Happier With You || Larry Stylinson AU

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SIGN OF THE TIMES
Can I please make that any bolder?
I'm so proud and excited of Harry and the other boys. They seem so happy and yeah, I'm in love with this song.

*COMMENT HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT THIS AMAZING SLICE OF HEAVEN THAT WE HAD THE PRIVILEGE TO HEAR*

louis

"Lou you poo"

A light hearted chuckle comes afterwards, it makes me laugh at the fact that he's currently laughing at himself.

Making my way back to the room, a smile slips onto my lips as I take in the sight in front of me.

Hazza lays there, his back on the soft carpet as he pretends to make angels on the ground.

"you okay there hazz?" I ask, my eyes never leaving the big blob on the ground. His closed eyes suddenly snap open and he grins in my direction, dimples and all. "i'm good. Yeah... i'm great Lou"

"okay" I mumble, smiling. I make my way over to the bed, stepping over him in the process. Just as i'm lifting my last foot over, I feel a tight grip on my ankle. This causes me to loose my balance and when he lets go, my face goes head first into the bed with a 'hmph'.

I groan, but end up chuckling at the duck like laughter that echoes through out my room."oh god" he says, breathing heavily after the laughing fit he'd just had.

In stead of making a deal of what had just occurred, I shake my head - amused. Making each other fall over seems to be our thing. It's not like we get hurt in the process, its just funny I guess.

He stands up and stretches his arms towards the roof. I notice his shirt slightly rise and I can't help but let my eyes drop towards the inked skin that peaks out. I knew he had tattoos, what do you think I did the night after the concert? Pft, definitely did not get off to the thousands of images of harry styles, shirt less and all. I mean, that would just be like, really creepy.

Okay, so I might have done exactly that. But that's for me to know, and for him to never find out. Hell, I still don't even know if he's even into guys or not. He hasn't confirmed or denied it, but yet, its not like he denies my small touches or anything remotely relatable to what people would consider being gay or bisexual. Plus, with all of the rumours, or what I hope to be rumours because well, this Harry seems nothing like what the media make him out to be, it just makes it harder for me to figure him out.

Apparently he's a womaniser, apparently he's a man whore, apparently he just uses girls and leaves them with out hesitation. How? How is this perfect, innocent human being made to be something so horrible? I've known him for what, three weeks? And I already know he's not like that. Anyone who knows him knows that the Harry portrayed in the media is definitely not the same Harry that sits here in front of me and I highly doubt he'd be able to act this genuine. In fact, I didn't even really let my self consider that option, because I know my self that he is a terrible actor. I know this from when he tries to be angry with me, but fails miserably because his eyes just can't help but speak the truth every time. Or when him, Niall and Liam were trying to prank me by dumping milk over my head. The whole time Harry was extremely fidgety, he was even sweating a tad. So when it was about to land on me, he pushed me out of the way and took the load for me. He didn't even explain himself before I let myself hug the guy for saving his life. I didn't care about the fact that he was literally covered in milk, that it was covering me more and more as I hugged him. Or that the fact that the whole concept of him taking the load off of me was now basically pointless because I became drenched.