Possible {Larry Stylinson}

F O U R

Louis P.O.V.
When the end of the day finally rolled around I quickly got my stuff from my locker and went to go meet Harry at his car. I can't believe how I acted this morning. I don't know what rope this nerd has tied around me but I need to cut it real soon. I'm not gay and even if I was I'd never date Harry. I saw his mop of brown curls on top his head and walked over to him.

"You mind giving me ride to your house? Liam brought me here." He turned and looked at me making sure not to make eye contact

"Uh y-yah sure that's fine." I walked over to this other side of the car and got inside him following shortly after me. The drive to his house was pretty silent well no it was completely silent neither of us said one word to each other. When we pulled into his driveway I still couldn't help but stare in awe at his house. It's pretty incredible as much as I hate to admit it. We walked inside and took off our shoes as I took a quick look around.

"My mums buying pizza today. Is that fine with you?"

"Yah whatever." I said shrugging my shoulders. He nodded and led me upstairs to his music room. It was almost bigger than my own room. There was a giant sofa in the corner and a guitar in the opposite one. In the center was a grand piano. How rich were his parents?

"Uh so I have a song already we only need a second verse and bridge. So it should be pretty easy to finish."

"Good. I want this done as quickly as possible." I said slumping down on the couch. He nodded and handed me a notebook opened to a page. I overlooked this song written in his neat handwriting. I was trying as hard as I could to keep my eyes on the paper other than Harry.

"It's what me and Maya worked on yesterday. I-I'm not sure if it's any good or not." He stuttered. I read through it actually shocked at this song. It was amazing. I could also tell by the handwriting it was Maya who did the sheet music. She always had a particular way of writing her notes.

"As much as I hate to admit this Harry, this is actually a really good song." I said slightly laughing

"R-really?" I just nodded

"Don't flatter yourself." He just looked to the floor and sighed before walking over to the piano. I couldn't help but stare at his bum as he walked past me. His pants hung low on his slender hips causing the band of his Calvin Klein underwear to show. I bit my lip as I felt the material in my pants start to become tighter. Fuck. What is he doing to me? I have to learn to control myself. I'm not gay. And I do not like Harry. I shifted my legs to try and fix the slight but definitely noticeable boner I have. I grabbed the pillow next to me and put it over my lap. Think of your nan naked that will help this go away.

"Your sister came up with that yesterday. She can sing really good." He said his large hands grazing over the keys to the piano. I got up and walked over sitting next to him. He was shocked by this and moved away from me causing my eyes to roll. I set the sheet music down and put my hands on the keys

"I'm gonna need you to help me. She was always better at this than me." He nodded and set his hands further down. I started to play and so did he. I watched as his slender long fingers moved across the keys with ease. He was humming along softly with the piano in the background "Sing it." I said slightly he nodded and bit his lip

Now you are standing there right in front of me
I hold on its getting harder to breathe
All of a sudden these lights are blinding me
I never noticed how bright they would be

I saw in a corner there is a photograph
No doubt in my mind it's a picture of you
It lies there alone in its bed of broken glass this bed was never made for two