Can I dip? | Larry Stylinson

T h i r t y - n i n e

"So—uh-do you guys wanna?"

Niall simply answers, "yeah, sure."

Zayn squeels way too femininely to his liking, making Louis look at him weirdly. He coughs. "Uh—I mean-uh—will there be celebrities?"

"Of course!" Harry answers with a smile.

"Will Little Mix be there? Not that I'm asking for myself—m-my little sisters like them."

Harry nods slowly, "well, I think they will be. I think they've met before and they get along well—so maybe Tom will probably invite them." He shrugs.

Zayn becomes red all of a sudden, "o-okay—count me in."

Harry nods, he glances at Louis, his head is ducked down, reading the menu to seem occupied.

"Louis?" Harry calls him.

Louis perks up and closes the menu. "Hmm?"

"D-do you wanna go?"

Louis tightens his lips and looks around, clasping his hands together. "Ehm—eh-I don't know—I think I have stuff to do on that da—"

"What do you mean? We literally sit in my couch for the whole day without doing anything. You're never busy." Zayn cuts him off, making Louis stare at him with the most venomous stare ever, making him realise he has done something bad. Zayn gulps.

Harry looks at him with hopeful eyes. Louis feels cold all of a sudden. His mind goes back to when Harry used to give him the exact same puppy eyes when he wants him to do something.

Louis nods without thinking. "Y-yeah—I-I'll go." He wants to hit himself repeatedly. Why the fuck did he say yes?

Harry smiles at him and he feels a warm fuzzy feeling inside of him. I guess all Harry needed to do was to smile to make all his regret fade away.

but then he still doesn't want to go.

"Thank you, Lou." He says, giving him another smile. Louis is gonna melt if he doesn't stop this adorable shit.

"Anyways, Louis and I have to go." Zayn ruins the moment. Louis glares at him. Zayn yanks him by the arm. "What—what are you doing?"

"Please, I'm gonna die, Louis—we need to go-" Zayn hisses, pulling Louis's arm even harder. Harry and Niall look at them in a confused manner.

Louis gives up, "alright, alright." He stands up. "Uh—we really need to go—talk to you guys later?" He says with a not-so-sure tone.

Harry immediately nods, "yeah, sure."

Louis looks at Niall, "gimme the blonde fuckers number too. He seems alright." He smiles at a shocked looking Niall. Harry giggles and nods.

The two blokes leave the other two behind. Right after they step foot on the outside of the cafe, Louis had to ask why Zayn wanted to leave so soon.

"Why are you so fidgety?"

Zayn looks at him with wide eyes. He takes a deep breath.

Louis pats his back, "woah, chill. You look high."

Zayn coughs, "don't you fucking know I've always had the biggest crush on Perrie Edwards?"

"Who?"

"She's from Little Mix." Zayn fans himself with his hands, "and she's so fucking hot, bro."

Louis licks his chapped lips because of the cold air, "oooookay.."

"She just—she dances so sexily and her voice—god damn, it sounds like an angel from above sang me to my death bed." Zayn chirps, his eyes looking all in love.