Falling Again [Larry Stylinson]

Chapter Twenty Three-It Takes Three

Flipping from Zayn, Liam and Niall's POVs so you can see what it's like for them.

This chapter was dedicated to iAmRaexo for being awesome!

Zayn's POV

I just sat there, my arms wrapped around Louis as the silent sobs shook his body.

We have less than two weeks until the interview, and Harry still hasn't remembered Louis at all.

I hear a door shut outside of Louis' room, and Louis flinches at the sound.

"Zayn, I don't know what I'm going to do." He sighs, pulling away from me as he raises a hand to dry his tears.

"Louis, you know you need to talk to Liam and Niall too, don't you?" I ask, and he just nods.

"Liam is talking to Niall right now, he feels bad about... The fact that you found out."

"I didn't mean to make him feel bad!" Louis cries.

Liam's POV

"I didn't mean to make him feel bad!" I hear Louis cry from his room.

That makes me feel better. I walk out of the bathroom, heading back downstairs to Niall, since Harry had gotten up to go lay down.

"Niall." I say softly, sitting down next to him.

"Hm?" He asks, smiling at me, and I can't help but smile back.

"We have to stop being so... Coupley around Lou." I say, playing with his hair.

"What?" He asks, confused. I smile at him.

"He's really hurting about.. You know, and seeing us is making it worse for him, I think." I say, brushing his dyed blonde locks from his forehead.

"What? I didn't mean to, I just.."

"Niall, it's fine!" I chuckle softly, wrapping my arms around him. "Look, we can still be coupley, just not when he's around, alright?" I say.

"But Li-" he starts, but I silence him by pressing my lips to his.

Niall's POV

I smile, feeling his warm lips against mine.

"Now stop worrying about it, alright?" He asks, my face in his hands. I nod, reaching forwards to press my lips back to his.

"Wait." I pull back, looking up at the stairs.

"He's busy, he won't be leaving his room for a while." Liam says softly, a cheeky lopsided grin appearing on his face.

"I have this feeling that you are thinking thoughts that are very un-daddy direction of you." I whisper against his lips, pulling back before he can kiss me.

"Tease." He grumbles, leaning closer.

"Well, were you?" I giggle, pressing my forehead to his, but tilting my chin back so his lips can't reach mine.

"So, what if I was?" He asks, smiling.

"Well, I'm not really sure." I lean away from him, pressing my finger to my chin like I'm in deep thought. "Because, you see, if-HEY!" I gasp as he lifts me up bridle style.

"Huh?" He smirks, pressing his lips lightly to my neck as he heads for the stairs.

"Um.. What are you doing?" I whisper shout. "I thought we were keeping coupley stuff to a minimum!"

"Well," he kicks open our bedroom door. "If we can just stay quiet..."

"I was right. Liam Payne, you have a dirty mind." I chuckle as he drops me into the bed.

"I could go, if you'd like..." He says, starting to turn to the door.

"You're an idiot." I mumble, jumping up to press my lips to his.

Zayn's POV

"So, Liam said he'd talk to Niall?" Louis asks me. I nod. "I bet they're fucking now."

"What?" I gasp, laughing.

"Well, I know that's how things worked before.." He shakes his head, not wanting to speak about whatever had happened that night, which he still has yet to tell us. "Anyway, whenever a serious matter would come up, it would always end in sex."

"I think I just got a mental image that will never go away." I say, shaking my head.

"It's true!" He says, smirking slightly.

Maybe he's in a bit of a better mood now, having gotten it all off his chest.

"How can you be so sure it's true?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Well, if we were to go look for them right now, I have no doubt in my mind that they would no longer be in the living room, and if you pressed your ear up to their door-"

"Okay! I get it!" I shout, raising my hands in the air. "You win. They're fucking. Happy?"

"Extremely so." He smiles, but I can still see the pain in his eyes.