Good or Bad Influence? Larry Stylinson Fanfic

Chapter 28

Louis and Harry slept in on that Sunday way in to the afternoon. Louis was still struggling to recall the last twenty four hours:

1. Harry dumped him.

2. 1D got through to the semis.

3. He suffered some sort of depression for a few hours.

4. He accidentally slept in the same bed as Niall.

5. He caught Harry and Zayn kissing.

And that sight- that disgusting, disgraceful sight - was still as clear as daylight in his mind. He looked down his chest to see a bundle of curls and Harry's face, who's eyes were closed. He mouth was also open and Louis saw a trickle of saliva pool around it. He reached for a tissue and wiped it up, then tangling his hands in to Harry's curls that he fell for every goddamn time.

But still, Harry technically hadn't cheated on him; they split up for a good fourteen hours.

And then Harry started to mumble: obviously the ruffling in his hair caused him to awake. He eventually opened his eyes and looked up.

"Hey, honey." Harry grinned toothily.

"Hi." Louis said stiffly. Harry rubbed his hand up Louis' chest, over his nipples, down his sides, then he moved his body up so he was on top of Louis.

"I think we should forget everything that's happened-"

"No, Harry. You can't just 'forget'. I saw you and Zayn kissing this morning. I don't think that'll ever go away." He removed his hand from Harry's hair.

"But we have to." He settled on Louis' shoulder.

"...Harry, I completely understand why it happened - I mean, it was a moment of madness. You thought Niall and I had sex. And I've told you before that I... I...-"

"Wanted to lose your virginity to me." Harry finished off for him.

"Yeah, that. Well, I'd like you to know that if I was in your shoes, that I saw you in bed with Niall, and Zayn made a move on me, then I would have kissed him too."

"Thanks, honey."

"For what?" Louis raised an eyebrow.

"For being such an understanding person." Harry kissed his jawline. "Remember what I said, take your time. I'm ready when you are, but when you're not I'm not."

"I think if we win the holiday then we should do it then."

"Romantic."

"I know." Louis dragged Harry up and brought their lips together.

Harry and Louis eventually got out of bed, but they didn't seem the point in afterwards because they ended up under a blanket on the sofa.

"At least we get the TV." Louis remarked.

"I suppose."

But someway through Spongebob Squarepants, Zayn strode in, looking like an empty shell, and sat in the empty armchair.

"What happened, Zayn?" Louis asked thoughtfully.

"What d'you care, you hate me." He replied coldly.

"No, Zayn, I will never hate you. Like I told Harry, I understand why it happened. If I caught Harry in bed with someone else, I-"

"He dumped me. He's in tears right now, my poor little Niall. There's nothing I can do about it though, because it's my fault and he hates me." Zayn's eyes stung with tears.

"No way..." Harry whispered. Then Louis got off the sofa, much to Harry's dismay.

"What are you doing?" The other two said in unison.