Louis thinks that maybe he should spend the rest of this party locked up in the bathroom, avoiding any type of human contact at all. It seems like a good plan, one that ensures that Harry will be far, far away from him. It's not like he can't handle himself around Harry, of course not, just. It's obvious that Harry doesn't have as much self control as he does. (Not that Louis needs to control himself around Harry, because he has no interest in that curly headed freak, no way.)
He's been in the bathroom for about half an hour, according to his phone (which is about to die soon, since he's spent most of that half hour taking selfies - which no one has to know about, ever - and playing Virtual Families 2 - which is not as fun nor as easy as the first Virtual Families, no matter what the ratings may say.) Surprisingly no one has interrupted his alone time, not even any horny couples that want a quick shag. He's very grateful. As grateful as he may be for the lack of his horny peers, Louis is also feeling a little bit miffed that neither Liam nor Niall has tried to find him.
He's not too surprised that Niall hasn't come looking, because he's probably trying to charm his way into some unlucky girl's pants, but he is a bit surprised that Liam hasn't yet found him. Liam never really does anything at these parties - he doesn't drink or smoke, he doesn't have sex, he barely even dances. So, like, where the hell is he? Louis considers calling Liam, but then decides against it. If Liam is too busy to find one of his best mates, then he must be doing something important, like finally getting laid. Louis will not be the one to take that away from him. It's about time Liam has sex with someone other than his hand.
He's just about to text Niall something rude and unnecessary (I know you want me mate dont deny it my body is ready) when there's a few frantic knocks on the door, followed by the doorknob being turned. Luckily he locked the door, so whoever wants to come in here will just have to wait. "Hullo? I need to pee!" a voice says and Louis stiffens because he's pretty sure he knows that voice.
It's just his (bad) luck that Harry the Stalker has to take a piss in the one bathroom that Louis is trying to avoid him in. And, like, who says pee anymore?
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Harry really, really has to pee. For a second or two he thinks that maybe he shouldn't have had so much to drink, but. Drinking is fun and it's (sort of) helping him forget about Louis, so, whatever. He's tried about three other bathrooms (damn this house is big) and each one has been occupied. The first two had couples snogging very enthusiastically, and the third one will forever remain a mystery because the door was locked. (Although he did hear a guy's voice moaning out "shit, Zayn, harder," so. That pretty much explains where Zayn went off to.)
There's one last bathroom left and he's sort of afraid to use it, because of what was going on in the other three, but he's had a hand on his crotch for far too long to try and hold it in any longer. He knocks on the door a few times, probably much harder than really necessary, and starts to turn the doorknob. It doesn't budge. Shit, he really can't hold it in anymore. "Hullo? I need to pee!" Harry says, hoping the desperation in his voice is clear. He doesn't care who the hell is in there, he just needs to pee before he makes a mess in his jeans and most likely all over the carpet, too. Nobody answers, and so Harry tries again. (If this doesn't work he'll go find an empty beer bottle and a plant to hide behind, screw it.) "Open the damn door!"
Slowly the door opens, and Harry thinks that whoever is behind it is a real twat. (That is, until he sees who's actually in the bathroom.) "Um, hi, Louis..." He would have tried harder to seem polite, really, but his bladder is sort of controlling everything right now so he just pushes past Louis and pulls his pants down (with a quite lot of difficulty, thanks to Zayn's marvelous fashion sense), and clumsily takes out his dick, aiming for the toilet. Behind him Louis makes a weird sound, sort of like a dying animal, and Harry would question why he's still even here but he's too relieved to finally be emptying his bladder to really give a shit (or be embarrassed, like he normally would.) And, like, he's still sort of really drunk, so. That's always a plus.
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Hayran KurguHarry Styles isn't actually a stalker, not really. Sure, he spends most of his time following Louis around, and yeah, he has a whole photo album dedicated just to Louis, whom he's never actually met in person, but that's not weird. Right? Right...