One Missed Call [Larry Stylinson]

Chapter Two

*Harrys POV*

I woke up the next morning, cold and alone. Louis had already left. I groaned as I turned over to face the clock. I was quite shocked to see that it was only 8:35am, yet Louis had already gone.

"Louis?" I called, making sure he had actually gone out.

"Lou?" I called once again, no answer. I felt my face drop. Why would he leave so early?

Did he really not want to be near me anymore?

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I grabbed my phone, angrily scrolling through the contacts when I stopped at Louis. I hovered over the call button, then immediately pulled away, scrolling further down.

Liam.

"Have you seen Louis?" I asked, slightly panicked.

"Woah mate, calm down, no I haven't seen him, has he written a note?"

I felt so stupid, why hadn't I thought of that.

"Uh... I actually haven't looked" I said sheepishly, scratching my head.

"Well get to it, Styles." He jokingly demanded.

"Alright, d-did you want to come round later?"

"Yeah sure, what about Louis?" He hesitated.

"Hm probably won't be back until after midnight." I huffed.

"I'll bring the others?"

"Yeah, great, see ya in a bit, bye"

"Bye" He said before I hung up. Sleepily, I dragged myself out of bed and headed downstairs.

I stumbled across a note left on the kitchen counter.

"Sorry Harry. Out with Eleanor. See you later.

-Louis"

I guess I was happy he thought to leave a note but soon it faded as he was out with Eleanor.

I don't really know what possessed me but I needed to find out why he was going out.

Obviously I had managements number so I rang them.

"Hello?"

"Yeah hi, it's Harry."

"What did you want, Mr Styles?"

"It's about Louis, and Eleanor, um did you arrange for them to meet today?" I asked, nervously.

"Uh no, not that I know of Harry, why?"

"Oh nothing, don't matter, thanks." I mumbled into the phone. I quickly clicked the 'end call' and slammed my phone down.

- - - -

Knock Knock Knock.

"M'coming Liam!" I shouted towards the door. "Hey lads"

"Hey Harry" They all greeted.

"Well, I suppose you better come in." I chuckled.

They followed me to the living room and plonked themselves down on the sofa.

"Look mate, I'm sorry yeah, but Louis' doing what he thinks best, alright?" Liam sympathised.

I grunted. "The best for who?" I looked up at Liam who looked defeated.

"Both of you." Zayn added. "He really cares mate" Niall jumped in.

I smiled sadly, maybe he did really care. Just not about me.

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Time passed quite quickly with the lads. It was now 7:45pm. We hadn't left the sofa all day.

"I think we should be going, mate" Liam spoke.

"No! Please not yet." I pouted.

He shook his head and sat back down. "Thanks guys" I said.

Niall moved in closer to me, and huddled against my side. "Anything for our Hazza"

I smiled down to him, then focused my attention back on the TV. Nothing interesting was playing now but it was better than sitting in silence.

- - -

Around 3 hours later, the other lads had fallen asleep, I kept drifting off but I was shaken out of that state when I heard giggling coming from the door.

"Shhh, Harry'll be asleep." I heard Louis hush.

"Oops, sorry, would be a lot better if you lived with me." Eleanor replied. Anger was boiling up inside me.

"Hm" was all I heard Louis respond. Did that mean he wanted to move out? Live with his beard?

I heard the door open and immediately closed my eyes.

"Oh look at that faggot, cuddled up to Niall"

"C'mon babe, be fair, he's gay- not a faggot"

I tried my hardest to restrain my eyes from bursting open. I had to pretend to be asleep.

"I love you" Louis whispered.