Bully Me [Larry/Ziall | AU]

Bully Me : Chapter 42 (Part 1)

Chapter 42 (Part 1)

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Loud music blasted into their ears as soon as they stepped into the living room, where the party was going on in full swing. Louis couldn't help but cringe at the overflowing pile of red cups and paper plates that had been left unattended on the huge glass table, in front of the two love seats. Couples had claimed most of the spots on the L-shaped lavender love seats, leaving the rest of the crowd to find a place on the floor, the sparsely scattered chairs or the seats besides the swimming pool. 

'I wanna go back.' Niall whispered in Louis's ears when Zayn turned to greet some of his fellow mates. 

Almost everybody in the party knew them, some put on a fake smile, not wanting to get into any trouble, while some threw them disgusted looks without any restrained. As far as Louis could tell, from the disapproval on their faces, they weren't happy about Harry being gay or anyone being gay for that matter. 

The dumb blondes pursued their lips together, flicking their hair to one side before going back to sucking their boyfriend's face, but not before scrunching up their nose as Louis and Niall passed by them. 

'I wanna go back too, Ni. But we can't, not when Stan has invited us personally.' Louis whispered back. He would have given an arm and leg to get out of this place, but he couldn't be so rude to someone who had gone to great lengths to arrange this party and to invite them. 

He had never met Stan before nor had Niall mentioned him before the phone call he placed to invite him to the party. He knew his friend well, and could deduce that Stan hadn't made a good impression on him. But he hoped the meeting wouldn't turn stale before he had the chance to talk to the guy. Maybe, there was some misunderstanding...maybe Niall had read him wrong. 

'Why do you care? You don't even know the guy. All you have to do is slip away in between the next song; nobody would notice your absence.' Niall suggested, but Louis shook his head slowly. 

It wasn't in his nature to ignore a person, be it a friend or an enemy. He was raised to be polite to everyone he interacted with, and he planned to do the same with Stan. Niall groaned on his side, and he couldn't help but laugh at the frustration on his face. 

'Why are you trying to push me off the grid so soon? Do you plan on doing something with your boyfriend? Planning on getting naughty?' Louis giggled. 

'What? No!' Niall exclaimed and turned bright red. Even with the dim lights and blaring red shards of the disco ball, Louis could see the darkening of his cheeks and couldn't but laugh more. 

'I was only trying to give you more free time with your boyfriend.' Niall mimicked Louis, stressing on the word 'boyfriend' in the same way as the blue-eyed boy. 

Now, it was Louis's turn to blush and turn away from the Irish lad who was laughing shamelessly at his face. He knew that his heart was silently wishing for the same, to spend more precious moments with Harry and maybe...maybe. 

'Hey look! They changed the song!' Niall shouted, interrupting his dangerous train of thoughts. 

Louis sighed and shook his head. What was he thinking? He couldn't let his mind wonder into those forbidden regions yet, into those wet dreams that had troubled him on countless times. There would be a time for those fantasies, those sweet moments were his dreams might turn into reality or even better...with this Harry. 

His eyes immediately sort out the handsome guy with the beanie, with his head down, talking to some of his other classmates. There was a smile on his face, that brief stretch of his lips which said he was glad but not too happy. He had only ever let down his guard in front of Lou. His laughter, the real one, was a rarity and even Louis wasn't lucky enough to hear it often. But he was secretly glad that the boy found him special enough to be free in front of him. 

'Lou? Lou?' Niall shook him, snapping him out of his day dream and the goofy grin that had surfaced on his lips, turned into a frown. 

'What is it?' 

'It’s your favorite song!' Niall squealed, almost making Louis jump at the high tenor. 

'So what if it is? It’s not like I am going to dance on it. I chose to listen to it then break someone's leg.' Louis shouted over the music and scowled at Niall. The boy had a way of getting under his skin at times. There was no way he would dance in front of an audience, it would be a disaster. 

None of his friends knew that Louis was a terrible dancer. He never went to, too many parties so that secret, remained a secret for a long time until. The guy thought his moves were more like a penguin than anything else, and it terrified him to even think about Harry's reaction if he found out about it. 

'Oh c'mon Lou! I know you want to dance with Harry! Its written on your face!' 

Louis snapped his head back at Niall, wondering if he had been too engrossed in drooling over the hot guy and had given Niall the wrong idea. But then again, it would be nice to just stay in Harry's arms and sway to the slow music like they did in the movies. 

'Did anyone say dance?' a low chuckle sounded right beside him and Louis froze. 

His heart almost stopped beating at the closeness of their bodies and the heat that his arm was experiencing. He didn't have to turn to know who that teasing tone belonged to, that thick accent which made him shiver on the inside. 

'Lou? Do you wanna dance with me?' 

All the air rushed out of his lungs, making him breathless and dizzy in the head. His vision blurred and he couldn't see anything except for Niall's face which was fuzzy around the edges. The idiot had a wide smile plastered on his face and his eyes were fixed on something above Louis's shoulder. 

'Lou?' 

Strong arms wrapped around his trembling waist, pulling his flushed body back, colliding with the smooth chest he loved so much. Louis was gasping for air while all of his sensory nerves were focused on the delicious body pressing against him. He didn't care about the fact that he was a bad dancer or that they were present in public. He simply wanted to melt in his arms and stay there forever. 

'Harry.' he breathed, though the sound came out as a soft moan.  

Harry laughed his low, sexy laugh that Louis loved so much. He was pleased with the response he was getting and tightened his hold on Louis, causing him to hum with pleasure against his body. The mere sound of it was enough to turn him on and he suddenly wanted to hear more of it. 

'Would you like to dance with me?' he asked. 

Louis was unable to form any coherent words as he was still biting down on his lips, holding back the moan that was threatening to spill out. He couldn't concentrate on anything, not with the feel of Harry's bulge so close to his skin. His mind was already conjuring up those fantasies that Louis had promised himself, to keep hidden until the right moment. He was helpless against these overwhelming feelings and did the only logical thing he could think of. 

He vigorously nodded his head, silently shouting - Yes! Yes I would love to dance with you! 

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[ I know the chapter is really short and I am really sorry for not writing more >-< ! Since I was behind with the updates I thought something is better than nothing lol! I will post the next part soon ^^. Don't forget to vote and comment - xxSMxx]