Trouble (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 4

"Honey come downstairs" my mum shouted up to me. I reluctantly got off my bed and made my way downstairs.

"What's he doing here?" I asked my mum as I looked at the curly haired boy.

"Well Anne and Gemma are going for a girls holiday so Harry will be staying with us, is that okay?" my mum asked me.

"Uh sure" I mumbled. How could this possibly be okay? 1 flipping week in the same house as horny styles? Life couldn't get any worse.

"Okay that's great. We don't exactly have a guest room so he'll be sharing your room" my mum told me. Okay I stand corrected. Life does get worse.

"Okay" I mumbled again and took a can of cola out the fridge.

"Well take him up and get everything sorted" my mum told me and I nodded again. We both walked up the stairs. I decided to be nice and let him take his own bags because I'm so sweet. When we got in I made space in the cupboards and let him put his clothes in. He finished and then turned to me.

"So a whole week with Louis?" Harry asked himself as he walked around my room. "I wonder what could happen" he said again. He winked at me and took a step closer.

"Harry don't!" I warned him.

"Why are you so scared of me Lou?" Harry whispered. He was right in front of me now, his head bent slightly so we were face to face.

"Don't call me that! And I'm not scared, I just don't want you to kiss my neck again" I whispered back.

"I wasn't planning on that" he said with a smile. He leaned closer and pressed his warm lips on mine. I tensed and couldn't move.

"Lou what's wrong?" Harry asked as he pulled away.

"Its nothing" I lied.

"Tell me" he demanded. Here we go.

"Its just that...last night...you stole my first kiss...and I didn't even kiss you back...I wrecked it" I mumbled. He looked at me confused and then recognition flashed through his eyes for the slightest second.

"Want a redo? I'm a great kisser" he smirked. I shook my head. "I will happily. It doesn't have to mean anything" he offered. I shook my head again. "Please?" he asked me. I still shook my head. "You know I won't give up until you say yes right?". I sighed.

"Fine, this doesn't mean anything though!" I warned him. He nodded his head and leant his face closer to me again. I felt his peppermint breath on my face and my eyes closed as he pressed his lips to me. I done it back and he wrapped his arms around my waist while I leant up to his neck. It felt weird but I had to redo my first kiss otherwise it would haunt me for the rest of my life. He bit my bottom lip lightly and that was when I realised it would go too far. I reluctantly pulled back and he rested his forehead on mine.

"Told you I'm a great kisser" he said with a wink. I just laughed and he pulled away before sitting on my bed.

"What are you doing?" I asked him as he lay down and closed his eyes.

"I'm tired and don't have a bed" he mumbled.

"No you can sleep on the floor" I demanded. He sighed and shook his head.

"Fine I will" I mumbled. I grabbed a blanket from my cupboard and lay on the floor with a spare pillow under my head. "Night Harry"

"Night Louis" he mumbled.