loser - larry

4. woah.

The One Where Louis is In Denial:

i decided that i despised harry styles. him and his stupid good looks. god he was so aggrivating.

"who even does that? isn't that considered rape? or at least molestation. i could have him fired, or killed and it'd technically be justified."

"don't lie to yourself louis, we both know you like him and you definitely liked that." cara laughs, eating another peach ring as i finished my story.

"i did not." i defend. "he completely came on to me."

"you didn't necessarily shove him off though, did you?" she tries to bite back a smile but fails miserably, her lips are in a tight line, about to burst and an awful sound is coming from her throat.

"shut up." i groaned, sitting up from her couch. "why do i even like you? all you do is tease me about hugly styles."

"because i'm an absolutely adorable princess." she smiles, standing up as well, our shared shift was in fifteen minutes.

i lock the door to my apartment and we get in my car, dancing to the radio a bit.

"poor niall, he's just so dumb. like i actually feel bad, you know? and ashton's always angry at him." cara says, making conversation.

"he's only a few months younger than me, but he's technically the youngest at the store. so basically, he's the runt." i explain. "that's expected of the runt."

"yeah, but still. he's kind of cute when he gets embarrassed though, isn't he?" she smiles.

"no way." i abruptly bring the car to a dead stop, earning a million honks. "you do not like the asparagus."

"i don't, i was just pointing out-" she starts.

"don't do that." i stare at her, trying to make her break. i hear a few more honks.

"start the car, you idiot!" she exclaims and i slowly put my foot on the gas, not taking my eyes from her guilty expression.

i stare more and more intensely and her face becomes more and more worried and anxious. "look at the road!"

"trying to disguise your denial? is that what all this worry is over me briefly not staring at the road?" i ask, still not looking forward.

"no! i just don't want to die?" she says.

"mhm." i look back at the road, she immediately breaks.

"okay, fine but its not that weird, is it? he's only a year younger.." she tries to convince me.

"nope, it's not weird at all." i shrug without much of a response.

"you're scaring me. what are you thinking?" she asks, worried again.

"i'm just thinking, how funny would it be if i told him? that would just be such a great tickle." i dryly laugh.

"this is scary louis. put scary louis away, i want fluffy louis. kitten louis. please." cara says.

we pull into the target parking lot. "i mean, if you stopped teasing me about harry, i might-" i start.

"oh, no. that's not worth it." she laughs as if my compromise was idiotic.

i almost pull into my specific parking spot when i notice a black audi is parked there. i grunt in frustration at my taken spot. "damn it." cara smiles in amusement and i move on to another spot.