My Best Friend's Brother {ft. Larry Stylinson And Ziam}

Chapter 4

{Louis POV}

{7:40am}

I awoke from the best sleep I've had in years. I guess school had put a lot of unnecessary weight on my shoulders. The room was still pitch dark because the tent black curtains smothered the sunlight. So, I decided to go back to sleep. Just as I was snuggling back into the soft navy blue covers, my phone rang. That damn phone, always ringing at a bad time! I decided to let it ring because it just might be Eleanor and she knows how much I cherish my sleep. Just when I thought it would never stop, the horrid sound was finally muted. I smiled to myself and cuddled into the warmth of my bed once again. No longer than 5 minutes later, it started to ring again. I ignored it again because now I know it's El. This time I hit ignore and fell back to sleep.

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{11:15am}

"Boo"

"Boobear"

"Boooobearrrr?", a voice kept saying.

"What do you want", I murmured in my sleep.

"Take care of Harry while I'm gone, k?", the voice said.

"Why and where are you going?"

"I'm going to see my boyfriend, and I need you to keep Harry company. Can you do that for me, please?", the voice, which I now recognized as Eleanor's, spoke softly in my ear. I rolled over onto my stomach and sighed.

"Sure. Be back before 9, keep your undies on and don't get pregnant", I recited the short list of warnings we came up with to make she doesn't become a slut.

"OK. Thanks a lot, boo. It really means a lot to me."

"El, he's your 18 year old brother, not a puppy. It's not like he needs me. Go see Jason. Bring me back something to eat, too", I said as I look up at her. She was wearing a blue sundress and a blue visor with the word Beauty on it. She also had her black Ray Bans that matched mines.

"Right. Ok, see ya", she said before she kissed me on my forehead and left. Finally, peace and quiet. I slowly felt myself sink back into warmth and was asleep not a second later.

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{1:06pm}

A little while later, I decided that it was time to get up. I turned to lay on my back and grabbed my blue and black cased iPhone. I pressed the on button and the screen came to life. It was a pretty good time to make lunch. And I know what you're thinking, "it's past lunch time. Why don't you skip it and wait for dinner?". I have two words for that. Hell. No.

I untangled myself from the bundle of covers and sheets around me and stood up to step away from the mess that is my bed. I opened my door and took a step outside of my room for a good old stretch. Right away, the amazing smell of blueberries and bacon smacked me in the face. I skipped down the 10 steps that had become a routine for me every since I moved in. When I reached the 6th step, Harry came into view and he was only in his underwear. I stopped at the bottom of the 10th step.

"Standing in only his boxers was the one and only, Harry Styles looking extremely cute, might I add", I said in the best narrator voice I could with a wink at the end. I don't know why I felt comfortable saying that but I did. He looked over to me, smiled and returned to cooking the amazing smelling food. That smile could heal a million sick children. I smiled back at him and walked toward him. He looked me up and down and his wandering green eyes stopped at my midsection.

"Hey, we're matching!", he so childishly pointed out. I looked down at my body to see that Harry wasn't all lying, just a tad bit off. Both of us were in our underwear, yes, but I had burgundy briefs and colorful ankle socks on whereas he had black boxer shorts and bare feet.