Not My Type - A Larry Fanfiction

11: He did it again...

AN: 30 VOTES AND 5 COMMENTS FOR CHAPTER TWELVE

Harry paced around in his room for what seemed to be forever. What should he wear for the party? A blue-purplish plaid Poplin shirt with a grey shirt and skinny jeans or a Ragian baseball long sleeve shirt and black skinny jeans? He didn’t even have a date yet for the stupid party. Well, he guessed Louis could go as his date but you never know with that boy, do you? Harry’s been fooled once and he doesn’t want to risk being fooled twice.

He took the grey t-shirt and put it on, looking in the mirror quickly. He grabbed the plaid Poplin shirt and put it as a vest and unbuttoned the buttons. He struggled with the skinny jeans but managed to make them fit perfectly. Harry smiled as he re-did his hair do and put black tinted sunglasses on. He grabbed his phone and texted Louis quickly, asking him if he was invited too.

Louis answered a quick yes and said he was on his way to Harry’s. That just made him more stressed out. Harry fixed his hair (once again!), placed the plaid Poplin shirt again and made sure the jeans were perfectly squeezing his thighs.

It didn’t take long before Harry heard a doorbell and a familiar voice scream his name. He hurried to the front door and opened to see Louis with a frown on his face.

“Louis!” Harry said, hugging the lad.

Louis smiled. “Harry, I’m in a dilemma here. I didn’t break up with Eleanor yet, but you’re going to be my date to the party and it may be considered cheating and I-“

“Louis, so what? Just break up with her when you get to the party or text her, I don’t know,” Harry said, shrugging.

Louis nodded in agreement but decided to wait until they arrived to the party. Louis was wearing a black and white Ragian baseball t-shirt (thank god Harry didn’t wear his) and a pair of not-too-skinny-but-skinny dark blue jeans. He looked hot. His hair was as perfect as always, placed in a lovely small quiff above his head.

Louis gestured Harry to follow him to his car, a beautiful black Ford. He opened the door for the tall boy and walked to the driver’s side. He started the car and Harry smiled to himself. For seven years, Harry wished Louis would notice him, and now he’s all his.  Harry couldn’t help but grin at Louis.

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The party was huge, cups everywhere, alcohol on every table and students everywhere were dancing. Louis had told Harry to not drink as the boy hasn’t drank alcohol in his entire life.

“Harry, stay here I’m going to see Eleanor,” Louis said before leaving Harry with Perrie and Zayn.

Harry turned to see a smiling Perrie but an emotionless Zayn. Perrie was as beautiful as always with her blonde hair in a ponytail and her dress that was flower covered. Zayn just wore a black t-shirt and black jeans.

“So guys, how are you and Louis going?” Perrie said, talking to Harry.

Harry shrugged. “Good for now but I don’t know if were dating yet, he’s going to break up with Eleanor right now I think… I just, I don’t know. I don’t want to be screwed over again like he did the first time.”

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Louis stared at Eleanor and smirked. She was rolling her eyes but seemed to think he was going to crawl back to her once again.

“El, we need to talk.”

“Go for it,” Eleanor said, walking closer to Louis.

“I don’t like you,” he said, quickly.

Eleanor smiled and grabbed his neck and pulled him closer. She started kissing along his jaw line to his neck. Louis was trying to push her away but damn she was strong for a girl. It didn’t take her long to find his sweet spot as he struggled not to moan. He wasn’t turned on by her, oh god no. Just, he couldn’t resist that spot. Nobody can. She moved her lips to his mouth and kissed until he surrendered fighting to push her away.

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Harry waited around ten minutes before he decided to search for Louis. He knew where he had gone and he was excited to know that he could maybe date Louis.

He struggled to walk through the crowd of drunk guys and girls and found two people making out. He saw Eleanor but did not recognize the guy. If he already broke up with her, where did her go? And why did she move on so fast?

“Eleanor?” Harry said, approaching her.

She pulled away in a grin and the boy turned around. He had a beautiful light brown quiff above his head and ocean blue eyes. His eyes seemed sad, surprised and so much emotions mixed up all together. Harry felt tears sting the corner of his eyes.

“Louis?” he whimpered.

AN: He did it again. Eleanor and Louis did it again. Bastards. I know, it all seems like déjà vue but that's the point of this chapter.

Harry's been betrayed again, but he thought he seriously had a shot.

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