flips his hair-" Louis flipped his hair out of habit then blushed- "-and, oh, he's sexy. So yes, I love him." Harry finished by leaning over and kissing his lover's cheek.

"Cheesy." Zayn replied.

"Someone's getting lucky tonight." Liam joked, making everyone laugh - even Harry.

"I love you too, anyway." Louis smiled down at his lap. Harry noticed this and frowned.

"My go!" Liam burst. "Okay, Zayn, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Ugh, you could at least try and be daring. Okay, who is the hottest person in the car - except Niall." Liam added.

"Ur, I-" Zayn thought he could feel Niall's glare burning through him, but when he turned round to see his boyfriend, he simply smiled as if to say 'Go on, I don't mind'. "Urm... probably, I don't know really, um-!"

"Hurry up!" Harry lost his patience.

"Yeah, God, Zayn!" Liam teased.

"Go on, Z, go ahead-"

"LOUIS!" Zayn burst under the pressure. They all raised an eyebrow - except for Harry, who hung his mouth open.

"Interesting." Liam pulled a face. "What do you think about this Louis?"

"Huh? What?" Louis looked round. He hadn't paid attention.

"Zayn said you're the hottest guy in the car."

"Except me!" Niall called.

"Except Niall." Harry corrected. This made Louis grin, showing his perfect white teeth, as he adjusted his front mirror to fit Zayn in view.

"Awh, thanks, Zayn! If it's any consolation, I think you're the hottest guy in the car, too!" He winked.

Zayn went bright red. "Except me!" Harry interrupted the moment.

"Oh - yeah! Except you, babe." Louis patted Harry's knee.

It was very tense in the car for the next few seconds. Then Louis realised, being the cleverest out the lot, that he needed to say something. "So, is it my go?"

"Yeah." Liam caught on.

"If you had to turn, Li, who would it be for?"

"In this car?"

"Not necessarily." Louis answered. "But it could be."

"I dunno." Liam shrugged. "Simon Cowell?" Everyone laughed; Liam and Louis' plan had worked.

"Sorry about that, Haz, it was just a bit of fun." Louis said to Harry as they both got out the car.

"It's fine. I know it was only a bit of fun, Lou, it's not like you're gonna run off with Zayn any time soon, is it?"

This made Louis laugh nervously. Then he thought about it. He and Zayn? He hadn't realised how amazing Zayn looked until now, when he was unloading his and Niall's guitars from the boot, his biceps bulging. He heard Harry's voice in the background.

"LOU!" Harry snapped. "Get out, for fuck sake!" Harry gave Louis a shove out of the car, so Harry could in turn climb out.

"All right, stressy. Keep your curls on."

"I said about ten times!" Harry barged past Louis, who frowned.

In the waiting area, Louis attempted to hold Harry's hand a few times, but then Harry put his hands in his pockets in rejection. When they all laughed at a joke once, Louis thought he and Harry were okay again, but when he tried to kiss his boyfriend he just looked down, causing Louis to give him a silly kiss on the cheek.

"What's up with you?" Louis asked, when they were near the front. Harry was right: there were loads of people and they faced the fact that they weren't going to win.

"Nothing."

"Well, there obviously is. You keep rejecting me. Do I smell?"

"No, of course not. It's just... I couldn't help but noticed the way you looked at Zayn earlier. I've-" Harry started to cry. "I've never seen you look at me like that."

"Harry- don't... don't be stupid, I-"

"Be quiet, Lou. There's nothing you can do to make this better. I can't see a way forward for us - you obviously don't love me." Harry was now full on crying, but no one seemed to be looking. Louis heart was pumping as loud as a drum. "It's over, Louis."