Territory(A Larry Stylinson story with a side of Ziall)

Chapter 6: I'll never fall in love

Third Person POV

It was late that night when Louis and Harry went to their room. Harry sighed as he sat down on the bed, Louis looked at him with concern in his eyes that he hoped Harry couldn't see.

"What's wrong?" Louis asked.

"I'll never fall in love." Harry swears, he ran his fingers through his curly hair. Louis let out a laugh and Harry shot him a dirty look.

Louis' POV

I'll never fall in love, he swears. I laugh as he runs his fingers through his hair. I'm laughing cause I know he's wrong. Or at least I hope he's wrong. I know that my mate doesn't have to love me back but i'm just hoping he does.

"What's so fucking funny?" He snapped at me.

"Nothing. Just why do you think that you'll never fall in love?" I asked, curiosity in my eyes.

"Because I know I won't. You don't have to worry about that, once you find your mate. You'll have all the love you need." Harry said.

"Actually, I might not. My mate doesn't HAVE to love me back. They can hate me and never even like me if that's what they want. I have to do whatever my mate wants, he tells me to kill myself, I have to do it." I said, explaining more than I knew I should.

Harry snorted, "He? I hope he tells you to kill yourself, your a stupid vampire. A filthy bloodsucker."

My eyes widened, "Fine, if you hate me that much, i'll see if Zayn will trade rooms with me!" I said storming out. I burst into Niall and Zayn's room with tears in my eyes.

"Zayn, please trade rooms with me. If just for tonight?" I pleaded.

He looked at me with sympathy in his eyes, "Harry being a dick?" He asked. I nodded my head, not wanting to explain to Zayn. Zayn sighed, "Okay, i'll trade rooms for tonight."

And with that Zayn walked out of his room, to Harry's.

Harry's POV

As soon as Louis walked out I started to feel a little bad. I regretted everything I had just said, even though it wasn't much. I could tell that it hurt him, that I pretty much said that I wish he was dead. I sighed when Zayn walked in.

"Louis and I are trading for tonight. Now tell me, what did you do?" Zayn asked me.

I motioned for him to sit down and I told him what had happened. Word for word, syllable for syllable, letter for letter. Zayn's eyes widened when I said that.

"I wonder why he would get upset over that?" He mused.

"I guess it's because he thought that we were friends, but I could never be a friend with someone like him!" I hissed.

"Like him?! He's a vampire. So fucking what? I'm friends with Niall! Their not so bad once you get to know them!" Zayn said.

I sighed, "I'll make it right tomorrow." I said, laying down.

Zayn sighed and laid down beside me, "Harry Edward Styles, you are the biggest dick I have ever had the pleasure to meet. But some how you are my best friend and for that I love you."

I smiled, snuggling up to my best mate, "I love you too, but no homo." I sighed, closing my eyes, slowly drifting to sleep.

Louis' POV

I sighed as Niall closed the bedroom door.

"Talk." He demanded, "What the fuck did he say to you?"

I shrugged and started to tell the story, "I can't believe he wants me to kill myself!" I finished, tears welling up in my eyes, "My own mate, hates my guts and wants me dead." I whimpered.

"But Lou, he doesn't even know he's your mate!" Niall said, I glared at him, I couldn't believe that he was defending Harry! I huffed and turned over on the bed, "Goodnight, Niall!" I hissed,

"Goodnight, Lou. Remember I love yo." He said.

"I love you too." I sighed.

Niall laid down beside me and snuggled up to me, my head on his chest.

I had a song stuck in my head the rest of the night, I kept singing the lyrics over and over,

I don’t think that passenger seat

Has ever looked this good to me

He tells me about his night

And I count the colors in his eyes

He’ll never fall in love he swears

As he runs his fingers through his hair

I’m laughing cause I hope he's wrong

I don't think it ever crossed his mind

He tells a joke I fake a smile

That I know all his favorite songs

And..

[chorus:]

I could tell you his favorite color's green

He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth

His sister's beautiful, he has his father’s eyes

And if you asked me if I love him,

I’d lie

He looks around the room

Innocently overlooks the truth

Shouldn’t a light go on?

Doesn’t he know that I’ve had him memorized for so long?

He sees everything black and white

Never let nobody see him cry

I don’t let nobody see me wishing he was mine

[chorus]

He stands there then walks away

My god if I could only say

I’m holding every breath for you...

He’d never tell you but he can play guitar

I think he can see through everything

But my heart

First thought when I wake up is

My god he’s beautiful

So I put on my make up

And pray for a miracle

Yes I could tell you his favorite color's green

He loves to argue oh and it kills me

His sisters beautiful he has his father’s eyes

And if you asked me if I love him

If you asked me if I love him

I’d lie

That song was on repeat in my head, over and over, until I fell asleep in Niall's arms.