Photographer (Larry) -DISCONTINUED-

Chapter 5

Disappointment was clear in my eyes as we all watched Harry Styles turn around the corner and vanish into the sea of people. I sighed and kicked an empty sprite can which was near my feet.

"I'm sorry this didn't work out Lou." Liam said sadly and I just shook my head.

"I was so fucking stupid thinking that this would work." I said running my hand through my hair.

"No Louis you-"

"Fuck Harry Styles." I said bluntly cutting whatever Liam was going to say off. "I don't need him!" I said as I started walking towards the car. I heard a groan probably from Zayn and then they were both walking beside me.

We reached the car and we all got in and started the drive home. I just rested my head on the window cursing myself for being so stupid and actually believing that Harry Styles would just happily agree to help me with my project. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Soon enough we got home and we all got out of the car and made our way inside. I sat down on the couch and sighed as I turned the TV on. I sat there, quietly as I could hear Liam and Zayn discussing something behind me. Then one of them hissed and I heard a slapping noise. Liam must  of slapped Zayn, he's always the one who gets abused.

Then I heard their feet padding on the floor. I guess they went to the kitchen or something. Only ten minutes later I heard my name being called and I groaned.

"What?" I yelled.

"Come here!" Liam shouted back.

I got up and walked into the kitchen seeing they weren't there. With furrowed eyebrows I turned around and made my way down the hallway, noticing that the two of them were in my room. I stood in the doorway, crossing my arms across my chest.

"What are you two doing in my room?" I asked and Liam sent me an innocent smile.

"Looking for something." He sang and I took another step in looking around to see that my room was messier than usual.

"What is this something then? It must be important if you're willing to break the law." I mused and Zayn looked up at me with curious eyes.

"What do you mean break the law?" He wondered.

"Well you are obviously breaking and entering." I said motioning to the two of them. Zayn rolled his eyes as he looked under my bed.

"We're looking for those boxes filled with all those pictures. I mean you have so many that you don't need a cocky model. I mean you took some really amazing ones." Liam said and I thought about it a minute.

"They're in here." I said walking up to my wardrobe and opening it, reaching up and grabbing two shoe boxes from the shelf.

"Zee, I told you to look in the closet!" Liam scolded.

"I did but Louis is already out." He gushed, his lips twitching into a smirk. Liam chuckled and I rolled my eyes.

"Like I said the other day, you are the worst at saying jokes and you are even worst at the gay ones." I said shaking my head.

"You're just jealous you don't have a sense of humour like I do." Zayn grinned.

"Please! You wouldn't even know what humour is if it slapped you in the face." I retorted.

"Burn!" Liam yelled.

"I thought we were looking at these stupid pictures." Zayn muttered as he sat on the bed and opened one of the boxes.

"Zaynie ran out of comebacks!" I sang and Liam laughed.

"Zaynie is going to kick your ass!" Zayn mocked and I stuck my tongue out at him.

We spent the rest of the night sorting the pictures out in piles. We had a 'no' pile, a 'yes' pile and a 'maybe' pile. It took forever but we had gotten through all the pictures. I put the 'no' pile back into the shoe box and then we started going through the 'maybe' pile again. After a lot of work and a lot of disagreeing we had ended up with two pictures.

I held them at arm length looking at the one and then the other. I furrowed my eyebrows as I couldn't decide so I turned the pictures around and showed them to Liam and Zayn. 

"Which one?" I asked and I watched as they both looked at them and Liam hummed in thought.

"I prefer the left one." Zayn said and then I turned to Liam.

"Yeah me too. You look really happy and I really like your coat." Liam smiled and I snickered.

"Jeez Liam you sure have been sending some mixed signals lately." I teased and he hit me.

"I hate you." He said.

"Love you too." I sang 

Liam rolled his eyes and I sent him a flirty wink. "Go to bed you doof!" Liam chuckled as he and Zayn got up.

"Night Lou." They both said as they left my room closing the door behind them.

"Night guys." I called.

After putting away my pictures and keeping out the one I wanted for class, I turned on the laptop and got changed, wearing my pyjama bottoms. I then went on Twitter. I started scrolling down the home page when a certain tweet had caught my eye.

@HarryStyles: Dreams are dreams because they never come true. You know who you are #sorrynotsorry