The Fanboy Life

Chapter Five

WARNING: STRONG LANGUAGE IN THIS CHAPTER. SORRY.

A/N: Sorry for taking so long for this chapter! I was just really busy...Instagramming...and reading...and such. But next time I'll try not to take so long! How do you guys like the new cover, by the way? I made it :)

Here's chapter five :)

*Louis' POV*

"What did -- " I began before I was interrupted by Harry...kissing me.

For a moment I didn't respond, then I realized "Harry Styles is kissing me...OMG" and I quickly started moving my lips so that he wouldn't stop.

I always thought that kissing Harry Styles would be amazing, but...this was so much more. It was cliché fireworks, and butterflies and probably elephants stomping through my stomach. I loved it.

All too soon though, he pulled away and rested his forehead on mine.

"Hi," he whispered with that cheeky grin of his.

"Hi," I whispered back.

"So that was..."

"Amazing."

He smiled at that. "I thought so, too."

"Guys, now that you're done with your make out fest, do you want to join the rest of us?" Calum snickered, causing me to blush.

"Oh shut up, Calum. Just because you can't get any..." Harry let his sentence trail off, smirking at Calum.

"Ouch! Burn!" Michael screamed, causing other patrons to stare.

"Michael! Shut up," Liam groaned.

"Why don't we leave before someone makes us," Niall suggested nervously looking around at the glaring customers around us.

"Yeah, good idea," Zayn said, "Luke! Ashton! Stop making googley eyes at each other and let's go!"

Luke and Ash, who had in fact been making googley eyes, jumped and blushed.

"Oh, sorry," Luke mumbled. He and Ash smiled at each other, and started holding hands.

"Faggots," I heard someone say behind me.

Ash looked up, and I could see the pain in his eyes.

"Let's just go guys," I whispered.

Luke looked at Ash, then at me.

"No," he said, then let go of Ash and walked toward where the sound had come from.

"Luke, stop." Harry grabbed his arm.

"What?" Luke looked at Harry, whose face was grim.

"Wait for me." And with that, he let go of my hand and started walking.

"Harry!" I chased after him. They had stopped, and were now looking around.

"Who said it?" Luke asked, his tone dark. No one responded.

"Who said it?" Harry banged his fist on an empty table. A guy to his left laughed.

"I did, faggot. What are you gonna do about it?"

At this point, we had the attention of the whole cafe.

"Harry, stop. Please." I grabbed his arm, but he shrugged me off.

"What, you got to have your little faggot boyfriend protect you?"

That was definitely the wrong thing to say.

Harry's face turned red.

"What the fuck did you just say?" He started walking toward the guy.

"I said, 'Do -- " the guy began, but he was cut off by Harry picking him up and slamming him against the wall. The guy looked scared now.

"What did you say," Harry asked again.

"Nothing, man. I'm sorry," the guy started panicking.

"What's your name?"

"Nick. N-Nick Grimshaw (A/N: DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNN lol)," the man replied.

"Well, Nick. Here's what's gonna happen. I'm gonna let you down. Then, you're going to walk over there to my boyfriend and his friend, and apologize. Got that?" Nick started nodding frantically. I'm glad that -- wait. Did Harry call me his boyfriend? Oh my...

Harry let go of Nick, causing him to crash to the ground, pulling me out of my reverie. Nick groaned on the floor for about three seconds, then got up. He walked over and looked at me.

"I'm sorry," he said. He turned and started walking away. After a second, I heard him mumble under his breath.

"Faggot."

I looked up at Harry to see if he had heard. Judging by the look on his face, he had.

All of a sudden, Luke and Harry jumped on Nick, fists flying.

"Oh my gosh. Harry, stop!" I was screaming, and I could hear Ashton doing the same to Luke. I reached in to try to stop it, but I got hit in the stomach.

"Oh, shit!" I screamed. It hurt really bad. Ashton ran over to me.

"Louis, are you okay?" He leaned over me. I had laid on the ground to try to alleviate the pain.

"I think so," I panted, "but it hurts like a motherfucker."

"I've never heard you have such a dirty mouth, Lou. Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine! But if they don't stop, they might not be," I said, sitting back up. Luke, Harry, and Nick were still fighting on the floor.

I walked back over to them. I reached back into the fight, trying to break it up. Someone pushed me, hard. I fell back, and hit my head on the edge of a table.

My vision started going black, and the last thing I heard before I went under was the sound of police sirens, and someone frantically calling my name.

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SO PLOT TWIST. I wasn't expecting that to happen...I honestly had no idea what was going to happen when I started the chapter. Then I kept writing, and...yeah. This came about.

Next chapter is Kandice's!!

~Deshauna