This Is More Than A Bromance: Larry Stylinson

Chapter 17

[Louis]

I was such a wreck. As soon as Harry walked in I felt one hundred times worse... I didn't want him to yell at me - even though I deserved it. I was such a shitty friend.

"Um... we good now?" Harry asked me, seemingly unsure.

I smiled and laughed, I don't know why but I just felt so nervous and I guess laughing is how I deal with it. I got up to give him a hug, wrapping my arms around his slim waist. If I held on for a moment too long, neither of us mentioned it.

"Of course silly!" I said, chuckling again. "And I love you too," I whispered into his ear, feeling him shiver.

He smiled and I smiled back. Everything is going to be okay now... I got up, wiping my eyes and nose then sighed. I must looked like shit. Harry laughed, noticing my expression.

"You like fine Boo!" he promised me, smiling. "Now let's go eat, please," he whined, taking my hand like it was nothing. Like we didn't just have an argument. Like I didn't just reject him... God, I love him so much, I'm so lucky to have a best mate like him.

I told him so and he laughed even louder as we made our way down to the kitchen. I just smirked but right before we went in he stopped me, turning serious.

"I'm the lucky one Lou... I'm the one who doesn't deserve to have you as a friend," he whispered, voice sounding sad.

My eyes widened, was he serious? He couldn't be... he's amazing! "Oh hush! We're both amazing and sexy beasts, okay?" I laughed, giving him another huge hug.

He hugged back, holding on tightly and then finally let me go, grinning. "Yeah. We are," he agreed simply before walking into the kitchen.

I followed him, smirking and rolling my eyes. He was so conceited. But it was true... I couldn't keep my eyes off his arse as he walked in front of me.

"OH MY GOD! FINALLY!" Niall yelled as soon as Harry and I walked in. Liam and Zayn nodded in agreement and I couldn't help but notice how close Liam and Niall were sitting... kind of like how close Harry and I sit.

I just rolled my eyes though. Niall was such a weirdo sometimes... "Um, Ni? You guys could have eaten without us you know."

He just scoffed, gesturing to their plates that were already filled with food. Fatties.

Zayn sighed, but it seemed more like an amused one. "No mate, we were talking about you and Harry!" he said, chuckling. Niall and Liam nodded in agreement, both too busy stuffing their faces to actually speak. I blushed and shifted uncomfortably, as did Harry, before we took our seats.

We didn't really talk much throughout the meal, us being guys, and guys becoming animals when they eat... but it was still great. We hadn't really all hung out in a while. There always seemed to be some type of drama or something with the X-Factor. I'm not complaining... but still.

After we had all finished eating, Zayn, Harry, and I all left, leaving Liam and Niall to go "clean up" in the kitchen. God, they are so obvious... and so lucky. I wish Harry and I could be like that. Harry stopped walking suddenly and so did I, but Zayn continued, grinning like he knew something was going to happen.

"What did you just say?" he asked slowly, seemingly shocked.

I was confused for a long moment but then I realized what he was talking about. Shit. Shit shit shit. "Um..." I stammered, trying to figure out what had just happened. I didn't really say that out loud, did I?! What the hell, is this even real life right now? This shit only happens in books.

His eyes narrowed a bit and I waited, not breathing, but he just shook his head, curls bouncing. "Whatever..." he mumbled and continued walking on.

I let out a deep breath. The thing is, I don't know if I should be relieved or disappointed. Sighing once again, I just quietly followed him into the den.

[Harry]

I had heard him clearly.

"I wish Harry and I could be like that..."

I just didn't know what the hell he was talking about!! And of course, he wasn't going to talk about it... Even after all this drama, he is still nervous about opening up! I learned my lesson though. I'm not going to push him... He'll open up eventually He just has to, or I think I'll go crazy.

He walked into the den a moment after a did, looking deep in thought. Before he could sit away from me I grabbed him, pulling him to my lap and cuddling with him. I sighed happily, this felt so perfect. He sat there too, looking peacefully at home. We were watching some weird American TV show and Zayn seemed to be the only one into it so I decided to have some fun.

"Oh, Louis!" I whispered into his ear, putting my hands on his waist firmly and grinning mischievously.

I heard him gulp. He knew what was coming. "Noooo! Spare me!" he said, laughing because he knew that no matter what I wouldn't give in.

I laughed too and finally did it. I tickled him. He gasped as I started to do it harder - wink wink- "No! Stop!!" he shouted, still laughing even though he had tears streaming down his face.

"NEVER!" I shouted right back, grinning like mad. It was great to just have fun with him. Things were always so serious lately.

He grunted, trying to push me off of him but it wasn't working. Even though I was younger, I was stronger... Only by a bit though, and besides, Lou was laughing so he wasn't at his toughest.

"Zayn! Help!!" he gasped through his laughs.

Zayn didn't even look up from the TV. "Nah..." he shrugged, sounding and looking bored.

I continued tickling Louis relentlessly, waiting for him to beg me for mercy.

"AHHH! Okaaay!" he whimpered.

I stopped, but didn't let go. I was leaning on Louis, my arms around his waist, our foreheads practically touching. I closed my eyes, pressing harder against Louis. I could stay like this forever.

I shouldn't have let my guard down though... Lou had other ideas. "TICK-" he started to shout, but before he could even start I rolled my eyes and pressed my lips to his. After a second of pure bliss I pulled away. "Shut up," I murmured into his ear.

He nodded, blushing. "Shutting up!" he laughed weakly. I grinned and we just lay there together.

Zayn snorted and I looked over at him, raising an eyebrow. He looked at me, raising both eyebrows. I blushed and looked away, I knew he was thinking about me and Louis' kiss - but damn I can't help it! He seems to have this soft spot for me, and I'll damned if I don't feel smug about it.