Almost [Zarry&Lilo]

Chapter Twelve

Scene 1: Normally, everyone, looked forward to the weekend, but at the moment Louis dreaded it. After the encounter with Liam, he just wanted to hide away in his bedroom and eat rice krispies. Although, Harry warned him it won't be going like that.

LOUIS: (sad) "Harry, I don't want to get up."

HARRY: (pulls the sheets off of Louis exposing his pretty exposed body) "Come on, don't be a wuss."

LOUIS: (curls in on himself to cover his boy bits) "No, I wanna be a wuss. Let me be a wuss, Harry."

HARRY: (unimpressed, not joking) "Louis."

LOUIS: (mocks, rolls away from him) "Harry."

HARRY: (walks away) "Put on some clothes, and we'll have some real breakfast. Then you can be a wuss all you want."

The idea isn't too awful and Louis agrees. Once he gets dressed, Harry drives them to a breakfast place and gets them breakfast. They choose to stay and eat after a lot of arguing, from Louis' side of course.

LOUIS: "I just feel like he's everywhere, just watching and waiting for the right time."

HARRY: (gives Louis a sympathetic look as he chews away at his pancake) "I get it, you're scared, but you can't turn into a hermit. I'm sorry."

LOUIS: (huffs, whispers) "You don't 'get' anything, you got the perfect cousin."

HARRY: (hears him) "You like Zayn?"

LOUIS: (shakes his head and plays around with his soggy waffle) "Yes, but not like how you're implying. He's just a better person, morally, but physique wise I'd rather Liam."

HARRY: (defensive) "What's wrong with Zayn body? He's fucking hot."

LOUIS: (laughs) "He's just physically not my type, he looks like a bottom," (sounding almost disgusted) "and I don't top."

Then it's Harry's laughing. The older boy holds his stomach as laughter bubbles out of him and Louis watches with fake indifference. When Harry sobers up and wipes the imaginary tear from his eye, Louis asks him a question.

LOUIS: (curious) "Does he bottom?"

HARRY: (furrows his brows, let's out a small chortle) "Why do you care?"

LOUIS: (leans forward, places his elbow on the table, then puts his chin to his palm) "Come on, I just wanna know."

HARRY: "No, but he did let me top one time."

LOUIS: (eyes widen in surprise) "You bottom?! You don't look like a bottom."

HARRY: (rolls his eyes intensely) "Yeah yeah, what does a bottom even look like?" (happy to distract Louis a little bit) "why don't I fit the category?"

LOUIS: (smirks) "A bottom looks like me. Fun sized, usually with a fat ass. You aren't fun sized, nor do you have a fat ass."

Again Harry starts up with his laughter and Louis can't help but join this time. Harry's phone starts to ring before they can catch their breath and it makes the people in the diner look at them funny. Louis gives them a stare back and forces them to mind their own business and Harry struggles to answer the phone.

HARRY: (answers the phone, out of breath) "Hello?"

ZAYN: (confused) "Hey, babe... why do you sound like you just ran a marathon?"

LOUIS: (speaks loudly toward the phone) "Because Louis is giving him jokes."

HARRY: (chuckles) "Yeah we're having breakfast, gonna head back home in a bit though, what did you want?"

ZAYN: "Just wanted to say Liam promises to go back to Doncaster and go his his classes, if he can see Louis first. Run it by him will you? He's the one who has to decide."

HARRY: (grits his teeth, sneers) "I don't like that."

ZAYN: (soft) "Sorry Harry, but Louis' a big boy, he can make decisions on his own."

HARRY: "I'll call you back with an answer, Zayn."

Harry hangs up the phone and stuffs it back into his joggers' pocket. He squeezes his eyes shut, rubs his temples then sighs.

LOUIS: (furrows his brows) "Did he break up with you or something."

HARRY: "No, but he did say something I didn't like." (gathers their garbage and throws it away) "I'll tell you what he said."

Scene 2: As the two ride home in the car, Harry relayed what Zayn told him. Louis bit his fist in contemplation and it was like that until they got home. Once they got home, Louis told him he wanted to see Liam. He wanted to encourage the beast to get better and that is what Harry called Zayn and said.

HARRY: (hangs up the phone) "They will literally be here any second."

LOUIS: (pacing nervously) "What will he do if he hears something he doesn't like? I don't need anymore bruises."

HARRY: (flops down into a chair) "He isn't going to hurt you. He promised."

LOUIS: (serious) "The trust I have in him is so bend. I'm afraid it'll snap if I try to mend it."

Just then unbearable heat swept through the window and Liam and Zayn appeared out of nowhere. As the remnants of the heat past by, Louis lets out a hefty sneeze.

LIAM: (pouty) "Angel, you have no faith in me."

LOUIS: (folds his arms) "I think that's justified, Liam."

HARRY: (takes Zayn's hand) "We're gonna leave you to talk, but if I hear a single pained sound come from Louis' mouth," (points at Liam) "I'm coming down here and ripping out your throat," (grits his teeth and grimaces) "be good lads."

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