Hidden |Larry Stylinson|

Chapter 3

December 31, 2017

Right as I got home, I pulled my phone out. I went to my contacts and found his contact; Harry Styles. Damn. His name even sent chills down my spine.

I texted him, making sure not to have any errors, giving him the details for the party tonight.

Me: Oi, it's Louis. The party is at 7pm. The address is 0928 Laburnum Grove. Hope to see you there.

I pressed send, my adrenaline kicking in. I reread the text about a hundred times, making sure the address and time were right.

I started panicking wondering if the 'hope to see you there' part was a bit too much. Obviously I wanted him to come, but I didn't want to sound too obvious.

Right as the panic started to die down, my phone lit up.

Harry Styles: Hi! Great, thank you. I'll try my best to make it!

A rush of relief fled through me. He seemed like he actually wanted to come!

A smile broke out on my face, I couldn't help it. I was going to have the most handsome man I've ever seen, in my very own house.

Eventually I calmed down, and realized I should probably clean around the house. It wasn't too messy, but a birthday party and Christmas morning do make it a little rough looking.

I began to straighten up the living room. Throwing away any trash, fluffing the pillows, dusting off the coffee table, and even vacuuming the carpet.

I was going to move on to the bathroom downstairs, then the one upstairs, when the doorbell rang.

"It's open!" I hollered, knowing it was Liam.

We agreed he would come over shortly after I got off work to talk and help set up for the party.

Liam really wanted to talk to me about Bella. What I was going to do and when. I hadn't really been thinking about it very much, it was the least of my worries at the moment.

"Hey, Lou," Liam greeted.

"Hey, mate."

He gave me this look. I knew it meant he wanted to talk now. I was dreading it, but I guess it's best to get it over and done with.

"Alright, lets go in my room to talk," I answered his unasked question. He smiled graciously, as we both headed up the stairs.

Once we got into my room, I jumped on my bed, burying my face in the pillows. I mumbled under my breath when I felt Liam sit down at the end of the bed.

"So," He awkwardly started. "What are you going to do about Bella?"

Like I said, I hadn't really thought much about it.

I'm more of the kind to push my problems to the side. I've never been the kind to face my problems. Just a trait I've always had.

"I was thinking I could just break up with her," I shrugged.

"Are you going to tell her why?"

"No," I replied, bluntly.

"Louis, you can't just break up with her and give her no reason."

"Okay, I'll make something up. Can we just enjoy this party tonight? I really don't want this to get in the way of tonight," I huffed out.

"Okay, okay fine. But sooner or later you're going to have to tell her."

Later, I thought to myself.

"I know," I mumbled. "Let's go to the store and get the food for tonight."