Bomb In A Birdcage
Chapter 11
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Louis settled his last piece of clothing, including his suit, into his suitcase zipping it closed. The smile hasn’t left his face since he got his itinerary sheet from his favorite teacher. Zayn seemed to linger closer to Louis as the day grew on but he didn’t mind, he was going to see a live Burberry fashion show. He dragged his luggage off the bed and let it thumped to the floor. He rolls it out of his room stopping at the stairs in a struggle. He tried lifting it up, but nothing really happened.
“ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYNNIE!” Louis yelled across the house loudly. Footsteps came running stopping at the bottom of the stairs.
“Are you hurt? You’re okay, why did you call me?” He question giving Louis a playful glare.
“I can’t lift this.” He pointed to his suitcase giving the thing a small kick. Zayn laughed hopping up the stairs skipping every other step. Louis huffed leaving Zayn to easily carry it down the stairs. “Have you packed yet Z? We leave in two hours!” Louis complained looking up at Zayn like he was idiot for not being as excited as he was.
“Yes Lou m’packed, and so are the boys-“
“And Hazza.”
“And Harry.” Louis giggled playfully. Zayn gave the boy a hug swinging him side to side. “Promise you’ll behave? And you can’t go anywhere without me, or one of the boys-“
“Or Hazza.”
“Or Harry. Someone has to be with you at all times, okay Lou?”
“Okie dokie, what about the show? Will you be there as well?”
“Well no, it was sold out. But we will be outside the show waiting for you. Just make sure the teacher knows where you are.”
“Z, you’re treating me like I’m five again.”
“Sorry babes, I jus’ care for you a lot.”
“More then Hazza does for me?”
“The same as Harry does.” Zayn assured giving Louis a smug look. Louis just smiled gratefully poking Zayn in the ribs. Zayn jumped, but proceeded to attack Louis with tickles. He yelped and giggled thrashing around. He was breathless by the time Zayn was done.
“S’not very nice, Z. I could’ve died.” Zayn laughed easily picking Louis up off the floor. Louis brushed off the imaginary dirt on his jumper.
“What time is it? How much longer?”
“About another hour and a half. I’ll make lunch, how about that? What do you want?” Zayn said trying to distract Louis from the time.
“Can we eat waffles?”
“But that takes so much wo-“
“Pleeeeease? Hazza would make me waffles.”
“But I’m not Harry.” Zayn protested against Louis smirking when Louis look baffled.
“But-but, I want waffles.”
“What about pancakes?”
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bomb in a birdcage // larry stylinson
FanfictionLarry Stylinson Punk!Harry Innocent!Louis Sometimes Louis just doesn't want the attention and protection he gets. Zayn's gang always around him making sure no one can get him. He wants to find love without someone looking at him over his shoulde...
