Up on the roofs ɞ Larry Stylinson

Chapter two

Louis's P.O.V.

Louis really didn't think that the guy would had driven him home. Though now he felt like he should have skipped it. It was the most awkward car drive ever. The guy was hot, Louis thought that maybe he had some kind of confidence to get goin' with him. But of course the fucker was really awkward. It really didn't help that the girl with the wild hair just sat in the back all quite and staring at them. Louis had told the guy to drop him off a few house down from his house. He really didn't want any stranger knowing where he lived.

The first thing he heard when he entered his shared flat was his flatmate and best mate's voice. Niall was singing his ass of to some Green day.

"Hey, mate why are you here? I thought you were staying with Tristan after the party. How did you get home?" Niall looked at Louis suspiciously.

"Me and Tri broke up. I'm not sad so no whining okay?" Louis gave Niall a hard glare. Niall usually baked Louis a lot of cookies after his break ups to keep him from mourning even though he usually didn't mour. Niall simply nodded to show that he understood and wanted him to go on.

"So I was in the middle of the road crying. Then this guy almost hit me with his car. He got out, we talked and then he gave me a ride home." Louis explained thoughtfully. Did the guy ever say his name? Or was it just awkward?

"You should work as a explainer somewhere. You do a great job with all your details." Niall snickered sarcastly. Louis laughed dryly and stuck up his middle finger.

"So did you catch the lads name? Was he hot?" Niall looked at Louis. Louis had dropped his shoes on the floor and he had started to unbutton his shirt. He really hated when Louis dropped stuff on the floor but he could deal with it, for now.

"He was really hot. Long curly hair, tattoos and green dreamy eyes." Louis had dropped all of his clothes and was now heading for the bed.

"Not as hot as me though." Niall huffed, he was the hotest and Louis should know that.

"Yah, yah Niall you're always the hotest. Now let me sleep." Louis rolled over to face the wall away from Niall. He knew that it would satisfy the little blonde to tell him he was the hotest. Sure Niall was hot but defiantly not as hot as the driver guy.

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Two days later

"LOU LOU WAKE UP!" Niall shouted in Louis's ear. Louis ground and hushed him.

"We gotta go to the grocery store. We're out of milk and bread which I the man in this household need."

"You're not a man Niall. You're a little shit."

"Yes I am."

"No."

"Yes."

"No!"

"YES I AM NOW SHUT UP AND GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED!" Niall shouted at Louis.

"Shit, why are you screaming? Chill and put some Bowie on." Louis rolled out of his bed groggy. Mornings were the worst if you had you get up earlier than 12 pm.

"I don't like him. He writes weird stuff." Niall gave him a bitchface. Louis shook his head at Niall's blindness, Bowie got some serious magic going on. Everyone saw it except Niall. Louis heard the first notes of Heroes and got out of the bed to the feeling of freedom. 'Cause to him that song was a lot freedom.

"And I, I will be king. And you, you will be queen. Though nothing will drive them away. We can beat them, just for one day." Louis sang loudly in his high pitched voice. His mama always told him he had a great voice but he really couldn't care what she told him since she always lied.