Hatred + Sex = Love (AU/Larry Stylinson)

A Swallow

Chapter 6: A Swallow

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Harry continued his routine everyday. Each day he would go to his room and each day he would erase the ugly message that would be calling him beautiful and pure. They were all lies, each and every one of them was a fucking lie. 

He picked up the piece of chalk and pressed the white tip onto the black surface of the board. He began writing the truth. Or at least what he thought was the truth in his opinion.

Harry Styles is a bastard. Harry Styles deserves to die. Harry Styles is a fucking faggot.

He felt more relaxed as he typed it, it almost calmed something inside of him, he felt like he could breathe better. But that sense of serenity did not last long. Soon the face that always haunted his mind filled his head. Louis fucking Tomlinson, the perfect, flawless, beautiful, and amazing wonder. Even though those were the words that Harry used to describe Louis, they weren't what they sounded like, they weren't words of endearment or admiration. They were words of resentment, he hated that Louis was like that. Everything about the boy was perfect. That's why Harry had fallen in love with him in the beginning. That's why Harry was an embarrassment to society. Harry groaned as he threw the chalk to the ground and fell to his knees. He sat up against the wall and lay his head in his arms. He needed to relax, he needed to stop thinking about Louis Tomlinson. 

Louis Tomlinson watched as Harry gave up writing on the board. Something in his heart fluttered at the thought that his secret messages might actually be working. He hated seeing Harry like this.

Louis was beyond denying that he still felt something for the boy. Actually he was beyond denying it to himself, he never was going to admit it out loud. Even though he wanted Harry to stop all this self hate he still hated him in a way, hated him for what happened in high school, hated him for making Louis the person he has become. But mostly he hated Harry Styles for making it so damn hard not to fall for him. 

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First one week passed and then another. The two boys revolved around each other and they didn't even know it. Not only outside of that one secluded Engineering classroom but everywhere else. They barely talked but Niall was determined to get closer to Harry. He looked at the curly-haired boy like a lost puppy. Every time Louis tried to make him admit he was in love with him Niall would deny it.

"I am not in love with him Lewis. I swear." Niall grumbled as Louis kept prodding him in the stomach.

"Oh bullshit. The way you look at him, it's so obvious!"  Louis didn't know why he was hurting himself like this by asking, but he didn't want Niall to think that he was affected by the fact that Niall liked Harry Styles. 

"What about you? Do you see the way you are around him? I'm surprised the whole university hasn't noticed yet!" Niall turns around and glares at Louis.

"What?! What are you even talking about?" Louis was sure he did nothing to show others, he was aware of everything he did when he was around Harry.

"The way you move around him, the same goes for him too. It's like...it's like you are mirrors of each other. It's scary." He pauses for a moment before he continues on. "You move around each other so carefully, and if he changes which foot he's leaning on you will do the same within five minutes of each other." 

What was Niall on about? What did he mean by mirrors? Louis hadn't even realized it. He thought he was being careful but watching Harry's every move, he hadn't even noticed he was copying what Harry was doing.