I thought you loved me *A Larry Stylinson Fanfic*

Chapter 7

CHAPTER 7

*Louis’ POV*

After my lunch with Niall, he offered to give me a lift home. Considering I had walked all the way here, and was quite tired, I accepted his offer thankfully. As we were driving home, Niall got a phone call. “Hey Liam... Do you wanna meet somewhere?.. Ok. See you then. Bye Liam,” Niall disconnected his phone conversation with who I'm guessing, was Liam.

“What was that all about Niall?” I asked. Slightly curious about what Liam wanted. “Oh, Liam has a ‘situation’ and he needs my amazing snowflake knowledge to sort it out,” Niall replied, pleased with the name we had given him because he was so good at solving problems. We pulled up at the entrance to my house. “Thanks a lot mate,” “Any time Lou,” Niall replied, and then drove off. Probably going to help Liam sort out his problem.

I walked through my lonely house, going back to my sad state. Being honest, I was heartbroken that Simon was making me and Harry break up. I mean, I know we weren't dating, but it felt like we were... Wait, thinking about it like that makes it sound as if I like Harry more than a best friend... I don’t like Harry do I? Nah, it’s just ‘Larry Stylinson’. You’re just missing having Harry around, that’s all. I thought to myself.

Suddenly, I felt more lonely than usual, so I decided to text Zayn and see what he was up to.

‘Hey Zayn. You doin anything? Im bored :\ - Louis’

Within only seconds of sending the text, I got one back.

‘Well, im not up 2 anything. Want me 2 come ova? Maybe we could talk a little. – Zayn’

I quickly typed a reply saying I would love it if he came over, and about 20 minutes later, he was at my door.

*Zayn’s POV*

After receiving Louis’ text saying he wanted me to come over, I got changed, did my hair (surprise surprise), and got in my car. I hadn’t been doing anything all day, so was glad for the chance to get out of the house and see someone.

“Hi Zayn,” Louis greeted as he opened the door. But the smile that was usually bright on his face, seemed faded and dull.

“Hi Louis. What’s up mate? You’re not being your usual cheery self. Want to talk about it?” I asked, truly concerned that this carrot loving boy before me was not acting normal. “... I guess,” he seemed to think it over thoroughly before answering. We walked over to the lounge room and I asked, “Ok, so what’s up Lou?” He sighed and began his story...

*Louis’ POV*

I opened the door, happy that Zayn was here, but sad about what the meeting had said. Do you remember how I acted like I didn't care in the meeting? Yeah? Emphasize the word ‘acting’. I think you've got it. It was all an act. On the outside, I was carefree and wasn't fazed by the news, but on the inside, I was falling to pieces.

“Hi Zayn,” I said, being dull and straight forward. Just like I felt. “Hi Louis. What’s up mate? You’re not being your usual cheery self. Want to talk about it?” he asked, obviously noticing my mood. I thought it over for a while. Did I really want to tell Zayn? But wait, there was nothing to tell Zayn other than the fact that ‘Larry Stylinson’ wasn't allowed to see each other. That’s all, right? I'm so confused... “... I guess,” I finally answered after fighting with myself for a moment.

We walked through into the lounge room. “Ok, so what’s up Lou?” Zayn asked seriousness clear on his face. I sighed loudly and told him all about the meeting and what Simon had said. But I left out my confused feelings towards Harry. If I don’t understand them myself, how could I expect Zayn to?