Forced Fate (Larry) ••Collab••

Sixth.

Louis' POV:

Finally the bell rings and Harry storms out of the room.

"Hey darling, where are you going?" I ask, grabbing his shoulder.

"C'mon I want to go home." he says.

"I thought we have to talk?" I ask.

"Yeah, but not here." he says and pushs my hand away.

He leaves the classroom and I look at Niall who shakes his head a little.

"C'mon Lou, leave that poor boy alone for once." Niall says and I sigh.

"He wanted to talk, not me." I say.

"Let's go home." Niall says and I nod.

We walk home to my house and I tell Niall to wait until I'm upstairs so I can help him through my window.I go through the door and this time my mom already waits for me. When I want to walk past her she grabs my wrist and pulls me into the living room.

"Mom, let me go into my room." I say and she shakes her head.

"No mister, we'll talk about this now." she says and makes me sit down.

"There's nothing to talk about." I say.

"There is. I know that you don't want to marry Harry but it will help our families." she says.

"We already have enough money! We don't need more!" I yell.

"Stop yelling Louis! And when I say hello I want you to greet me as well, ok?" she says and I roll my eyes.

"Can I go now?" I ask.

"Did you already pack? You'releaving early tomorrow." she says.

"I'm not going to pack." I say.

"Then you won't have luggage. That's not my problem." she says.

"Just fucking leave me alone!" I shout and run upstairs.

"Louis!" my mom shouts angry and I slam the door shut.

"Niall come in." I say and he climbs through the window.

"What took you so long?" he asks.

"My mom wanted to talk." I say and my phone rings.

"What?" I ask annoyed.

"Louis, we have to talk." Harry says and I roll my eyes.

"I have enough shit to do right now. I have no time to talk with you now." I say.

"But it's important." he says.

"Tell me tomorrow. We'll see each other the next two weeks." I say and hang up.

I throw my phone on my bed next to Niall and sit down on the couch in my room. I hide my face in my hands and Niall comes over to me. He pulls me in his arms and rubs circles in my back.

"I'm done Niall. They broke me." I say.

"Maybe it's not that bad." Niall says and I shake my head.

"I can't be with this idiot for two weeks and especially not forever." I say.

"I know, but I think you'll have to." Niall says.

"Help me pack?" I ask and he nods.

We start packing and after an hour my phone rings again. I look at the screen and see Harry's number.

"Leave me alone Harry." I say and hang up.

"Lou, that's mean. It's not his fault." Niall says.

"He can tell me tomorrow." I say.

Harry's POV:

I sighed as I got up to put my last pair of skinny jeans inside my oversized grey suitcase.

I zipped it shut then sat on the empty spot near my bag. Looking around the room, i never knew I'd miss it this much. I shrugged and stood, going slower than i intended. I took my bag and rolled it out to the front door, then slipped on my black Vans.

I just hope this wont be as bad as im imagining.

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I sat down on an uncomfortable plastic chair at the airport and waited for Louis.

I decided to go to Honolulu, Hawaii since there's gorgeous beaches and a two room hotel by the beach.

"Where are we going and when will we board" I heard a blunt and familiar voice demand.

I turned to see him then faced forward again. "You'll see. It doesnt matter, now does it?" I said annoyed, not even caring if he rolled his eyes.

"Look, lets at least try to make this work... In a way i guess. I dont want to marry you either"

"Clearly" i scoffed and got up.

"I dont think this will work anyway, so do you think i should put faith into something i dont believe in?" I said, now noticing how bitchy i sounded.

"I guess not" He sighed and picked up his bag.

We boarded the plane and he sat middle, i was window. I pursed my lips and shook my head, i dont know why i hate this so damn much, but i do.

"What now?" He sassed. I glared at him and he rolled his eyes. "You can at least communicate" He said, sounding out each syllable.

I fixed my jaw and shrugged.

"We've got a long ride and a long week ahead of us, you should go to sleep.."

He huffed and shifted, then closed his eyes. "Night Harry, Love you!" He said in a sarcastic, high pitched voice.

"Hate you too!" I mumbled, and he nudged my foot. I bit my lip and leaned back, not tired at all.

I leaned on my side, and the decided the sky was boring, and faced Louis. He was moving in his sleep, which was actually pretty cute.

Until he rolled into me and latched onto my torso.

My heart skipped a beat, for some reason, and i moved a bit, then looked for his eyes.

Is he really sleeping?

Or did he do this on purpose? I widened my eyes once his were open.