Larry Struggles

The Bet

         *Louis’ POV*

“Hey Uhhm… Haz, I Uhhm…”

“It’s cool,” I interrupt “I’m not gonna tell anyone about the kiss.”

“Yeah, you had BETTER not! But that’s… not what I meant…”

“Well then what did you mean? You wanna snog again? Hahaha”

“WE DIDN’T SNOG! I’m not GAY, Styles! I’m not like YOU!”

“Uhhm… Lou…” Zayn mumbles, “Lou, what are you talking about? You, you snogged Styles?”

“Listen, Zayn…”

“No, it’s cool man; I respect your… lifestyle hahaha. But, now that I know you are gay… I bet you this,” He holds out a small baggie full of weed, “that you won’t go and kiss styles again, and get him to kiss you back…”

I scowl at him. He knows I’ll take the bet, I mean, after all, Hazza is kinda cute. Right? You know, in the, nerdy, AP student, kinda way…

I sigh… “You’re on.” I walk over to Harry and look at him for a sec.

“Look, Louis, I think we should just-” He is cut off when I push my lips back down onto his, after a second of confusion, he starts to kiss me back, slow at first, but then he starts sucking on my silver lip ring, making me smile.

*Harry’s POV*

As I kiss the slightly shorter, tattooed boy, I wrap my hands around his neck and my twist my fingers in his short, black hair, right before he pulls away. “That didn’t happen either…” he tells me.

I nod, still half expecting his lips to find mine again, but they never do. He turns away from me and walks back to Zayn, grabbing the bag from his hand, not even stopping to say two words. Zayn jogs after him and says, “Wow, dude! I said a KISS, not to rape his mouth with your tongue…” he laughs as he shakes his head.

BELL RINGS

“Oh, shit…” I whisper to myself, grabbing my books and racing over to where my car is parked, hoping not to be stopped by the bullies who so frequently linger around my dark blue Jeep, at the end of the day. When I get outside, I am stopped, not by the bullies, but by none other than THE Louis Tomlinson… outside of my car. Not waiting for me as you may have suspected though… he was beating up the 2 guys who harass me every day. I blushed as I thought about us being together, I quickly dismiss the idea when I see Louis’ head snap up and his gorgeous; smile, cross his face. He waves at me, just as a clenched fist makes contact with his perfectly chiseled jaw. The 2 boys run off after they think they have done enough damage. I run over to him and thank him, but insisting that I don’t need protecting.

“Uhhm... Haz, I don’t know if you have noticed, but those guys are on my football team… you definitely need SOME sort of protection…” he advices he as he rubs his, now bruised, jaw.

“Come on” I tell him.

“What do you mean?”

“Get in the car, stupid…” he gives me a little smile before he finally gets in the passenger seat.

“You know, I could have handled them myself” I lie

“Okay… Haha big, bad Harry”

“So, Uhhm… Louis, do you want to come over for a bit, or do you just want a ride home?” I ask, as we pull out of the school parking lot.

“Ehh… my parents won’t be home until 7, so I got some time to kill… sure I’ll stop by for a bit.” He tells me, not taking his eyes off his silver watch.

“Okay, cool. I just gotta stop and get some poster boards for my English assignme-” I am cut off when his phone starts to ring.

“Hello? Oh, hey Liam, what’s up?...... Haha yeah, I know, Zayn told me…….. Okay, sounds good….. Wait, can I bring someone?...... Haha no, just a friend….. Okay sweet, thanks….. Okay…..bye” He gives me a smile as he hangs up the phone.

“What was that about?” I ask

“Oh, that? Nothing. Liam is just having a birthday party Saturday night and wanted to see if I was gonna be there Haha”

“So, what did you tell him?”

“What do you mean? I told him yes, of course. Haha”

“But, we have an English assignment due on Monday…”

“So? What’s your point?”

“Hahaha, Louis Tomlinson, you are such a bad ass…” he says sarcastically

“Haha, I try! So, anyway, what are you doing tomorrow night?”

I blush, trying not to look too flattered, I reply “uhh.. I don’t know, why? Did you want to do something? I thought there was that party tomorrow?”

“Haha I know, I just wanted to see if you would come with me…”

“Haha ohh… uhh… well…” I stammer, “We are here.” I tell him as we pull up to the house. We both grab our bags and head inside the 2 story house.