Friends With Benefits (Larry AU) COMPLETED

Late

I'm slowly getting ready for Uni, not being in a rush for once. I wonder if my teacher will faint because I'm not going to be late.

I'm singing to myself, only to some generic band I like in the charts. It's a great song, and I have the album. I'd probably try to see them live at some point.

I jump hearing Louis sing loudly through the walls, over my voice, making me cut myself off.

"Oh, don't stop," He laughs. "You're quite good."

I flush because he's not in here, and I'm able to do so.

"You like the 1975?" I ask instead.

"Who doesn't?" He replies, making me grin as I put my short sleeved shirt on. "What are you doing?"

"Getting ready for Uni." I call back.

I hear his deliberately sexy hum.

"Nice," He replies. "What are you wearing?"

I laugh.

"I'm not telling you, because I'm actually going to be on time for once."

"Oh, is it bad? Are you in a maids outfit, Harold?" He calls back. "'Cause that's totally my thing."

I cackle, covering my face.

"Nah, just my pink girly panties." I call back.

Louis laughs, making my heart flutter.

"You know, some people are actually into panties on guys?" Louis asks.

"Are you?" I ask, grinning, pulling up my jeans. "Are you getting hard thinking about Harry Styles in pretty pink underwear?"

"No!" He exclaims loudly. "Don't be so rude."

I do my jeans up, checking out my hair in the mirror.

"Well," I push it back. "I can never tell with you, Lou."

He laughs.

"I'm a slut, but not that weird."

I smile at his little confession. I love that he tells me he's a slut so openly now.

"I don't know," I reply, licking my lips. "You do a lot of weird things."

"Like what?"

"You know what I'm talking about." I say instead of referring to him swallowing his own release, because I really don't want to get any harder right now. I woke up like this.

He laughs through the wall.

"Yeah, I suppose that is weird," He calls back. "You're weirder, though."

"Weirder is bad grammar." I retaliate.

"Don't change the subject, dork."

"Okay, so how am I more weird than you then?" I laugh, putting my folder in my bag.

"How often you eat bananas," He replies, throwing me off. "Like seriously, what is that?"