Youtubers [larry au] (boyxboy)

Chapter 3

"Hi Louis, what-"

"Niall! Guess what!" Louis shouted, and looked down at his mac screen to see Harry, paused in the video that was making him so happy like never before.

"You sound very excited, and know I really want to know. What is it? Tell me!"

He couldn't control his smile. "You know Harry Styles, right?" Louis asked, feeling his cheeks get warmer again.

"Lou, you've been talking about him for weeks!"

"Whatever, shut up! But anyway, Niall, he kind of proposed to me on his last video?" Louis said like a question, his bottom lip now screaming in pain because he was biting too hard.

"Are you serious?! Come on, stop messing with me, mate."

"Niall, I'm serious! I will show you the video when you come back from.. erm, where you are."

"I'm outside our dorm right now."

Before Louis could even think about Niall's reply, the dorm door was slammed open by a big smiling Niall Horan. He was wearing some basketball shorts and a tank top, and he looked very sweaty. Probably a traning session at the gym.

"So, hmm? LET ME SEE!" He shouted, jumping up and down before he sat down next to Louis on the bed.

His excitement was sometimes too much for Louis to handle, but it was cute. He didn't really like the fact that Niall's sweaty dirty arm was around his neck, poisoning his skin (gosh, he smelled so bad). Grimacing, he pushed Niall away from him a bit so he could save himself from smelling. He felt a bit bad when his best mate huffed and crossed his arms over his chest though.

"Okay, okay!" he shouted, and gave Niall his Mac so he didn't have to get too close to him. "Click on play."

Niall gave him a smile then, and clicked play on the video. Harry's lips began moving, and his voice, ugh. It was just so soothing. He could listen to him and watch him all day. It sounded so creepy, but it was Harry's fault! He was the one who was killing everyone with his hot looks.

Louis realised he was in deep shit. Why did he have a crush on someone he didn't even know? It became worse when Harry fucking Styles "proposed" to him in the video. Harry liked him too, and that was kind of unbelievable to think about. Him, out of all people? Wow...

There it was.

"Louis William Tomlinson, marry me? Please? Pretty, please?"

Harry's expression when he said that was needy, but adorable needy. Louis knew it was a joke, but it looked like he actually had an interest in him. Why would Harry pick out a random commenter and ask that person to marry him? It didn't make sense.

Niall's eyes went wide in shock when he heard Harry's question. His head turned around slowly in the direction where Louis was sitting on the bed, blushing. He clicked pause on the video, lips quirking upwards in disbelief and happiness. "Lou," he breathed out, shaking his head, "I thought you were joking."

"Why would I joke about this?" Louis said, giggling. "I've had a crush on this boy for weeks, and now he 'proposes' to me. Oh my god!"

Niall laughed and put his arms around Louis waist. "Who wouldn't have a crush on you? You're the most handsome boy I've ever seen, to be honest." he said, lying his head down on Louis' shoulder. "I mean, I would do you."

"Really?" Louis asked, surprised. He made a 'tsssk' sound. "Niall!"

"Yes, really. I'm not attracted to men but damn, you're hot. I'm not surprised Harry Styles likes you. Younger boys seem to like you more. Maybe they like the thought of an older man. Older man they can call 'daddy'-"

Louis put his hand over Niall's mouth, stopping him from saying more. "Okay, you can shut up now." he said, laughing again. "What's up with you and all your daddy kink fantasies?"

Niall pulled Louis' hand away from his mouth, smirking. "But you're so hot, though. Imagine Harry calling you 'daddy' while having sex, ooh!" he said in a dreamy tone, chuckling at how sexually frustrated Louis looked.

Embarrased was an understatement. "Shut up." Louis mumbled as he covered his face in his hands. "Are you sure you're not gay?" he mumbled, peeking through his fingers.

Niall nodded, crossing his arms over his chest. "Yeah, actually! I'm only gay when I'm with you. You're just so hot, I'm sorry. I'm straight as a ruler when girls are around because damn, boobs." he said, smirking.

"Niall!" Louis shouted again, laughing as he pushed him away from his side so his arms weren't around his waist anymore. "Maybe you're bi?" he suggested, raising his eyebrows.

"No, I'm not. I'm not attracted to any boys, but I would take a chance with you."

Louis rolled his eyes. "I'm not that hot, stop lying," he stated as he took his Mac from Niall's hands. "You're just trying to make me feel better."

"But you are!" Niall whined and stood up from Louis' bed. "Harry thinks that too," he said and winked.

Louis looked down at the floor, his cheeks red again. Yeah, maybe Harry thought he was hot, but that still didn't mean he was very attractive. He wasn't ugly, and Louis knew that, but he wasn't hot either. He was kind of in the middle.

"Stop overthinking. Harry Styles likes you! Isn't that great?"

He looked up again, grinning at Niall who was jumping around the room. Louis still couldn't believe Harry had actually noticed him. "Yeah, that's amazing."

--

While Louis was walking to his class in the morning, he was so unlucky that Justin just had to walk by. He was so thankful for Niall being there for him this time, but he was still unlucky. Justin had something against him, and he wanted to know why. It was ridiculous how he always attacked him every time he saw him, and it sucked too.

As expected, Justin stopped walking when he saw them, and quickly pushed Louis into the nearest wall without even thinking about his actions. Well, it seemed like it.

Louis frowned at the bad breath coming from Justin's lips, the smell of smoke making him gag. It was worse when he began spitting out his words.

"So, I heard you have a crush on Harry Styles? He wouldn't like an ugly fag like you," he whispered with an evil chuckle. Louis wanted to rip that smirk off his face. One more thing, why did he even care?

Niall shoved Justin away, and put his arm around Louis' shoulder, bringing him closer to him. "Leave him alone, jerk. Harry Styles actually asked Louis to marry him on his last video. Just saying," he said and smiled, making Justin's smirk disappear instantly.

That actually seemed to put Justin off his tough behavior, which was weird. There were many things Louis didn't understand about him, but he didn't care that much at that moment. Niall had got Justin to back off a bit, and he was thankful for that.

"What?" Justin asked, confused. "Why would he like a faggot like you?"

"Why do you even care? Jealous?" Niall winked. "Who would like you? Dick," he whispered under his breath and chuckled, causing Louis to grin.

"Ew, what the fuck?! No!" Justin shouted and pretended to gag. "Fuck you!" he shouted, and was about to punch Niall before he stopped himself.

Louis' eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he watched his bully walk away angrily from them, pushing everyone that was in his way too. He kept muttering swear words, and everyone who was walking by him looked at him with an expression that read 'confused', and that was exactly how Louis was feeling right now. Very confused.

"What's up with him?"

Niall frowned, shrugging. "I don't know."

"He's acting weird. Too weird..." Louis said as he watched Justin rant loudly about something to his distracted friends. "It doesn't make any sense."

"Lou, who gives a shit anyway? That guy is crazy, and you know it!" Niall rolled his eyes, grabbing his arm to drag him away from the scene of Justin throwing his mate's Starbucks' coffee on the floor. "Come on..."

"Okay, okay."