finding louis ✈ larry stylinson

day three part two✈️

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day three part two: too fast

"so zayn, anyone lately?"

3:49pm, zayn sits quietly in Eleanor's flat, waiting for the famous louis to show his glamous face.

not that he's in a hurry, it's just doesn't want to sit down all day with eleanor nagging him about his non-existent life.

"no, just a boring life, y'know?" zayn replies with a small sigh, sipping the coffee el prepared him minutes ago.

"lou should be here anytime soon, probably just late at work," el assures, taking a gulp of her coffee and relaxing a bit into her black recliner.

zayn nods at her statement, taking the moment to examine her. his eyes scan over her calm facial features, taking in small brown eyes and the way her pink plump lips curl into a smile showing her beautiful white teeth. the way her brunette hair slings down her shoulders just stopping a bit below her breast area.

"zayn, why are you staring at my boobs?"

"they're the perfect size," zayn lies smoothly, blushing. eleanor's face lights up.

"thanks, i actually got surgery on them a few weeks ago and yet, louis hasn't even noticed but you managed too!" she sighs which leads zayn to rub his palm over his face, really wanting to smack himself in the face so hard for saying that about her boobs.

"but they're small," he mutters quietly under his breath but little did he know, el heard small bits of the sentence but she decides to let it go without hesitation.

"do you personally think louis' gay? i mean honestly, in your opinion zayn," she whispers, pulling her mustard yellow tanktop up, crossing her arms over her chest.

zayn shrugs, "el, when i see him and hopefully get to know the lad and we become the bestest of friends, then i'll let you know."

el chuckles a bit at his reply and finishes off her cup quickly. she stands up and whispers to zayn that she'll be right back. when she leaves the atmosphere, zayn lets go of the breath he was desparately holding in and fishes out his phone to discover three texts; two from harry and one from niall.

harry: did you see him yet?

wait, btw, when you do, can you guess his dïck size for me..please

niall: why is haz walking about lou's d size? it's not like he bottoms..right?

zayn rolls his eyes as he scans the texts, thinking why the hell is harry so eager to find out the size anyways.

"eleanor, babe, i'm home!" a high, heavy britsh accent echos into zayn's ear causing him to raise an eyebrow at the sudden noise. He glances up as the man closes the door, completely oblivious that zayn is sitting right in the living room.

"yay! i have a friend over," el comes out from the kitchen with a blue tanktop on and her hair in a high ponytail, swinging back and forth. zayn squints at her sudden change of clothing but doesn't say anything, just sits there silently.

"who? liam?" the man laughs and kisses el fully on the lips, smiling at the contact.

"no, his name is zayn."

zayn removes his bum from his seat and approaches the man, sending a kind smile his way. the man smiles back as he shakes zayn's small hand.

"name's louis, louis ventures."

"nice to meet you louis, name is zayn." zayn greets, his eyes taking in louis' strange appearance knowing that 'ventures' is the name from the phonebook. louis smiles and tells el that he'll be right back. she shakes her head and lets him go. zayn watches as louis leaves the room, eying how his back muscles move together. he's way taller than zayn imagined.

"el, how old is louis?"

"27, why?"

zayn snaps his head her direction, shock quickly attacking his body.

"say what? how old you are?"

"22..." she whispers, uncertain at the sudden change of zayn's attitude.

zayn gulps and pinches himself to make sure he's seeing things right.

he didn't imagine louis' to be jet black with white streaks nor did he imagine him with piercings and mysterious dark brown eyes. also, not to the mention the height difference.

"shït, um el, i really gotta go, alright?" zayn fishes out his phone to check the time.

4:39pm

louis suddenly comes out of the room from the back and enters with a cigarette poking from his lips, smoke flying from the end tip.

due to zayn's bad luck, he groans wanting to actually smoke with louis.

"wanna join, zayn?" louis asks but zayn denies the offer.

"i would but i have to go. nice to meet you louis and hope us three will meet again—hopefully."

"aw okay, bye zayn!" eleanor leads him to the from door, opening it politely. zayn finally says bye and exits the flat with a heavy sigh following behind. he takes out his phone again, allowing his fingers to way their way through the device and finally clicking on the contract. the rings goes off and the line picks up.

"what zayn? anything about his dïck size yet? is he hot?"

"harry, i think we should slow down on the wedding plans..."

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Guys im so sorry for not updating, ik its been awhile :l

I absolutely love how you as readers are loving the plot and the story! it literally makes me happy when I see comments gahhhh sorry im a sucker for sweet shit ha

anyways sorry don't kill me but I really wanna hear y'all thoughts on this chapter

(btw I have a dinner dance tonight so ill see the comments :))

-eddie xx