Larry Stylinson One Shots

Boy Meets Boy <3

AN//  Based off of the video/song When Boy Meets Boy by Matt Fishel. Idk if it’s on YouTube so search it on google SO. Enjoy ig :c

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Louis doesn’t know what he’s doing. He never goes out like this anymore. Unless, of course, Niall forces him too, which, then he has to go. Not really, but he can’t say no to hanging out with Niall so. But still. He’s just walked into the bar down the street with Niall, and now he’s standing alone because Niall already walked off, the bloody wanker he is.

A lot of people were standing around and talking, sipping at their drinks. The music was loud enough and the whole placed reeked of alcohol and sweat and Louis made a face to that. Sticking his hands in his pockets, he made his way over to the bar and found himself a spot in the middle of a few open stools, tapping on the counter, patiently waiting for the bartender to come along.

There weren’t many girls, he noted, but the ones that were around were all hanging off someone’s arm already and that makes him even more irritated with Niall. Niall had claimed he wanted to come down and find a girl or something, and now, well.

That’s why Louis’ not too fond of going to bars and parties and clubs and whatnot. Most everybody there is always looking for just a quick shag, and don’t get Louis wrong; he has nothing against that at all. It’s just, he’s kind of, maybe, been looking for somebody to be in a real relationship with. And he’s gay too, which makes everything that much harder for him.

“Can I help you sir?” Louis looked up from his twiddling thumbs to see… Zayn, he guesses, from what the nametag on the dark-haired boy claimed. The boy was quite pretty, with an amazing jaw and dark eyes, and Louis could see the tattoos on his arm. Yes, very pretty indeed.

“Um. Sure,” he started awkwardly, feeling his cheeks warm up. “Just a beer I guess.”

“Not to make the whole bartender-has-a-deep-talk-with-the-customer cliché thing, but why are you so down?”

Louis smiled, amused by what Zayn had, taking a small sip of the beer handed to him. “Eh. Just wanted to stay in tonight but my friend made me come out with him.” He took another long drink from the cold beer then turned a little, in search of his friend. “There. The blond,” he said, pointing to Niall, who was talking with a group of boys.

“Oh. Niall? I know him. He hangs out with Liam sometimes.” Louis looked up at Zayn with a raised eyebrow. “Liam’s the one with light brown hair, red shirt. ‘S my boyfriend.”

He glanced over and sure enough, there was a boy to that description standing next to Niall, laughing. Odd, he looks like a cute puppy, but Louis can see the tattoo on his arm, and he’s dating Zayn. “How is it that we’ve never met then?” Louis asked, looking back at Zayn as he drank some more. “Niall’s like my brother and I’ve been here plenty of times. I’m sure he would’ve brought you up.”

Zayn only shrugged, his head turning when somebody called his name. “I have no idea. You should hang out with us sometime, but I have to go so we’ll talk later?”

“Or I can just go sit with Niall and Liam was it?” Zayn nodded and said a quick bye, going to help some other people at the bar.

Though Louis didn’t move from his spot. The stool cushion was comfortable and he didn’t really feel like having to walk through all the people just so he could sit and be quiet even more.

Now, Louis used to be a partier. Big time. He’s just out of Uni now, but back in his first or few years, Louis would hang out with everybody and he was loud and crazy and he loved being drunk. But, over the years, he’s matured and now that he’s got a job as Theatre teacher in the local school, he can’t really be like Niall is. Can’t bring people home, can’t drink so much or yell and sing too loud or otherwise his voice will sound like shit at school, and he needs his voice for school.