finding louis ✈ larry stylinson

day four part one✈️

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day four: exs are sometimes the best

"niall!"

"what?"

"have you seen a piece of paper with a number on it? anywhere?"

"nope, sorry."

"well help me find it because it has taylor's number on it!"

niall loudly groans from the couch, grabbing the remote from the side of him and switches off the tv. he groans again as he gets up and travel himself over to harry who's literally—seriously literally—pulling at his curls in frustration. niall stiffles back a chuckle, grabbing harry's hands to stop his mini misery.

"calm down, haz, we'll find it, jesus,"

harry sends him a death glare, "you think this a joke? do you want me to cancel all of your future recording of law and order svu?"

niall's eyes turn into huge gumballs, "shït, alright, alright, no please don't!"

"that's what I thought,"

it already being day four of the search of finding louis, harry has been completely focusing on louis—which isn't a surprise to niall and zayn because it's a first for him. after hearing the surprising but yet strange news from zayn, they decided as one to slow down their pace and actually take consideration on how exactly to find this louis.

and the worst part is; they don't have a last name

of course with billions of 'louis' in the world and being the sneaky meanie, harry thought, fate had to pelt a quest into his path.

niall gulps, "okay, did you look in the kitchen draws?"

harry raises an eyebrow, "and why the hell wo—"

"just answer the question!"

"yes,"

"under bed?"

"yes,"

"bathroom?"

"yes,"

"living room?"

"'course,"

"every room in the house basically, right?"

harry gives an annoyed nod but niall doesn't notice.

"Maybe you left it in your skinnies? Ma-"

a light bulb flickers on over harry's head causing him to shout "oooooooo" and suddenly run up the stairs to his bedroom, leaving niall tsking quietly. harry runs back down thirty-five seconds later with his cellphone and a crumpled piece of blue paper wedged between his fingers as he slows down, encountering niall again with short breaths.

"got it," he says. niall rolls his eyes.

"what is it for anyways?"

"do you remember taylor?"

"um, wait no-" then niall chokes. "didn't you date her? swift girl?"

"yeah her, i still have her number so an idea popped into my head yesterday!" harry beams, doing a little dance, twirling around with his arms high in the air as niall still reminds dumbfounded.