Fade (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 3

You guys, words cannot describe at how pleased I am with all the love you guys are giving! And 40 reads! It seems like yesterday it was 5! You all are amazing and I would like to tell you before hand that if you like this story enough to continue reading, there will be a sequel, I have it all planned out :) 

I also encourage you to watch the video attached. It is so beautiful, and it shows how obvious Larry Stylinson is. I have no doubt in my mind that they love each other :)

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Harry's POV:

Five more days. Five more days until I go on vacation with Louis. Nervousness doesn't even begin to describe what I'm feeling. I really want to become friends with him again, but the past few weeks have been nothing but disappointment. He'll walk by me in the halls and not even spare me a glance, and when it's time for music class, he makes it his job to pretend like I don't even exist. He makes me feel like crap and it's killing me inside that this sweet Doncaster boy who I used to look up to, is now some bad boy who thinks he's too cool to look at me. I know he's inside there somewhere, I just need to find him.

It hasn't been all that bad though. I've reunited with my old friend Madison and she's treated me like an actual friend would. I felt that I could trust her with my situation, and she's been nothing but helpful, unlike someone I know.

"You know Harry, if I were you, I would just act like it's no big deal. Act like you don't care if he's ignoring you. If you keep feeding him what he wants, which is attention, he'll keep going at it. It's like a game to him, and if you stop playing his game, he'll soon be on the other side of the situation begging for you to talk to him," Madison says through a mouthful of pasta. I guess that makes sense. I mean I remember when I ignored him that first day of school, and he was constantly trying to make conversation with me, but when I want to talk to him, he completely ignores me. You just can't win with him.

"Yeah, you have a point. I'll just wait it out and see how it goes. I just don't know how I'm going to survive this trip," I groan and pick through the soggy vegetables on my tray. Nothing seems appetizing at the moment, especially when all this crap is running through my head. A simple vacation shouldn't have this kind of effect on me but it does. 

"Forget the trip, look who's coming our way," she whispers and stares past me. Speak of the devil. Louis is walking towards us quickly, his eyes locked on me, making me feel woozy. My head automatically snaps towards my lunch tray, my one and only shield, and I act like I totally wasn't just staring at Louis. Don't fall into his trap, I remind myself.

"Hey," his voice sounds from next to me, and I feel the presence of a bunch more people at our table. I look up from the mush on my plate and see a bunch of unfamiliar faces until my eyes land on Louis. He must've brought his actual friends with him. His body is inches away from mine, and I can feel myself tensing up. Focus, Styles. 

"What do you want, Louis," I say not so nicely, and I regret it once the words are out. I see a look of sadness in his eyes, but he soon replaces it with an icy glare. 

"I wanted to eat lunch with my neighbor, is there something wrong with that?", he spits back and I look away. Since when does he want to eat lunch with me? Since when does he want to be around me? He is so confusing. He's all lovey dovey one second, and then he's a jerk the next. It makes me nauseous, and not to mention confused.

"Madison, I have to go. I have some things I need to take care of, I'm really sorry," I lie and she frowns but shakes her head understandingly. I feel like an arse leaving her alone with these goons, but I have to get out of this room. My head is already aching from stress, and he's just adding onto it. I leave my lunch tray where it is and abruptly stand up from the table.