This Is More Than A Bromance: Larry Stylinson

Chapter 23

[Harry]

I cannot believe I just did that! Oddly enough though, I don't regret it, not at all. I'm glad I told him how I felt. Even if his reaction does concern me a bit...

"YEAH!" he shouted, grinning like mad and fist-pumping into the air. A lot of people were looking at us, but it felt like just me and him. The way that it's supposed to be.

I stared at him for a bit, waiting for him to say more. When he didn't, I sighed, getting impatient. And I was feeling more than a little bit insecure.

"So?" I asked, trying to seem confident, although truthfully I felt like running away.

Louis stopped waving his hands and acting like an idiot to look at me, a puzzled expression on his face.

"What do you mean 'so'? WHAT IS GOING ON?!" he yelled, once again attracting everyone's attention. What the hell is wrong with him?! Why do I find it so adorable?!

"Excuse me, if you disturb anyone one more time, you will have to be escorted out of here sir," some waitress said, coming up to us and scowling at Lou.

I found Louis being yelled at by some creepy waitress pretty funny, but the look on Louis's face is what actually made me start laughing uncontrollably. He looked so adorable when he was angry. Wow. That didn't sound gay at all!

I had calmed down a bit after a moment an realized that the chick had left us. Okay... here it goes. He loves you, he loves you not. Either way, you'll be okay. Hey! I just rhymed!

Before I could actually start speaking, Lou interrupted me, holding up a finger to my lips. Ugh, I'm in love with a creep.

"I already fell in love with you, Hazza, silly boy," he said, blushing slightly as I stared at him, eyes wide.

Wait, really? I'm trying to speak, but... it's like my brain doesn't want to do anything right now, it's in that much shock.

I opened my mouth once again, to try and explain why I was acting like an idiot when a few squeals and screams interrupted me.

"HARRY! OH DEAR LORD IT'S HARRY STYLES!" Yeah, I'm just that sexy. 

"OMG LOU! HAVE MY BABIES!!" Oh hells no! HE'S MINE BEOTCH!

"LET ME LICK YOU!" Okay. What?

I didn't even bother responding to the crazies, I was that disturbed. Louis was laughing and waving cheerfully at the girls. I guess he wasn't a bit, erm, scared for his safety? Of course not.

I glared at him, trying to convey with my eyes that I wanted him to calm the hell down, and he did, only to start laughing again.

"Let's. Go. Now." I said stiffly, trying to regain my composure. We ran out, after leaving a very generous tip of course, and Louis was still laughing as we made it back to his car.

"God Harry! Why are you so uptight?" he laughed, pouting childishly. He buckled up and I did the same, not wanting to die if we were to get in an accident.

Ha, that would be so cliché! We declare our love for each other, and then one of us gets hurt in a 'life changing accident.' Pfft. That shit is for the movies and whatnot.

But anyways, back to real life! Louis hadn't yet started driving, instead he was turned in his seat a bit, staring at me expectantly.

But suddenly, I wasn't in the mood for talking about feelings. I wanted Louis, and I wanted him now. I guess Lou must've seen something change in my expression because he smirked sexily, licking his bottom lip and leaning closer to me.