since back when ➸larry stylinson (temporary hold)

College (Sophomore Year) -Part One

Harry's POV

"I have a bad feeling about this," I murmured.

Louis just looked at me, from where he was sitting in the drivers seat in my beat up blue car, and he gave a little smile that was incredibly breathtaking.

"We'll have fun. Trust me, Harold."

"I do trust you," I mumbled. "And that's why I'm scared to do this. We could be stupid and get drunk and drive home and die."

Just the thought scared me, it scared me a lot. Louis dying would be the worst thing I could ever imagine, ever.

"We won't get drunk. And if we do, I'll have someone hold our keys hostage. Preferably Liam."

I chuckled and looked at the car behind us, watching as Liam and Niall fought over the radio while Liam tried to keep his eyes on the road.

"I think that's a good idea."

Louis and I had just finished an intense conversation about how our classes were going when we pulled into the bar, a small building surrounded by tons of mini lights. Despite what was inside, it looked utterly beautiful on the outside. I couldn't help but watch the way Louis' eyes sparkled as the bright lights shone into them, making them a pale, wonderful blue.

He finally caught me looking at him and turned to face me. The way he licked his lips and brushed his hair out of his eyes implied that he was thinking the same thing as me.

So I gently placed my hand behind his neck, the warmth from his skin heating my own. He was smiling as I pushed our lips together softly, and the feeling of his lips was so familiar but still it never failed to make my heart race and my hands tingle.

 I jumped back in surprise when I heard a loud knock on our car window, and Liam was rolling his eyes as Niall started to pretend to lick all over the window. I blushed in embarrassment while Louis laughed loudly, and then he leaned in and started licking my cheek and Niall looked like he was about to die from laughter.

"Are we going to go in or not?" I teased, wiping Louis' slobber off my cheek when he finally pulled back.

"I was having fun," Louis frowned, and kissed him quickly.

"Me too. But we can have more fun in the bar."

"Okay," Louis sighed, flinging his door open before running over to open mine. "My lady."

I glared at him, crossing my arms stubbornly and sticking out my bottom lip. "I'm not a lady, Lou."

"My best friend?" He corrected, giving me a hopeful smile.

And that just made me melt, and I had no idea why but it did.

I loved it so much that I couldn't speak as I stepped out of the car and wrapped my arm around Louis' waist.

He seemed to understand, and we walked a few feet behind Liam and Niall into the building.

And the first thing I noticed was the prominent smell of sweat and beer. It was a bit overwhelming at first, but as I blinked a bit and took a few deep breaths I got used to it. Louis handed Liam our keys before dragging me to a table nearby.

It had a few crumbs on it, and I quickly wiped it off before pulling out a chair for me and my best friend.

Liam and Niall were long gone now, which I was actually kind of grateful for. I loved them both, but the two of them together was quite loud and loud things gave me a headache.

Besides Louis, of course.

"I would start asking you questions about your life, but I already know everything so..." Louis trailed off, and I let out a laugh.

"Then how about we make up for all the times we wasted talking about things we already know?" I asked quietly.

My boyfriend looked confused for a moment until his eyes widened and a large smile appeared on his lovely face.

"Okay," he whispered, and I giggled when he leaned in to kiss me.

"We haven't even drank anything yet!" I teased, patting his cheek and watching his face burn red. "How about you go get some drinks for your lady?"

Louis scoffed. "And I don't see why you can't get your own."

"Because," I paused, searching my mind for a reasonable answer. "Because I love you."

"Harry Styles, don't you even play that card, especially when it makes no sense," Louis chuckled, shaking his head, and the way his hair fell into his eyes, and the wonderful tone of his voice, and how is long eyelashes fluttered a bit as he averted his eyes to look at me was incredibly, breathtakingly flawless. I couldn't help but kiss him deeply and hotly, tasting minty breath and something else I couldn't quite place, but was always there when I kissed Louis.

"I love you too," Louis sighed into my mouth, causing shivers to run up and down my body in a wonderful sensation.

So I kissed him harder, feeling the way I wrapped my lips around his smaller ones, because he was smaller than me, I could easily tell that as he placed his tiny hand on the side of my face and curled up his fingers a bit.

When we both finally pulled back, breathless, I first looked at Louis' flushed cheeks before speaking.

"Why did we come here if we were going to do exactly what we do on our couch?" I laughed, licking my lips and it still tasted like Louis.

"We still need to get a drink," Louis whined, looking at the long tables a few feet away from us, where men of all ages were holding large glasses of beer in their worn hands. I watched as a man chugged a glass the size of Louis' head hastily, and it made my stomach hurt just looking at it.

"I gave you the chance to get me one," I shrugged.

"You distracted me!" Louis protested, pushing my chest and I grabbed his fingers before he could pull back.

His eyes immediately darkened when I kissed each of his fingers and held his hand to my cheek, looking at him through hooded eyes with a tiny smile, because I knew that was what he loved the most.

I loved to see how he reacted when I let a few curls fall into my face.

"That's it," he growled, and I followed behind him, confused, when he yanked me by the hand off the table and stalked towards an unknown place.

I finally realized when we came face to face with Niall and Liam, who were drinking like no tomorrow and giggling like hyenas.

"Give me the keys," Louis said lowly, in a sexy way that made me try not to squirm. "Give me the freaking keys, Liam."

Liam's eyes widened, and he dug through his pocket and was just about to hand them to Louis when he paused. "Have you guys been drinking?"

"No!" Louis cried. "Just give me the keys!"

"Okay!" Liam stuck his hands up in surrender and let the keys drop into Louis' palm. "No need to scream. Liam's right here."

That sentence made Niall snort with laughter, mixed with little squeaks that always escaped his mouth when he laughed.

"Gosh, you fools. We're going home. Don't drive home tonight," Louis warned, poking each of them in the chest before dragging me out of the bar and into the car.

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-kayla

p.s.- the rest of this book will basically be fluff.