Heartbreaker (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 3

Oh my holy motherfucking goodness!

I am so, so sorry for not updating for so long! 11 days is too much!

Sorry, again, but I just wanted to end Waiting for the Dark first!

Now it's finished and I will come back to this story, to Three Times Styles, and probably also to Heartless Animal.

So ... I see, from the comments and votes, that you like my story. Thank you very much.

If anyone has twitter ... I can follow you. I have twitter now, had to wait till I am 14 1/2, what the fuck is this? My name is SweetyBabycakes, because my best friend always used to call me that ... I miss him.

Thanks for waiting so long.

Hope you aren't disappointed now.

Yeah, so let's kick it off.

Enjoy!

Louis walked through the halls a little helplessly. He had chemistry now, but he didn't know where to go.

"Hey, Kitty!" a deep voice called.

Louis stopped and turned around to the the tall, green-eyes, curly-haired boy walking towards him. The Heartbreaker felt something deep inside him. He never felt it in any of his earlier missions.

"What do you want, Harry?"

"Why do you know my name?" the slightly taller boy asked him.

"I know everything," Louis replied. "So, what do you want?"

"You seem a little lost. I wanted to help you."

"Do you mean help you like help-you, or help you like I'm-gonna-have-my-game-with-you-like-with-everyone-else?"

"Well, if you ask me like that ..." Harry suggested, earning a shove from Louis.

"Thank you, no," the blue-eyed boy said.

Harry raised his hands in defeat, saying, "Okay, okay! So, what do you search?"

"I'm looking for the room where I have chemistry."

Harry smirked, "Well, your luck that I ahve chemistry, too. C'mon, Kitty!"

Louis rolled his eyes but followed Harry down the stairs to the chemistry room.

"By the way, my name is not Kitty!"

"Oh, no? Well, I think it fits ... Kitty." Harry teased. "So, what's your real name?"

"Louis," he replied.

"Louis ..." Harry smirked.

The Heartbreaker shuddered slightly by the way his name rolled off Harry's lips. His Cheshire accent and his deep, raspy voice weren't helping either.

"Last name? Middle name?"

"Someone's nosy," Louis grinned. "My full name is Louis William Tomlinson. Yours?"

"Harry Edward Styles. Where are you from?"

"Doncaster," Louis replied.

This wasn't fully true. Louis was form ... the sky, but he had a Doncaster accent that gave with silky, high voice an even more irresistible touch.

"Nice," Harry said.

Maybe Louis should change his plans. He wanted to get Harry to fall in love with him like he did with everyone else before - playing hard-to-get - but maybe if he made sure to be close to Harry and often around, Harry would also fall in love. This way or that way, it would end the same.

Harry led Louis to the class. The teacher nodded as he saw Louis.

"Hello, you're the new student right? Louis Tomlinson?"

Louis nodded and heard Harry cough, but it sounded more like "Kitty."

"Well, Louis, you don't have a labor partner, so I guess yours will be Harry because he doesn't have one either."

Well, this could be interesting.

During the day, Louis noticed quickly that Harry wasn't used to being rejected. Louis quickly realized that Harry was used to getting all he wants - and that he wouldn't stop until he got it.

During the day, he always tried to flirt with Louis, but Louis didn't flirt back - as much as he wanted. Louis also noticed how Harry sometimes would get their faces closer. It was obvious that he wanted to kiss Louis.

But Louis didn't. To be honest, he never kissed anyone before. He was always the one to break his victim's heart before their first kiss. Because he learned that kisses are showing true love and since Heartbreakers can't feel love, they shouldn't be kissing. That's what Louis thought, at least.

"So, Kitty," Harry said as they sat in front of the school. "What about the date now?"

"I already told you I won't go out with you," Louis said smoothly.

"No, you didn't. You said that I should prove that you want it too," Harry countered.

"So?" Louis smirked, showing his unnatural sharp teeth. "Did you prove it already?"

"Well ... not really ... but ..."

"You see? As long as you don't prove it, I won't be going out with you. That's easy."

Harry pouted. He looked so cute with his curls and his big green eyes and his plump lips that Louis could barely resist the urge to tackle him to the ground and kiss him.

For a short moment, Louis wondered how it would feel like ... to kiss him.

Stop! Stop it now, he chid himself.

The Heartbreaker rubbed his temples. This was so confusing! What was happening to him?

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Sorry if it's crappy or short or anything.

Hope you still like it.

I just read some of my notes for this story and there was an Y but it looked like an M. I thought, what's wrong with me?

I had an argument with an *shudder* Elounor-Shipper. She said they should finally marry. I was like, he is only allowed to marry Harry and she was like, he's not gay, and I was like, he doesn't have to be gay to love Harry. He can be bi or only for Harry.

Question to you: do you want Elounor ro marry and make little Elounor kids and kill all the Larry Shippers in the world? Well, I don't!

I will take turns between updating Three Times Styles and Heartbreaker, what means that I will probably update this Wednesday.

Thanks for reading, I love you.

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Kisses, Vic :*