This Is More Than A Bromance: Larry Stylinson

Chapter 22

[Louis]

As Harry and I were trying to leave, Niall decided to be an asscheek and make a comment about Harry and I. Hmph!

"You guys finally gettin' it in, eh?" he had asked, making the other lads laugh.

I tried pulling Harry out of there before Niall could say anything else but he stopped suddenly, an evil smirk on his face.

"Just as much as you and Liam this morning. Remember, in the shower? Damn, you lads are loud!" he said cheekily.

We all laughed at that, and it was even funnier watching Liam's expression. Poor lad. It's not his fault Niall is a jerk face.

Harry and I left at that, Niall sputtering random nonsense. Hehe.

Winning!

"So, what are we gonna do today Haz? I don't think anyone is going to appreciate our sneaking off though..." I said, chuckling a bit as I thought of how others would react.

We were in my car. It's black. Yeah, I don't know shit about cars, since that's Harry's job.

Harry chuckled as well, probably thinking the same thing but then stopped, grinning like mad.

I just looked at him warily, kind of leaning away, because when he gets like that? Trust me - you want to be as far away as possible. "What?" I asked, although I didn't really want to know.

"Let's have a party!" he said smiling. Oh, okay then. A party. Idiot.

"Yeah, no!" I declined, and he stopped grinning, instead he glared at me, pouting a bit. Damn, he's sexy. Cough.

"Why?" he whined, still pouting his thin lips sexily.

I laughed at his expression, he was like a little kid when he didn't get what he wanted. Even worse than Niall, which is kind of shocking.

"Because then it wouldn't be just me and you, remember?" I said quietly, blushing slightly. I can't believe I just admit that!

Yeah, I want to spend time with just him, and that is the only reason I don't want to have a party, but I don't want to seem pathetic. Damn it.

He was silent for a moment, and all I could think was 'Shit Shit Shit Shit.' before he finally spoke.

"You're right Lou, sorry! Of course I want to spend time with just you. You're my boobear! I just, wanna get drunk, y'know?" he said, still looking hopeful.

Oh shit. I am going to regret this... Oh yes I will. But, what the hell, lets do it!

"You... Uh... Erm." I stuttered out, blushing like mad. Never mind! Let's not do it!! I act like a crazy man when I'm drunk. Grrr.

"Let's just... hang out at the park or something," I finished lamely, cringing at my own idea. The park. How friggin' lame.

Harry just laughed at me. Douche. I was about to take back the idea but he stopped me before I could get another word in.

"The park sounds lovely, boo," he said softly, closing his eyes and leaning back into the seat. Well... Alrighty then. To the park we go.

The ride to the park was quiet. Too quiet. I've always wanted to say that! Or... think it?

"What are you thinking about Harry?" I asked once we had arrived to the park. We had arrived, but I didn't unlock the car yet. I wanted to know what was on my Hazza's mind.

"Oh... nothin', let's go!" he said cheerfully. Something was off though. Oh well, it probably really is nothing. Sometimes my Harry gets too caught up in his thoughts and forgets everyone else. It's quite adorable, actually (unless he forgets me).