Love, Hate. (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 1

A/N Hello!! I guess, i talk to no one, becuase i have no readers...but, yeah. Heres chapter one.

Harrys POV

I still cant believe his family would just ditch him. Then again, he is a jerk, if i were his family, I would ditch him too.

I know its rude, but whatever.

"Curly! Let me in!" He yells banging on the door.

"Damn, cant wait 2 seconds." I say opening the door. "Oh, and by the way. I dont think you could call me curl anymore, considerin the situation...curly." I smirk.

He glares at me; "I'll call you, or , me? whatever I want styles."

"Whatever..." I roll my eyes. "...boobear."

His (my?) eyes go wide.

"I-i dont know what youre talking about." He stutters.

"Yeah, sure" I scoff. " Anyways, what'd we gunna do about this?"

"You havent, you know, peaked right?" He smirks.

Damn, now  I know why girls love me. Too bad im gay.

"No way!"

Not yet atleast..but I wouldnt tell him.

"Well, I have. Not bad curly."

"WHAT!" I blush.

"So, how did this all start?" He changes the subject.

"Well, you were being your usual jerky self...

"I am not a jerk!" He scoffs.

"Yeah, you are..but then we got into an arguement about how we know nothing about each other, which is true. Then I pushed past you, and, I dont know if you felt it, but i felt some type of...shock? But I thought nothing of it." I said.

"I felt it too. This is weird." He walks into the bedroom. "Aye! What with all this...color? and clothes i would never in a million years wear!?"

"Well, i didnt know how lond id be in your body..." I shudder at the though of never being me aain. "So i went shopping. You have no fashion sense what so ever."

He growls.

*Beep* My, erm, his? this is confusing. phone.

"Ugh, I gotta go, your mum wants me, you, home."

"Hmph. Fine." I huff.

He leans down and whispers in "my" ear; "Bye curly."

"He" smirks and leaves.

Am I suppossed to be turned on by this?

Well, I have a tent in my pants....Somethings gotta be done.

He does have a laptop...

He wont know, right?

Louis' POV

I get to "my" house and do what "my" mother asks me to do.

Ugh, chores.

I walk into "my" bedroom and lay down on "my" bed.

Suddenly, I feel weird.

Yup, im horny. Shit. How even?

I decide to ignore it and just take a nap.

He picks me up and kisses me all the way to my room. 

"I'll take care of you Lou." He says.