↠delinquent↠ {Larry Fanfic}

five.

five. new start.

{Harrys POV}

I wake up the next morning to the smell of bacon. I got up and walked out of the room, trying to find my way to the kitchen. I hear voices coming from a room at the end of the hallway, so i venture out to try to find out where Zayn was. 

But as I got closer to the room, I noticed that Zayn wasnt the only one talking. A light, fairy like voice was speaking back to him. I got chills going down my spine just from hearing his voice. I wonder who this boy is. 

I turn the corner to see a petite boy, with light brown feathery hair, and I couldnt help but notice his bright blue eyes. Him and Zayn both had tea cups in their hands, and I couldnt help but chuckle a little about how Zayn looked so feminine.

Zayn stands up and grabs a tea cup off of the counter, and hands it to me. "Mornin', mate." He says with a smile then goes to sits back down. "I wanted you to meet my friend Louis, he lives next door." He says then gesturing his hand with the teacup towards the blank wall. Im guessing that Louis probably lives on the other side of it.

Louis sits down his tea cup, and walks over to me. He holds out his hand and smiles. "Im Louis, if you havent guessed that yet." He chuckles a little, as we both make eye contact. His pale blue eyes meet my bright emerald green orbs. And I swear I see a shimmer come from his glistening eyes.

I get lost in them for about five seconds, then Zayn clears his throat, bringing me back to reality. "Oh.. Uh.. Im Har-Edward." I mentally smack myself. I need to be more careful from now on. I could ruin my case. 

I can see Zayns face instantly go from bored, to intrigued and confused, on why I had told Louis that my name was Edward and not Harry. I forgot to explain that part to him last night, so I guess I will have to when Louis leaves the house.

Louis stares at me for a while, looking confused, then he nods and says, "Nice to meet you, Edward." He then lets go of my hand, and pads back over to the table to sit back down.

I couldnt help but stare at how impressive his body shape was. He had a very feminine like body for being a male, and dont you even get me started on his bum. My goodness.... his bum. 

I snap out of it when Zayn interupts my thoughts. "Umm, well i was thinking that maybe if you guys dont have anything to do today, we could go out and do something. Maybe go out for lunch, then come back for a movie at my place?"

I agree and looks towards Louis, hoping that he will decide to join along. I dont know why Im already so obsessed with him already since we just met, but I dont know. Something just feels..... right about being around him. 

So when he agrees to come along I almost just out of my skin, from how excited I am about today. 

I tell them that Im going to go change, and run upstairs to try to find something decent to wear. I pull my pajamas off and toss them on to the bed for later tonight. I pad over to the closet and take out a Rolling Stones tshirt and some dark skinny jeans and slide both of the articles onto my body. I quickly put on some socks and toss on my black converse. I grab my phone and wallet off the table and slide them in my pocket while walking back downstairs. 

By the time I arrive back in the living room, Louis is already dressed in a striped blue tshirt, and a pair of red skinny jeans. Normally I would think that the person wairing that type of stuff would look horrendous, but their was just something about Louis that made everything he wore, look absolutley amazing.

But then taking a second look around the room, Zayn was no where to be seen. So that means, its just me and Louis in the living room.... alone.

We were both standing there silently when I felt the need to break the ackward silence that had filled the room. "Umm... wheres Zayn?" I asked shyly, trying not to come off as nervous to the attractive boy standing infront of me.

"He went to go change, he said he'd be back in a minute." He says while looking at me, kindof in a way that I was looking at him... in an admiring way? Is Louis gay? Ive been this wondering ever since I have met the strange boy. Because their was just something about the way he talked, the way he dressed, and expecially the way he looked, that made me think that he just might in the slightest chance be gay. 

But what would that matter to me? I dont like Louis like that. Do I? 

No. Louis is just a friend. 

I didnt come here to find 'love' and have it ruin my whole plan of running away in the first place. If I did like someone, i wouldnt be able to tell them, cause what if they didnt like me back and they told the National Runaway Service, my whole plan would be ruined, and I would have to go back to the abusive home as I was at before.

I jump out of my thoughts and get back the the conversation I was beginning to have with Louis. "Oh alright." I smile and he gives me a nod and a small smirk.

I begin to wonder what hes smirking at so I ask, "Why do you keep smiling at me?" Saying it in a way that makes me sound small and fragile.

"Im just looking at the bruises on your face. I like them, they mke you look... tough. Did you get in a fist fight or something?" 

I freeze and debate on what to say back to him. "Uh, yeah. Something like that." I wasnt fully lying, cause I did get in a fist fight really. Its just not the kind of fist fight he was thinking of. 

To my relief Zayn walks in and grabs his keys off the table by the door. "Alright, you guys ready?" He smiles his big cheeky grin and opens the door. 

"Yup." Louis and I both say in unison, then we both walk out the door laughing.