Not My Type - A Larry Fanfiction

Chapter 16: Wanna move in?

This is one of the last chapters. There will be chapter 17, then the epilogue. I'm sorry but there

will be no sequel. I really hope you guys like this, I haven't updated in a while and I know it's short

but the next chapters will only be what happenned in their future, you know?

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3 Years Later

“Lou? Where are you?” Harry asked as he walked into Louis’ flat.

Louis got up from the couch and smiled, seeing his three year boyfriend.

“Haz!” he said, running up to him and kissing him.

Harry smiled against the kiss and kissed back as he practically dragged Louis back to the couch. They sat on it and continued snogging until they were both out of breath. Louis smiled and flicked on the television, tired of this silence.

The sounds of The Notebook filled the room as Harry kept in tears and Louis was falling asleep on Harry’s lap.

“Do you really have to work today?” Louis asked suddenly.

Harry sighed. “I can’t skip Lou. I really really need to save up for my own flat. Besides, I had to drop out of college for this and anyways we wouldn’t be able to afford it.”

“I know, but can’t you just move in with me or something?”

Harry stared at Louis who still had his head on his lap. Harry opened his mouth to say something, but closed it and furrowed his eyebrows.

“Louis, did you just ask me to move in?”

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“Last box boo!”

Harry grunted as he lifted the box labeled ‘Harry’s books’. He dragged his feet to the bedroom and let go of the slowly and sighed. He grabbed the books and placed them in the almost empty bookshelf Louis kept there for some strange reason.

“I still can’t believe you said yes,” Louis said as he turned Harry around and got on his tippy toes to kiss him.

Harry smiled. “Why would I say no? Especially to you, that’s basically impossible.” He paused. “Lou can I ask you something?”

Louis smiled and nodded slowly, unsure of what that question might be.

“Why did Zayn act like that throughout high school? And why did you stop talking to him? Weren’t you guys like, best friends or something?”

Louis sighed slowly, breathing in and out. “Well, yeah. We were. But I also used to date him, and we broke up when I met Hannah. Zayn said it was okay, that he didn’t mind. So we continued to hang out. Since then, he was always protective of me around other guys, you know?  And that’s when I knew he still wasn’t over me.” Harry nodded apprehensively. “Well, when he found out I kinda liked you he got all pissed. So I guess he wanted to menace you to leave me so that I’m all his. Obviously that didn’t work out all too well now did it?”

Harry smiled as he hugged Louis, leaving lovebites along Louis’ collarbone. “You know I love you, right Lou?”

Louis grinned and tugged Harry’s curls so he could be facing him. “Of course Haz. And I love you more.”

“Never in a million years.”