Not My Type - A Larry Fanfiction

9: I thought we had a deal?

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“W-What?” Harry mumbled, staring into Louis’ eyes in confusion.

Louis said it, and he looked around to see Niall and Liam were the only ones who seemed to hear it. Well, it was lunch time and everyone was at the cafeteria and heck Louis was lucky. But he couldn’t repeat that. Oh god no he couldn’t.

“Louis, did you just tell me you love me?” Harry asked, waiting for Louis to show a sign of any emotion.

Louis stared in Harry’s green eyes before nodding slowly then quickening his nod. He stared down at his TOMS shoes and shut his eyes. He was more than embarrassed that’s for sure. He was humiliated. No, not because he loved Harry. Because he said it. Out loud.

“So you noticed that when? After you fucked Eleanor? Wow Louis. Wow,” Louis wasn’t expecting that. He thought Harry would be more… easy.

Harry crossed his arms and his eyes were puffy and red from tears. He looked disappointed, mad, angry, sad… Louis just froze and stared up to him, searching for some kind of affection in Harry’s gaze. But he never found it.

Harry had to do this. He was pissed. He was big time. Louis basically fucked Eleanor and told him he loved him in like, less than a minute? What the actual fuck is wrong with him? No. Harry’s tired of this. Louis has been running from him them back to him for a week or so now and Harry just couldn’t deal with this.

“What? No, I just… I didn’t know how to react I…” Louis didn’t bother finishing his sentence from the look in Harry’s eyes.

“I love you too.”

Louis looked up to Harry and still could not find any affection of tenderness he remembered from Harry’s gaze. His eyes were cold and bitter, but deep down Harry knew he was faking it all. He couldn’t just tell Louis he loved him and crawl back to him. He had to make him try. To see if he really wants him. First things first, he needs to tell people. It needs to go around, so people know Louis’ freaking gay.

“Then what the fuck Harry?”

“I’m tired of this. I’m tired of you running to Eleanor, fucking her and loving her and when it doesn’t work out you come back to me,” Harry leaned over Louis to rest his forehead against Louis’. “If you want me, prove it.”

Harry quickly kissed Louis’ forehead before leaving for the cafeteria with Liam. He saw Eleanor walk quickly towards him from the corner of his eyes and rolled them. Here we go again.

“Harry fucking Styles, how dare you? I thought we had a deal here?” Eleanor said, grabbing Harry’s forearm and turning him towards her.

“Well it fucked up, didn’t it? Turns out he likes me. See this is why I don’t wanna be around you anymore. This is why I’m tired of you. You use people to get your popularity upwards, but don’t worry about the fact that maybe, oh maybe I had a crush on him since forever and maybe oh maybe he could have a crush on me too. Your ‘deal’ was absolute shit from the first sentence,” Harry crossed his arms and sighed. “You got your minute of fucking, and that’s it. That was the deal. I get him to like me, he runs to you, you fuck then he or you leaves him.”

Harry paused and chuckled in front of Eleanor, mocking her idiotic plan.

“He’s mine now darling.”