Who Knew [Larcel/Loucel/Larry Stylinson] [ Marcel ] [ Louis Tomlinson ]

Theatres & Trouble

-Louis-



It's the day after the party, a nice warm Sunday.

We both ended up going back to sleep a few times, just because yesterday was so exhausting, and we both had a hangover and ended up taking care of each other.
But now we're deciding to make something of our day.

Well, after we're done our tea, which we're sitting on my bed sipping carefully.
We haven't even exactly decided what to do, just that we don't want to stay cooped up in my room on such a nice day, which doesn't happen all that often in Doncaster.

I tilted my head to the side, to take a peek at Marcel.
He had his head down, curls falling into his eyes that he would push to the side every time, whilst drinking the last of his tea.
I was already done, so my tea cup was sitting on my nightstand.

He tilted his head back, wrapping his lips around the rim of the cup, finishing off his tea.
I shuttered, thinking other thoughts about his mouth that shouldn't be in my mind at the moment.

After we got ready to go where ever, when we actually find something, we were both standing at my front door.
"Let's just go to the busy part of the city and walk around, we'll find something." I suggested to him.

He looked over at me smiling, and shrugged as if he didn't mind where we went. He's still so awkward sometimes.
He had his shoes on, so I opened the door, closing it behind us after we both got out, and locked it.
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We decided to walk to the city, which didn't take too long considering I lived just on the edge of it.
We passed a lot of shops, not stopping for any, because I had thought of something a little while back. I almost smirked to myself, almost, about how much fun this would be.

"Hey Marcel! Look, it's the cinema! Let's go in and watch a film, I have a game to make it more exciting."
He looked over at me, seeming a bit wary, obviously at the last part of my idea.

"What do you mean 'a game', Louis?" He said, still a little cautious.
"Well, I hope you don't mind getting in a little trouble, y'know like getting kicked out of the movie, nothing big."

He smiled at me, not seeming to mind anymore, then laughed and said "You're such a child."
I jumped up and down, taking his answer as a yes, and I pulled him to the ticket booth by his arm.

"Two adult tickets to Insidious, please." I said.
I don't like scary movies, and neither does Marcel, but the movie won't matter.
She handed me the tickets after I paid, and I turned to Marcel, handing him his ticket.

"So explain this game to me, Louis."
"Well, my dear Marcel, it's simple. The idea is to try and stay in the movie as long as possible, but while trying to get ourselves kicked out." I said, hoping he wouldn't back out.

"Wonderful, let's do this, you troublemaker." He said, and I was ecstatic that he was taking a chances.



-Marcel-



I sure hope I don't regret this, and get into too much trouble, but Louis looked happy and please with his idea, so I couldn't say no.
Louis got popcorn for us, so I was holding it, while he looked for our theatre.

Ever since that party, I noticed that I had the most fun in a while there. Well, besides the hyped on drugs part.
Maybe I'm just going the a rebellious phase or something, but Louis' idea actually did sound like fun.

We got to theatre number 3, flashing our tickets to the worker standing at the door, and walked in.
We found seats at the very back, both knowing that the object of the game is for both of us to try and be in here as long as possible, and hey, not many people sit at the back.

Other movie previews came on, and Louis sat the popcorn between us on the arm rest, and I saw he was wearing a mischievous grin already, probably contemplating the most bothering things to while here.
He turned to me, and whipped out his phone, and turned his volume half up.

I waited for the lights to dim, and then the opening credits for Insidious started playing on the screen.

It didn't take a long wait, and the movie started getting more and more suspenseful.
The theatre was maybe about three quarters full, and some people were hiding their face in their hands, and some were staring at the screen, waiting for jump scares.

Louis' phone light shone, and I looked over, and he had a noise app open, and I saw him go to a cat sound.
The light illuminated of his face, and he looked over at me, silently telling me that we can start now.
About ten seconds later, Louis had tapped the button on his phone, and a, quite loud may I add, cat sound came from our seats.
I slid down in my seat a little, forming my lips in a line, while trying not to laugh.

People ended up turning around and glaring at us, while some nearly jumped ten feet out of their seats.
The people in the row in front of us obviously knew we were up to something, and they just looked annoyed, trying to focus on the movie.

Louis must have noticed all the reactions too, because he was snickering quietly beside me, while looking for a different noise to play.
I took a bit of popcorn in my hand, and threw them one at a time as far as I could go, and hit someone almost every time.

Some turned around, glaring at the person in the seat behind them, and some people didn't even notice, and the popcorn was stuck in their hair.
Louis was watching me, an amused look covering his face.

We had been here for about forty minutes already, and had about forty left, if we didn't get kicked out by the end.
Louis was swiping his finger across his phone screen, and a loud female moaning sound came through the speakers of his phone.

I looked at him, and he was blushing at his phone, while also glaring at it.
"Oops, clicked the wrong one..." He whispered, so only I could hear him.

I just laughed at him as quietly as I could, hands over my mouth, muffling the sound.
I have a strange laugh, so I try and cover it up most of the time.

He shot me a look that said 'You're gonna get it later for laughing at me', but he still had a hint of amusement in his eyes.
I shrugged it off, making it appear as if I didn't care, which made him narrow his eyes at me.

I smiled as innocently as possible at him, but I knew he wasn't having it.
He picked up a handful of popcorn, and chucked it all at my face.

I frowned, and he stuck his tongue out, while picking popcorn off me and then eating it.
I picked up two handfuls of popcorn, and dumped them on him over his head while he wasn't paying attention.

He turned around smiling a bit, and took the whole container, while smirking at me.
I pouted and shook my head at him, hoping he wouldn't dump it on me.

For a split second he looked like he was considering it, but it was gone as fast as it got there.
Next thing I knew, I was covered in tons of popcorn, stuck in my hair and falling down my shirt.
I shrieked, as manly as I could manage, as Louis was next to me laughing, not even trying to be quiet anymore.

He was oblivious to the people going "SHH!" in our direction, the people glaring at us, and even the few who got up and left while there was still thirty minutes of the movie left.
Louis' laughter was dying down, and he reached over and ate some popcorn off of my shirt that was in his reach.

He still let out a little giggle every other minute, and continued eating the popcorn off me that he could reach.
He frowned, unable to reach anymore, and he stood up.

I looked at him, as if to say 'What are you doing?', but he ignored it.
He stepped in front of me, and plopped down on my lap facing me, while eating more popcorn off me.

I blushed, but he didn't notice my red cheeks, since he was scoping for bits of popcorn.
He kept squirming on my lap, which wasn't helping the heat on my face go down at all, but he noticed this time, after looking at me.

He just gave me another smirk, that bastard.
He acted as if nothing was happening, but I noticed he was also blushing a bit.

I don't really blame him, I mean; he is sitting right on my lap.
He had a handful of popcorn collected, and turned to me, and commanded me to open my mouth.
I did, and he put popcorn in my mouth, and we continued this till he had none left.

I licked my lips since it had a bit of butter on them, and smiled at Louis, who was already smiling at me.
He looked intently at me, focusing on something, and didn't even break our trance when his phone started playing his ringtone of Miley Cyrus's 'We Can't Stop', and people in the theatre groaned at us, telling Louis to turn his phone off.

He just smiled, obviously not caring, and he moved my hands to his waist, and he put his hands on my shoulders.
I knew what he was getting at, and I came to find that I didn't even mind, and was waiting for him to move his head a little closer.

Obviously that idea was ruined, because we just lost our game.
The movie theatre usher came to the back row, and set his hand on Louis shoulder, and began speaking.
"Oi, you two need to get out, I've been having quite a few complaints." He said, having a lingering Irish accent.
Louis noticed that too, and looked up.
"Niall?" he asked, and he smirked.
"Yeah Louis, you and Marcel needa get out so I don't get fired. Sorry mate, maybe take this back home." He said, gesturing to our position in the theatre seats.

Louis and I both blushed this time, but he reluctantly slipped off my lap, sticking a hand out for me.
I took it and he pulled me up, and I shook out my hair, popcorn falling out onto the ground.

Everyone just watched us, silently happy and relieved.

Niall just lead us out the theatre, and said he'd see us at school tomorrow.
Louis looked up at me, and smiled, and we started walking back to his place.

"I'd say that was a fair game." He told me.

"It was." I agreed, and he casually slipped his hand into mine, holding it the whole way back.




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heyyo heres the next chapter. I should probably get updating my other story, you should check it ouuuttt.

It's a Flowerchild Larry Stylinson, and Louis is the flowerchild :) since i've only seen flowerchild Harry.

As always, thanks for reading <3



-Dee