Desire | Larry Stylinson

Two

"Did you really think that that was necessary?"

Louis just rolled his eyes, not in the mood to hear a lecture. "I swear that I didn't do anything."

"Really? Then why did Harry's locked vehicle have a bunch of watermelon lube all over the steering wheel and also a condom on the shifter? You really expect me to believe that a burglar was just playing a prank on him?" Liam challenged.

"Explain to me why I would do that. I know that I don't have a good track record, but that doesn't mean that I would jack up his car like that," Louis sneered. He was lying, but after seeing how Liam was reacting, he wasn't about to tell the truth either. It was funny how he was taking the side of someone that hadn't been by his side through a challenging time in his life like Louis had.

"Louis, just tell the god damn truth. I want to play Mario Kart," Niall whined from the living room.

Liam quirked his eyebrow at that. "Well? Out with it. What, do you think that I'm going to punish you?"

"No, but you'd judge the fuckery out of me if -" Louis started. Liam went to interrupt him, but he stopped him before he could get a word out. "I'm not yet finished. If I were to have done that."

Liam rolled his eyes. "I know that you carry a bottle of lube with you wherever you go and it always happens to be your favorite flavor, which is, oh I don't know, watermelon. The same thing goes for the condoms. You're never caught without them in your wallet because you never know when you'll run into a situation where you need one."

Louis mentally scolded himself for ever telling his friends any of his personal secrets. "Fine. I did it. Why is such a big deal? The cunt deserved it."

"Because it was absolutely rude. You don't do that to people's vehicles," Liam snapped.

"It was a harmless prank! The point is to get a laugh out of it! And you know what? I'm fucking cackling," Louis defended. "You're overreacting, Payno."

"You're not friends with Harry, so that makes it a hell of a lot different than just playing a prank," Liam sneered, sounding just like he was Louis' mum. "When he comes here later, I expect you to apologize to him."

"For saying that you're not going to punish me for playing a harmless prank, you sure seem like you're punishing me," Louis confronted.

"No, I'm being a civilized human being that's acting my age," Liam snarled.

"Acting your age? Really? You're acting like a forty year old mum! And you're sorrily mistaken if you think that I'm going to apologize to that jackass for anything," Louis defended.

With that, he turned around and left Liam standing silently. Niall muttered something to him as he passed, but he didn't listen enough to hear it and just continued walking until he came to the doors that led to the balcony. He needed to breathe before he threw someone or himself off the building.

The last day and a half, he had noticed himself getting significantly more pissed off as the minutes ticked by. It wasn't necessarily at anyone - well, other than Harry. Though he was mostly more pissed off at himself more than anything. How could he have slept with the one person that he absolutely couldn't stand? That was the question that puzzled him and made him hate himself and his stupid decisions more than he already did.

Louis had always been the kind of person that held onto things and dwelled on them. He hated it, but as much as he tried to stop it, he couldn't. That was what he was doing with the situation that he was in and the more he thought about it, the more that he wanted to cut his dick off and replace it with a different one - one that hadn't been inside of one of the people that he hated the most.