The Boy Next Door >> Larry Stylinson AU {On Hold}

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Louis stood there in awe at the taller boy. His brown hair was tucked into a gray beanie but it wasn't enough to hold back the curls coming out from the sides. His jaws were defined slightly and his green eyes were mesmerizing. Louis couldve looked at them all day while running his small fingers through what he guesses is a head full of hair. "Um oops?" the taller boy shrugged snapping louis out of his trance. "Huh? Oh uhh hi." he said.
"Is sarah here?" he asked looking passed louis and into his apartment. Who was this guy and why was he looking for sarah? She never mentioned a brother?
"She lives next door actually" louis smiled. "Oh thanks!" he said a bit suprised. Louis nodded then shut the door. He couldn't help but wonder why the guy was looking for sarah.
He continued to clean up the chips and went to bed.
The next morning louis had nothing planned other than to watch tv and eat junk food. He would've made himself some pancakes but he isn't the best cook. He settled on a bowl of cereal and sat criss-crossed in front of the television. If anyone were to just walk in, they might just mistake louis for a child. Not only because of the way he's sitting in front of the tv but because of the fact that his body is small and he's wearing red and black matching pajamas. He couldn't care less though. Twenty minutes into an episode of adventure time he realized he was out of cereal. Well since he's got nothing else to do might as well go to the store. Louis skipped to his room and started looking through his closet to find something to where. He settled on a pair of black skinny jeans and a plain white shirt with his TOMS. He grabbed his wallet and keys before he left. He started walking down the hall when he saw the elavator closing.

He ran to catch it and suprisingly a large hand stuck out to stop it also. Louis watched as the doors pulled apart and there he was. The guy from last night. His hair was down this time but out of his face. He was wearing a black sweater with black jeans and brown boots. He was alot taller than louis by a couple inches. Louis realized that he was staring and stepped into the lift. He pressed the L button for lobby. He stood there awkwardly next to the handsome lad and was caught off guard when he started to speak.
"So you must be the famous Louis Tomlinson that i've heard so much about." he said smiling.
"How do you know who i am?" louis asked a bit shocked at what he said.
"Harry styles." he said taking his hand out for louis to shake which he did. "Im Sarah's boyfriend. Shes told me alot about you." he said. Louis didn't know whether he should be relieved or scared. "Oh." he simply said causing harry to furrow his eyebrows in confusion. "C'mon just because im dating her doesn't mean that we can't be friends" louis would've bursted out into a fit of laughter if they hadnt already reached the lobby. "No, that's not how this works. Besides she could be telling you false  information about me." Louis started walking to his car when he noticed someone fallowing him. He turned around and put one hand on his hip. "What do you want?" he asked trying not to sound rude.

Who am i kidding. He should be rude to harry. He is his replacement after all. Even if he did breakup with her.
"I just thought that maybe we could be cool with each other. You know the three of us." Harry stood there and fiddled with his fingers. Louis ignored the comment and kept walking until he reached his car. "You must be delusional of you think that im going to be friends with you let alone sarah." he spit. He wasn't trying to sound too harsh but at the same time he didn't want to come off as weak.

He doesn't know this harry guy. For all he knew he could be trying to lead him into a false sense of security before robbing him or something. With that he got into his car and drove away leaving a confused harry behind. Something in louis was telling him to stop and go back to him but he ignored the feeling.

After what seemed like forever, he finally returned home with more things than he inteded. After putting everything away he noticed that it was only 12:30. He didnt have to go back to work until monday and zayn was at work so he couldn't call him to hang out. He was bored and lonely. As much as he hates to admit it. His mind wondered back to harry. Why was the boy so determined to be friends with him? He wanted to know. So the next time he sees harry he'll ask.

To keep himself busy he decided to proofread his 9 page essay for his literature class. He goes to Manchester University and is in his third year. He finished reading and grew bored again. He was gonna go take a nap until someone started knocking on his door.

He swung the door open and was disappointed to see harry. He didn't know why he was expecting someone else though.
Apparently this showed on his face as well. "Well hello to you too." harry said a bit sarcastic. Ratherbthan shooing him away, louis opened his door further allowing harry to come in. "I thought about what you said."

Harry looked at him. His gaze was intense and louis wasn't sure if he could look him in the eye. He continued,"and i can't help but wonder as to why your so nice to me when i haven't been the least bit kind to you."
"Because its not right to be mean when the person has done nothing to me. Whatever happened between you and sarah is between you and her. Just because she doesn't like you doesnt give me right to." Harry took a breath after that. Louis thought about what he just said. That was until the devil herself came in.
"What the hell is going on here?" she asked. Well demanded. Louis rolled his eyes at her. Just when you think you've gotten rid an annoying fly it comes right back buzzing louder than ever.
"Nothing i just came to ask for some sugar to bake you a cake." Harry lied.
"Oh, well don't get it from him. Remember what I told you? You wouldn't want to catch gay."

He knows that words weren't supposed to hurt you so bad but in that moment, those words felt like as if he was being stabbed in the back and someone was twisting the knife. The amount of shock on Harry's face was clear as he too wasn't expecting her to say such hurtful words.

She made it sound like as if he had some sort of disease that was contagious. You know that feeling that you get in your throat when you're so angry or sad and you just want to cry but you try to hold it all inside? Thats what louis felt. He didn't want to cry in front of them though. That would show weakness. It would just give Sarah the satisfaction to know that she won. "Get out" was all that louis managed to say with what little ounce of pride he had left. "Louis-", Harry started but louis wasn't gonna let him finish. " I SAID GET OUT!" he yelled startling the two. His eyes were rimmed with fresh tears that were threatening to fall but he could still see the smirk played Sarah's face. "Lets go harry, leave the faggot alone." she said turng torwards the door. Louis swore he saw anger flash across Harry's face before he turned back to louis and his facial expression softened.
It was as if he was hesitating on whether or not to stay with louis or follow sarah. Louis looked up to see harry shutting his door.
He slumped down against the wall. That was it. The final blow. One little word that causes so much destruction.
He could hear the word replay in his head like a broken record.
Faggot
Faggot
Faggot
Faggot
Remembering all the kids in highschool teasing him by calling him that word. And the funny thing is that he wasnt even out of the closet then.
He couldn't stop the rack of sobs that escaped his mouth. All the pain he bottled up over the past couple of years coming out through tears.

It was as if he'd been looking at life though a foggy window. Nothing is ever clear to him. Or as if there's been a storm above him all his life. Zayn made the storm pass. But just when he thought it was over another storm comes stronger than ever and all he can do is comtinue to get soaked by the rain.

He was too busy crying to notice his door opening and zayn dropping his things to pull the smaller boy into his arms. He just remembers crying into someones chest while they whisper sweet nothings into his ear.