Talk dirty to me (boyxboy) Larry Stylinson

Chapter twenty three.

-Harry point of view.

I woke up to the light shining too bright and making my headache I have even worse. I groaned and pulled the covers over my head.

I turned around about 5 times without finding an enough comfortable place to fall asleep on because Louis had music playing downstairs.

I took a pillow and covered my head with it to close out the sound. I pressed the pillow tighter against my head but I could still hear the music blaring down stairs. I groaned and threw the covers off of me and stumble down the stairs, still half asleep.

“Shut the damn music off before I-” I yelled before I got cut off by something hitting me in the face making me lose my balance and fall to the floor.

“What the fuck” I shouted now wide awake.

I looked around the room to see Liam looking panicked as he hold a hand on his mouth and Louis beside him looking everywhere but on me.

“I’m so sorry Harry” Liam breathed out like he had hold his breath and ran over to me. “Are you okay? Here let me help you up.” Liam helped me back on my feet and asked once again if I was okay. “Yeah I’m alright Liam, don’t worry it was just a pillow.” I said and gave him a reassuring smile.

“Why are you here though? Not meant rude or anything’’

“No offence taken, um” Liam said looking behind me.

“We are here because… we… drank too much… uh no I meant you drank too much, yeah that’s it.”

I looked behind me and Louis made some sign with his hands but stopped when he saw me looking. I gave him a weird look and turned back to Liam.

“We stayed to make sure you would be okay” Liam said and met my gaze again and gave me a smile. “Okay” I said without questing why he was acting so weird. “So is Zayn and Niall here too?” I asked as I turned around and walked in to our kitchen.

“Uh no Zayn and Niall are at home, we kind of forgot about him yesterday but he came home safely so that’s good. Zayn went home just before you woke up and drove over to see how Niall was doing” Liam said as he took a seat at the kitchen table were a cup stood. “There is tea in the pot” Liam said pointing at the pot. “Thanks” I poured some tea in to a cup and sat in front of Liam on the table.

Liam had gone home for about an hour ago so it was just me and Louis left.

We are eating dinner on the sofa in front of the telly and Louis aren’t talking to me and I can’t help but think that it was something I did the previous night but I don’t dare to ask him.

I don’t remember much from the last night so I don’t know if I did something wrong but if I did it must have been something big. So we continue to eat in silence, only the television in the background. It isn’t until we had eaten up to Louis finally speak.

“Do you remember anything from last night?” Louis ask as he plays with the vegetables left on his plate.

“No I just remember some things, why should I? Was it something that I did?” I asked turning to Louis, waiting for his answer.

Louis let his fork go and turned to me with a smile. “No I was just asking.” I smiled back at him but I could see that it was something bothering him.

Louis gave me one last smile and walked out of the room leaving me alone to try to think of what I did wrong, because I’m pretty sure that I’m the problem.

I’m currently laying on my bed in my room trying to remember what happened last night and so far all I remember is me talking to Zayn in a booth.

I sighed and threw the pillow up in the air again and catch it when it fell down. It’s all I have been doing today, laying in my room throwing my pillow in the air and catching it and trying to remember the previous night.

Quite pathetic but I don’t want the awkward tension between Louis and me.

Louis is in his room or so I think he was yelling on someone over the phone for about an hour ago and he might have gone anywhere else on that hour.

I groaned and threw the pillow at my bedroom wall. I’m getting a headache of all the thinking but I want to know what happened.

I sat up on my bed and took my phone out from my pocket and dialed Liam’s number. He knows everything and he is always sober.

“Hello you reached Liam Payne, I’m sorry but I can’t come to phone right now but if it is importing then call-“ I groaned and took the phone from my ear.

I slide the red button across the screen and threw the phone to the end of the bed. I laid down again and rubbed my hand up and down my face in frustration.

“Why can’t I remember?” I asked myself quietly. 

I sat up and looked around my room. Zayn helped me home last night, I got mad at Louis about something and Zayn had fallen asleep on the table so I helped him to our car and then I fell asleep.

Zayn most have helped me in and then he know what happened. I picked up my phone again and called Zayn and waited form him as I listen to the slow beeps. “Hello?”  

Sorry it’s short but I wrote this quickly today because I have had a couple of stressful weeks so I totally forgot about this, so this is just a quick chapter. Hopefully I’ll be able to update tomorrow too and I’ll update faster if I can get more votes and comments because I don’t feel so in to writing this if no one appreciate it…Also sorry if there are some typos like I said I wrote this really quick.