Stage// Larry Stylinson DISCONTINUED

Chapter 4

Louis. It had to be Louis. What did I do to deserve this? I was only following instructions and he goes and does this. But I can't help it. I always forgive him. I love him. I need to fix this. Now.

The voice message about in case of an emergency and we need to put our belts on. Louis refuses to do this and is having trouble with staying still during the lift off, but he laughs and it makes me laugh a little. Not letting him see me laugh, I look away and try to turn it into a cough.

I plug in my music and play The Sound by The 1975 (on Harry's spotify playlist hestyles.94) I decide to take a quick nap because the plane ride is 12 hours and if I sleep now and wake up in a bit, I won't get a really bad jet lag.

"Harry" I hear a voice call my name.

"Harry" The voice calls again, but louder.

I look around, not finding where it's coming from, but it's getting louder.

There's a figure in the distance, small but clear. I notice the features, the hair, the clothes, the height.

Louis.

Why him? I thought he hates me.

"Harry, let's talk" Louis calls to me, holding out his hand. He is getting closer by the second and within no time, he is infront of me. I reach for his hand and he leads me down a path in the park.

We take a seat on checkered rug with a picnic. I try to sit away from Louis, but he shuffles closer to me, closing the gap between our legs. He gently lays his head on my lap and I stroke his hair because I know that this moment won't last.

"What did you want to talk about?" I ask him and he looks up at me through his fringe that fell over his eyes.

"Us" He says no more after this.

"What about us" I ask, but get no reply. "Louis, answer me" Nothing.

I see another person getting closer to us. A female with curls in her hair and a perfect posture. I can't recognise this woman. Do I know her, or does Louis.

Louis just stares up at her, with a blank expression on his face, no emotion at all. I look back at the woman, then to Louis.

I see it.

Stunt.

Beard.

Fake.

Not.

Real.

I look back to Louis and notice he is standing up now, walking over to her.

"Louis, come back" I shout.

"Louis" I notices he holds her hand.

"Louis"

"LOUIS"

I jolt awake and check my surroundings seeing Louis stare at me like I was crazy and escaped from and insane asylum.

"Harry, you were shouting my name" He says with a smirk laying upon his lips.

I feel my face blush a tint of red. "N-no I wasn't" I try to sound convincing, but I can tell he doesn't belive me.

"H, everyone heard you mate" Louis looked around and pointed at everyone, me seeing their disturbed or worried faces.

"I just had a bad dream is all, and don't you hate me?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about earlier, it's just I have been struggling with not talking with you, and I don't want to date a random girl to be honest, so do you want to talk about the dream" Louis tells me honestly and asks.

"Same here and sure, but it's weird though" I awkwardly laugh.

"It's ok, I won't judge" Louis laughs with me.

I told him the whole dream and by the end, I can't read his expression. It kind of looks sad, angry. I don't know, he's really hard to read.

We just make small talk and I am starting to think that we are ok now.

After a talk about our holiday, including the subjects of sleeping arrangements because there is only two rooms for the four of us. What a surprise. We decided that me and Niall are going to share.

When we first arrive, we are all going to get lunch at a local café called 'Nishi's' It sells any kind of food and it is a 24/7 café.

There is a beach close to our resort were staying at, bit we will know more when we arrive and look around.

He still doesn't know the real reason why I was acting strange, but I don't know if he will ever find out. I may go find a club to go to on this holiday to distract myself from Louis.

We both grab our hand luggage and head of the plane to meet the other boys and get our luggage.

Once we've got everything, we all get into a taxi and head to our holiday resort that we can't stop talking about.

"Niall guess what?" I say

"What?" He asks me.

"5 minutes" I yell at the top of my voice and eveyone starts laughing, including the driver. I love it when the driver are interactive because then it isn't a boring journey.

Five minutes later, we are getting our bags out the back of the taxi and none of us can stop smiling. We haven't had a break since the hiatus, but during that, none of us were together, but we met up a few times.

It was only a two minute walk to our resort and we could see it from here.

When we arrived, me and Niall ran to pick the best room, luckily there was two en suites per room, so we had one each. Louis and Liam went to their room to unpack whilst we went seperate ways and looked around.

I walked outside first, the place was made of wood and at the top of the beach. It had windows of glass with hawaiian themed items around the place.

Inside, the kitchen was a cream colour with blue tiles around by the worktops. A giant cooker, microwave, dishwasher, fridge, freezer, sink and a ginormous table in the middle with chairs around and coffee maker and toaster in the middle for the mornings.

In the lounge room, there was two big couches and a plasma TV on the wall and all the game consoles you can think of.

In everyone's bathrooms was a toilet, shower, bath, sink, two big cupboards filled with all different shampoos, conditioners and soaps that you can think of. Leading of this is a walk in wardrobe, that leads the room again, so it like a loop, in each room.

There is one main toilet down the end of the corridor that anyone can use with nothing else in it other than a sink.

We all meet back up in the lounge and catch up on our social media. We're not allowed to tell where we are because we don't want any unwelcomed company late at night, that may steal Liam's boxers again. Remember those days 😢

In the end, we all end up going to bed after ordering a pizza and watching Friends on the television.
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Sorry this chapter isn't very long, it will be longer next time, this is more like a filler. -J