Louis POV:
The next morning I opened my eyes and seen Niall’s stinky feet in my face...
“Niall!” I pushed his feet and sat straight up in bed looking around.
“I’m up!” Niall lifted his head off of the other side of the bed, then looked over at me with question.
“How'd I get down here?” He questioned.
“How the hell am I suppose to know?” I answered back chuckling, then continued “I woke up to your ugly feet.” I made a disgusted face.
“My feet are not ugly! Their unique.” He faked hurt in defense. I just rolled my eyes and got out of bed. I stretched and started walking to the bathroom down the hall until I got pushed out of the way by a laughing, running leprechaun.
“Niall!” I groaned and got up trying to beat Niall to the bathroom. He won obviously and slammed the door in my face.
“You jerk!” I groaned and tried to hold my pee in.
“You love me!” He yelled through the door.
“Hurry up!” I whined and laid my back on the door.
“I think I might want to take my time now.” I bet he’s smirking, the prick.
Then all of a sudden the door gets yanked open sending me falling backwards down on the floor. I landed on my back with a thud.
“Ow” I groaned out.
“Oh, Lou if you wanted in, you could have just asked nicely.” Niall said while trying to hold back a laugh. I glared at him. He’s not on my good side this morning. He grabbed my hand and helped me up.
“Thanks, now will you ever so kindly fuck off so I can piss?” I asked while still glaring at him.
“Sure Lou,” Niall chuckled and walked out of the bathroom.
After I relieved myself I washed my hands and walked downstairs to the living room where Niall was, watching cartoons on the couch.
“Hey,” I smiled at him and sat down.
“Hi, now go make some brunch.” Niall commanded. I rolled my eyes and got up, I went into the kitchen. I looked at the clock on the stove and it was 2:46. I don’t even know when Harry’s going to pick me up.
Then I remembered the note Zayn gave me a few days ago in the bathroom. I ran to the door and grabbed my jacket I looked in its pockets and found the piece of paper.
To: Louis
Make sure you are ready on Saturday night at 6:30. Going to take you somewhere even if your ready or not.
Love,
The hottest person you want to fuck!!
P.S. Wear the tightest jeans you got babe ;)
I rolled my eyes at the P.S and what he put as his name. What a cocky son of a gun. I guess he’s coming at 6:30. Why would I wear tight jeans to satisfy him? No, not going to happen.
“Lou! Is the food done?” I groaned.
“No, Niall.” I yelled back.
“Why not?”
“I’m making sandwiches!” I went to the kitchen and grabbed all I needed from the fridge. Grabbed the bread and got to work.
When I was finished I walked to the living room with both plates and sat down with Niall. I handed him his plate and started eating mine while watching t.v.
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Too Cool for You (Larry Stylinson AU)
FanfictionHarry's what you call a jock, popular, and a huge dick. Harry thinks he can do whatever he wants when he wants. Louis Hates that about him. Harry Loves to get on Louis's nerves. What happens when Louis is too Cool for him?