Give Me Love ~LarryStylinson Fanfic {was not written by the owner of account}

Chapter Fifteen

-louis pov-

I woke up feeling someone next to me, I opened my eyes only to find Harry sound off sleep. He looked so peaceful. Harry had many beautiful sides but this one I liked the most. His hair was messy, his eyes close and you can see his eyelashes resting on his cheek bones. His lips were pinker than ever and slighly parted he was breath-taking. I looked at my phone to find what time it was. It was 12:45pm. Oh.

Wait! It was 12:45 fucking pm! I sprinted up from the bed realizing the boys were here already and they probably saw me with Harry! This was not good. I got into the bathroom and stripped down and took a shower. After I took a quick shower I got dressed and walked out only to find Harry still sleeping. He was so cute when he slept. I didn't wanna wake him and if one of the boys saw us so be it at the moment all that mattered was the curly haired lad laying in my bed. My stomache grumbled making me realized I hadn't eaten a proper meal in what seem like forever. I decided to go downstairs and might as well eat something. As I was walking past the living room I realized three figure most likely still drunk snoring in the living room. Niall was on the floor still fully dressed with a beer by his side, Zayn was on top of Liam who was laying on the couch. They were all sleeping and seemes not to have moved from here all night. I smiled and decided to just go in the kitchen and look for something to eat. Since I wasn't so good at cooking I just made two bowls of Cocoa Puffs. One for me and one for the beautiful curly hair boy upstairs. I was about to bring the bowls upstairs when I fealt two arms around my waist. I turned around to see a grinning boy with beautiful green eyes. Why did it take me so long to realize how in love I was with Harold Edward Styles?

"How are you so cute, Lou?" Harry asked with inocence in his eyes.

"I'm not cute! I'm hot!" I protested laughing, hitting his bicep.

"No. You're a cute princess. Cinderlou." Harry smirked.

I pouted. Wow this boy really brings the worst out of me, but in a good way I guess.

"H-Harry? Whoa! Um, are y-you in h-here brah?" Niall slurred stumbling as he walked to the kitchen. I quickly got out of Harry's grasp, grabbed my bowl of cereal, and sat on the counter opposite of Harry eating it. Harry gave me a confused look but I ignored it as Niall came in the kitchen.

"Hey, Harry! Oh. Look who finally decided to come out their hole. Welcome back Louis!" Niall joked he clearly was still a bit drunk but not much. I only waved in response.

"So what you make for breakfast? I'm starving!" Niall exclaimed patting his flat stomach whilst grinning.

"Erm. I um..."

"This would do I guess. Though I do prefer Lucky Charms." Niall interupted Harry taking the bowl of cereal I had made for Harry and started eating it.

I finished my bowl of cereal when my phone ringed. Eleanor. I was really starting to hate her to be honest.

"You gonna take that?" Harry asked pouring milk on his Apple Jacks.

"Uh yup." I said jumping down from the counter, leaving the kitchen and went outside in the balcony to answer.

"Yeah?" I  groaned.

"Hey, babe!" She said over excitedly.

"Whatcha want?" I said dragging a hand trough my hair frustrated.

"Hang out? Maybe?" She giggled annoyingly.

"You do realize I am in America and that is not possible?" I rolled my eyes.

"Well, it is now I am at the airport! Come pick me up darling." She said before hanging up.

"WHAT? NO!" I yelled into the phone but it was already beeping. Dead end.

I walked back in to the hotel only to find everyone already awake.

I heard a very unappealing voice and very familiar voice coming from the kitchen. I walked into the kitchen only to find Nick hugging into Harry. I cleared my throat and Nick let go of Harry.

"Oh hello Lewis how are you?" He said smugly.

"I am great." I said with no trace of emotion in my voice.

"You know him, Lou?" Harry asked smiling brightly at both of us.

"Unfortunately, yes. And you? You remember him?" I asked a bit hurt that he would remember Nick Grimshaw out of all people and not me!

"Yeah. It's Nick. My best of friends!" Harry said putting an arm around Nick. And I soon just wanted to punch that stupid smile out of Nick's face.

I'm not jealous? No... well.

"Oh, looks like Harold finally remembered you, Tomlinson. Congrats." He smirked making my anger grow inside of me.

Harold? What the hell? Really? He just needs to stop!

"Yeah, he has. Actually he has remembered lots of things that are between him and I. Not just my name and face but other things. If you know what I mean." I said smirking at Nick and winking at the now blushing Harry.

Harry was so cute!

"Is that so? Then whatever did happen to your lovely girlfriend, Eleanor Calder? Or should I say beard?" Nick laughed and before I could stop myself I said something I regret.

"Shut the hell up you fucking faggot! I'm not gay and don't ever insult Eleanor again!" I said pushing him into the frige. And then he smiled! He fucking SMILED! Which make me realise what he was doing! Stupid me. I let go of his shirt and turn around to find Harry looking down at his figeting hands.

"Well, that was weird. You know I'm just gonna head out already. Bye, love." Nick said waving to Harry. But I barely heard him since my heart was beating on my ears. Harry waved back not glancing up.

"Harry..." I tried but when he looked up at me I fealt like I was gonna fall.

He had tears falling from his green eyes. They were running down his pink cheeks and I fealt like and arse.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled.

"What?" I said shocked.

"I said I'm sorry, Louis." He said a bit louder sounding angry.

"I know what you said..."

"Then why the hell ask what I said?!" He yelled. I knew if we kept this up the other boys will come down from their rooms.

"Calm down, Haz, please?" I breathed trying to calm him.

"I AM calm, Louis! So fucking calm!" He sarcastically laughed.

"Look, what I just said I didn't mean..." I tried but I was cut off.

"I KNOW exactly what you meant! Okay! And I'm sorry for trying to make you into a faggot when you're not. Why don't you just go fuck your lovely girlfriend and stop messing with my head, Tomlinson!" He spat and walking out the kitchen bumping into Liam as he did.

"Umm. Ok? So Louis, Eleanor..." He started but I waved him off.

"Yeah. I know." I said walking out the hotel wiping the tears that were starting to fall with the back of my hand.

Fuck my life.