Identity || Larry Stylinson (A.U)

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"I can't believe we have holidays in a week!" I say excitedly, jumping on Harry's back for a piggy back ride. Yes, that's a thing we do now, don't judge.

Harry lifts me up higher on his back so he's able to walk and carries me to the lunch table. "You're so small."

I punch his shoulder lightly before pointing in the direction we're walking in. "Stop talking peasant and hurry up! I'm a busy guy." I yell, making a few people's heads turn. People must be really thinking we're crazy. "Nigel!"

Niall looks up and laughs when he sees that Harry is piggy backing me. He waves before I jump off and sit down on a chair next to Harry.

"That was a sight you don't see every day." Niall comments and I laugh before looking up at Harry, re-realising how tiny I am compared to him.

This is why I hate tall people.

Always running around like they own the town. All like 'oh I can reach the top shelf,' as if it is some sort of huge achievement.

Or maybe I'm just jealous of their height.

"So do you guys want to come over today?" I ask, since there are no exams left and none of us seem to have any homework left to do. I look back and forth between the two as they both nod. I smile and take out my packed lunch from my bag.

"Hey, did you hear Liam Payne's the 'cool group's' new edition?" Niall says and I raise an eyebrow.

Liam didn't seem like the guy who would hang around with their group. He's quite shy and a little bit awkward at times. I'm surprised that he got 'accepted,' as people say.

Truth be told, they once asked Niall to sit with them, but being the good friend he is, he rejected them.

"Who's Liam?" Harry asks and I remember that he only came to the school 2 or 3 weeks ago.

"He's in our Biology class. Brown hair and eyes, kinda tall, often wears leather jackets, he's got a triangle thingy tattoo on his arm." I explain and Harry nods as he remembers.

"Speaking of tattoos, Niall seems to be the only one out of all 3 of us without one." Harry comments and I raise an eyebrow. Harry doesn't have any tattoos either that are visible.

"You, of all people, have a tattoo?" Niall asks, reading my thought."

Harry chuckles and nods. "I got some moth on my chest and 2 birds under my collar bones."

No wonder I hadn't seen them. Harry doesn't seem like the guy who would get a tattoo though. He doesn't seem too risk taking and it's hard to think that once you get a tattoo, it'll be there forever.

"Then there's Louis, with his arm as his scribble board." Niall says, laughing at my forearm.

"Excuse me, there's deep meaning behind all the tattoos." I defend myself, when in reality, half of them are there because they look cool.

Niall shakes his head. "Buddy, you're gonna regret them when you're old."

"You're gonna regret your face when you're older." I retort, nearly face palming at my terrible comeback, but I had to prevent myself from doing that and I lifted up my head while trying to look cool.

"You're gonna regret your mum when you're older." Niall says and I have to stop myself from laughing at the fact that he managed to make a worse comeback than I did.

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"What is he doing?" Harry says, laughing so hard that he is turning red. I roll my eyes and try to ignore the fact that my sister is showing a picture of me pretending to punch a toy baby.