I Want (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 4

 Ever since Harry caught me when I fell, he's been avoiding me. Did I do something wrong? I never told him to catch me. I wish he had never caught me. That way things wouldn't be so weird between us right now.

I glanced at Harry who was in a conversation with Niall although it seems like he's not paying attention at all. Niall tends to talk about the most random and pointless storys ever, but I still love him more or less. 

I think Niall noticed Harry wasn't paying atteniton to him because was snapping his fingers in front of Harry's face trying to get his attention. 

"HARRY!" Niall shouted. 

Harry jumped, obviously startled by Niall's sudden outburst.

"What?" Harry asked confused. 

I wonder what was with him. He seems so lost, vulnerable even. 

"I was telling you a story about the time a homeless guy stole my taco when you spaced out. What's up with you?" Niall asked. 

Harry sighed loudly. I saw him glance at me for a second but quickly returned his gaze back to Niall/ 

" I'm sorry if I don't care about your stupid story!" Harry snapped at Niall.

To say that Niall was hurt was in understatement. Niall looked down at the floor before mumbling something that sounded like 'soory' but I couldn't tell. He then walked out of the ice skating rink.

"Nialler! I didn't mean it. I'm sorry! Niall!" Harry called out desperatly to Niall but Niall kept walking. 

Harry gave up running his hand threw his curly hair. A sigh escaped his lips as he walked out the rink, probably going home.

Great, not only was my Hazza upset but now I needed to find another way home considering that Harry just left and he wasn't talking to me anyway. 

An hour later I had came home. I had stayed out with Zayn and Liam for about half an hour before deciding to take a taxi home. 

Unlocking the door I entered the house. 

"Harry?" I called out. Silence. I looked around for Harry but couldn't find him anywere. Had he even came home? 

I sent Harry a quick text asking where he was not that I excpected him to reply, but I could try right? 

I sighed feeling lonley. I hated being in a house by myself. Way to creepy, that's why I shared a house with Harry. Well that and the fact that I'd live with my best friend. 

I took a shower trying to kill some time, but when I looked at the time I was disapointed to see that it was only 7:30pm. 

I decided to call Niall to see if he was okay after that whole Harry thing back at the rink. 

After a few rings Niall finally picked up. 

"Hello?" Niall said in his irish accent. 

"Hey Nialler, what'cha doing?" 

"Eating Nando's , you know how much I love it." Niall replied. 

I chuckled, Niall really did love Nando's. 

"Of course mate. You with out Nando's is like me with out Harry". I replied.

Niall was quiet for a second probably because I mentioned Harry. 

"Hey Lou?" Niall asked. 

"Yeah Niall?" 

"What's up with Harry? He's always so nice and charming but he kind of snapped at me while we were ice skating." Niall responded.

I sighed. " Honestly, I have no clue. One minute he's fine then the next he's avoiding me. He hasn't even come home yet." 

" I guess only time will tell. I hope he's okay though."

"Me too." I answered quietly. 

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