Damaged Pieces • Larry Stylinson

Chapter 02

About twenty minutes later -after being constantly pushed and shouldered by none other than Harry- I had had enough.

''Could you please fucking stop that?'' I said, trying to keep my voice low to not draw the boys attention towards me and Harry.

''Stop what?'' Harry asked, a big smirk playing on his lips. I swear I could kill him.

''Being you,'' I snapped back, once again proud over my own comeback. I swear, I could join some club for the smartest and sassiest comebacks on earth. Or I might as well do the club and let people join it? Wait a second, why am I even considering this? Even though my comeback was awesome as fuck I'm still scared when I'm around Harry. I know that he won't hesitate to punch me in the face if he'd have the chance to, so basically I'm merely digging my own grave by saying these things to him right now, and I have no idea why I'm doing it.

''Oh shut up,'' he hissed at me and then slapped my knee forcefully. I had gasped in shock when his cold hand had met my skin but decided to not say anything. The boys didn't know anything about Harry's violence against me and I had planned on keeping it that way, for the sake of our fans and careers. I mean, if everyone knew about mine and Harry's relationship shit would go down. And that shit would go down pretty hard and far. A voice woke me up from my thoughts once again and, boy am I overthinking today or?

''Boys, we're here!'' The voice led, letting us know that we were indeed at out apartment house. I couldn't help the shiver that went through my body by the thought of me and Harry all alone once we had made our way through the front door of our apartment. The thought was horrifying and I knew that this event that was about to occur wouldn't end good on my side. Not at all.

''Louis are you coming or?'' Niall asked. I nodded in respond, slightly taken aback by the fact that I was now sitting alone in the vehicle, without even noticing the others leaving. I made my way out of the van, stretching out my shirt when I was steady enough on my two legs. As I looked up I noticed that Harry could no longer be seen and that Niall and Liam were standing awfully close to each other. I shook all of my weird thoughts to the back of my head as I looked up towards the sky. It was pitch dark by now and the only lights that lit up the dark city came from the few lampposts down the road. I admit that it was beautiful.

I turned around and quickly made my way inside, not wanting to catch a cold before Christmas. I walked with the other boys -Harry not included- to the elevator which would take us to our floor, 11. We all lived on the same floor, only in two different apartments. Except from Josh, he didn't live with any of us. He lived with his lovely girlfriend on the floor under us.

We said goodbye to Josh as the elevator stopped on his floor. The doors closed again when he was out, and the boys turned to me. ''What?'' I asked.

''We were thinking. Today was our last day of tour and we thought that you maybe wanted to come to us and eat some pizza, watch some movies and I don't know, maybe play some Mario or FIFA too if you were up for it?'' Zayn asked, pure excitement shining from his body.

''Well duh, of course I will, wouldn't want being alone all night, now would I?'' I said, knowing that Harry would most likely be locked in his room all evening after kicking the shit out of me. Which I, of course, not wanted. So accepting Zayn's inviting was pretty much the best choice at the moment, and I wouldn't mind spending some time with the boys either.

''Great, are you coming with us now or are you going home first to ask Harry if he would want to join?'' Liam stepped in, asking.

''I'm coming with you guys now. We already know that Harry wouldn't want to join us even if the world depended on it,'' I said sarcastically.

The doors opened and we stepped out, making our ways towards their home.

''Home sweet home,'' Niall screamed as he sprinted towards the sofa to jump onto it.

''Crazy boy,'' Liam muttered as he made his way towards the kitchen.

''You, Niall, can pick the movie today!'' He announced as he disappeared behind the creamy coloured wall.

''Yay!'' Niall exclaimed as he jumped off of the sofa to run to the DVD drawers to pick out some kind of movie.

''I don't even know why I'm living with you guys,'' Zayn sighed as he made his way to the sofa too. I just laughed and followed Zayn's actions, making myself comfortable on the large L shaped black sofa in the middle of the room.

''Popcorn, sweets or crisps?'' Liam yelled from the kitchen.

''Take all of 'em,'' the Irish boy yelled back in response.

I could hear a faintly mutter along the lines of 'Why did I even ask?' coming from the kitchen and I couldn't help but laugh. Liam, dear dear Liam, you're the best.

Our dad of the band approached us with three large bowls filled with different kinds of snacks. He leaved them on the table as he returned to the kitchen again.

''Where ya going, dada?'' Zayn smirked as he grabbed a handful of crisps.

''I'm going to get y'all lazy bums coke because you clearly are too lazy to do it yourself, Zayniepoo,'' he answered, amusement clear in his voice.

''Oh, well thanks then,'' Zayn said back, defeated.

I can't believe I've made my four best friends, well three now but anyway, out of just auditioning for the X factor. That little thing changed my life for the better in so many ways.

''FINDING NEMO!'' Niall screamed from the floor, we all just looked at each other and groaned loudly.

''Is that Niall or Liam's mind in Niall's body or?'' I asked sarcastically.

They all burst out laughing and I really didn't find whatever was funny about what I said.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and I quickly fished it up, wanting to see whatever the sender had written.

As soon as I realised it was a message from Harry my smile fell. I dreaded opening it because I knew that exactly everything could be written in it. But I knew that I had to read it sooner or later so why not now? I unlocked my phone by typing in my passcode and clicked on the little 'messages' app.

From Harry:

Thanks 4 inviting me you little piece of dick, burn in hell.

Oh no no no no no. Had Harry wanted to watch a movie with us? But, he rarely left his room and he'd always scream if you interrupted him while he was doing something 'important'. Which he, by the way, always seemed to be doing.

I quickly locked my phone again and turned towards Liam. ''Can I stay the night, or?'' I whispered, scared that if I'd say it out loud Harry might hear, which he of course couldn't since he was in another apartment, but I was being paranoid and I couldn't help it. ''Yes, always Lou,'' Liam whispered back and I smiled slightly. Glad to be safe this night at least.

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Thoughts? x

I stayed up until 3 am last night to finish this chapter.

Thank y'all for your support and have a happy new year lovelies.