"Do you seriously think... Zayn and Liam..." Harry trails, raising an eyebrow at Louis. They are sitting at a diner, it's six, and Zayn and Liam should be there soon.
"Yes, of course! You know how Zayn's a boxer? And, Liam's a trainer at the gym. If I recall correctly, Liam trained Zayn and that how they became friends. Then, they set each other up on dates and shit like that," Louis pauses.
"If they set each other up on dates that means they don't like each other like that." Harry replies, cutting Louis off.
"No! It means they're disguising their feelings for each other, duh."
Harry just rolls his eyes. "Just because you want someone to be gay, doesn't mean they will be."
"It worked for you." Louis shrugged, smirking at Harry.
Harry shakes his head, then notices Liam standing at the entrance of the diner, scanning the place for Louis and Harry. Harry waves to him, and he comes to sit down.
"Why didn't you pick up Zayn?" Louis asks, disappointed that Liam came on his own.
"Louis, I have a girlfriend." Liam sighs, ordering a drink from a waiter that came over when Liam sat down.
"So did Harry when I met him. It means nothing."
"Harry and I aren't the same person." Liam replies, and as Louis thinks of something to say in return, Zayn walks in.
He sits next to Liam and Harry, across from Louis.
"Sorry I'm late. Er, I think Perrie like has an idea in her head... like Louis. Uh, she, like, wants me to be with Liam. I, well, I think she's... I don't know."
"What happened?" Harry asks, noticing Zayn's fidgety mood.
"Well, uh, Perrie told me something.. it's just a bit shocking."
"Would you just tell us what it is?" Louis demands, raising his eyebrows at him.
"She's a lesbian."
No one says anything, they all just kind of process the information. Then, Louis speaks up.
"How come everyone I know is gay?" he pauses. "I'm just a trendsetter, I guess."
"Did you just say you were a transgender?" Liam asks, hearing wrong.
"Trend-setter, Liam." Harry answers, and then they're all quiet again.
A few moments later, a waiter comes up to take orders. After she leaves, Liam asks, "For how long?"
"She said... after we broke up for the first time. So, like, I'm her beard." Zayn says, in a serious tone.
Louis snorts, then starts laughing. "I had a beard once."
"Oh?" Harry asks.
"Mhmm, her name was Eleanor and we 'dated' in high school. She totally knew I was gay." Louis laughs, remembering.
In the midst of that conversation, Liam and Zayn start one of their own.
"I lied." Zayn whispers.
"About what?"
"Perrie isn't a lesbian."
"Why'd you say she was?" Liam gives Zayn a weird look.
"Because she thinks I'm gay. She broke up with me because she thinks I'm gay." Zayn pauses. "I couldn't tell Louis that... who knows what he would set up."
"Are you?"
"Gay? I don't—"
Zayn is cut off by a large smash, which happened to come from Louis, who is now looking around with wide eyes. He had been arm wrestling with Harry—"I bet I could beat you, Bambi." Louis had said—and hit his glass, which then tumbled off the table and smashed on the floor.
An employee rushes to sweep up the glass, and Harry begins to laugh at his boyfriend, who looks like a deer in the headlights. "Who's Bambi, now?"
"Shut up." Louis blushes, apologizing to the employee who's sweeping up the glass.
Soon after that incident, their food is brought to them. They eat in comfortable silence, because the food is really good, and there's no room to talk in between bites.
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Later that night, when Louis and Harry are back at home, Louis gets a call. It's about his movie, as he can tell by the caller ID.
"Hello?"
"Louis Tomlinson?"
"Speaking."
"Regarding the cast of your movie, we've decided that maybe Harry isn't the greatest person to play your main character..."
"You think?" Louis snorts.
"If you'd still like, we thought you could be the—"
"Of course I'll play the main, that was my plan in the first place." Louis smiles in relief.
"Great! Auditions begins in one week, and if you would like to be present, you are welcome."
"Thanks." Louis hangs up, looking over to Harry. "Are you up for a trip to LA next week?"
"That's kind of sudden..." Harry trails. "What about the collabs I have planned? What about the cat?"
"Rescheduling isn't that hard. Plus, Zayn can cat-sit." Louis suggests. "That reminds me, we need to name Ms. Kitty."
"Did you just—"
"I did." Louis smiles.
So, they begins to list off names. Louis is really for naming is Ziam, but Harry won't let him. Harry prefers Larry, but Louis insists that Ziam is more feminine sounding, for the female cat.
"How about we just name it Delilah?" Louis sighs after he and Harry had been stating reasons for the ship names.
"Delilah..." Harry tests. "I like it."
"Great." Louis walks over to where the kitten is resting—on a chair close by—and picks it up, then sitting in the chair and placing it in his lap.
"Hey there, Delilah!" Louis chuckles as he scratches the kitten between the ears. It closes its eyes and begins to purr, enjoying the treatment.
"I'm gettin' jealous over here." Harry pouts, so Louis sets down Delilah and sits on Harry's lap, burying his face in the crook of Harry's neck and placing soft kisses.
He moves up to Harry's lips and places a sweet little kiss on his nose, before Harry takes charge and kisses Louis on the lips. Before things get too heated, Delilah squeezes herself between Louis and Harry's bodies.
"I think I just got cock-blocked by a cat." Louis giggles.
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sorry i haven't updated, but i've been with family for weeks. finally, i am alone and in peace where i can write!
so, i changed the only larry rule, but it's not like ziam is going to happen just like that, or it's going to take over the story. it will be minor, so if you don't like it, don't worry about it being overwhelming.
this story is kind of all over the place; it's not all that good.
i am planning on doing another character ask in the future, probably after a few more chapters are posted!
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YouTube ➸ Larry Stylinson
Fanfictionwhere two famous youtubers deal with stolen cars, crazy girlfriends and their crazy fathers, movies, tea parties, traveling, and quite possibly, falling in love.
