Captured (Larry Stylinson)(Student/Teacher)✔️

Dinner Date

Hey! GREAT NEWS!!! I'm perfectly heathy, I just have a little stomach infection which I have to take some stuff for! I have a little wrap on my arm so that's a good thing... Wow, I feel like a freaking medicine freak. Right now, I have to take 4 pills in the morning and 2 at night and drink some stuff for my stomach. Gosh, I'll be a drug addict before this story ends!! Anyway, this is a small little celebration of my well-ness. I hope your doing well also. Physically or mentally. I hope you enjoy this chapter!! And a quick shoutout to my friend! She helped give me some inspiration for this chapter!

   "Good morning, sleeping beauty." A pair of lips pressed hard against mine. My eyes shot open as I stared at Marcus. He pulled away and gave me a happy smile. He was fully on me, our legs dangled together and his forearms resting on my chest. He was surprisingly light, though.

   "Morning. What're you doing up so early?" He giggled and kissed me again.

  "Silly, it's nearing noon. You were so tired." This Marcus was much different form the one I'd seen at the tattoo parlor yesterday. He's so soft and giggly now, but he was hard and stiff giving me the tattoo. He's soft and mushy, while he was stern and serious. It was shocking what one person could do to you.

   "Well that sucks. I should probably go. My friends might be worried." He frowned showing obvious disappointment.

   "At least can I get one more kiss?" I chuckled and pulled my head up, giving him a quick kiss.

   "You'll get more, don't worry." He grinned and rolled off, finally letting me get ready. Last night wasn't such a blur- except how I got in this hotel. Or whatever this was. "I'll see you soon?" He nodded and quickly pecked my lips. "Bye bye, Marcus." And I left, lightly closing the door. Right as I was walking away, I heard a squeal that caused me to chuckle. The effect I have on people.

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   "Jesus Christ, Louis! Text us next time, why don't ya?!" A thick accent said from my living room. I looked in and noticed Liam, Zayn, Ed and Josh all looking worried. Liam must've been the one to speak, because he was pacing back and forth.

   "I'm sorry! I thought I did. Last night was mostly a blur."

   "Yeah, except the part where you left the bar with a black haired dude." Josh muttered, now looking angry.

   "Look, I got caught up! I won't do it again. I don't see why your so worried."

   "We're worried because you just left us. You say your going to the bathroom but you never come back? The next we see is you getting dragged out by a man? Yeah, if you'd seen that, you'd be worried too." I sighed. I guess it must've looked... Weird? But they shouldn't be freaking out.

   "Alright, alright. I'm sorry. I won't do it again." My hand ran through my hair as I plopped down on the couch beside Ed and Josh. Zayn was sitting on a kitchen chair and Liam was still pacing.

   "You scared me half to death!" Liam cried, tears welling up. Oh god. Why does he have to be so fucking emotional? But instead of me, Zayn jumped up and ran to comfort his lover. Josh's head was down and I could tell he was sad as well.

   "Hey, we're still going on that date, though. Right?" He looked up at the sound of my whisper.

  "Sure Louis. Whatever you want. And while we're at it, why don't we just have an open relationship. That way you an fuck whoever you want." He got up and stormed out, slamming my door on the way. I looked to Ed for help, but he was busy listening to music from his ear buds.

   "Alright, Liam. Stop crying. You see that I'm fine, I'm alive. Now calm down." He exhaled deeply before wiping his nose.

   "Okay... I'm okay. I'm just gonna go home. Zayn, are you going to be joining me?" Zayn looked at me for a spilt second. "Of course not." And he stormed out as well. Zayn cursed and popped down on the couch.