Never Knew I Needed - Larry Stylinson AU

Chapter 7

[A/N]: I'm enjoying all the new people that have been reading this :D So I greet you! Welcome! I hope you don't hate this story! AND IF YOU LIKED IT, DON'T COME BACK! Just kidding, come back. I like you. Well even thought it took a while for me to get chapter 6 up, imma try and get chapter 7 up a bit faster. I'm typing this authors note the day after I just posted chapter 6. So we'll see when this chapter actually gets posted. Yes. Let's get down to it. Oh, and we're still in the point of view of Louis... once again, I'll let you know if I switch it up again.

Niall had seemed to take to Harry quickly. But then again, Harry's curls, dimples, and infectious laughter... it was all so hard to resist. I'd moved off of the arm of the recliner where Harry sat to sit in the love seat. I was becoming self-conscious of Zayn's curious stare. I figured Zayn would warm up to Harry, he was just pulling the "I'm a bad boy who's to cool for all of you" card. However, I was a tad frightened of why he was examining Harry and I. Knowing the stylish haired boy he was jumping to conclusions.

"So Niall..." Harry said curiously. "Why didn't Louis mention that you were Irish?"

"Because he's jealous!" Niall proclaimed instantly.

I rolled my eyes, but Harry laughed, "You're jealous of his Irishness, Lou?"

"He's a liar," I hissed playfully.

Niall was on his feet in an instant, "That's a lie!"

I jumped up as well, "Bring it, leprechaun!"

Niall cringed away slightly, "If I fight you, I'll lose... I'll just take it out on your new room mate!"

Harry's eyebrows shot up, "Me? But I'm just an innocent bystander in all of this!"

Niall ignored his protests and lunged for the curly boy. Harry yelped as Niall practically body slammed him into the recliner. I knew Niall wouldn't actually hurt Harry, or purposely anyway, but I was still over taken by a strange feeling of protectiveness. Only I can playfully beat up my curly b-, My eyes widened. I wasn't about to call Harry my curly boy. My curly room mate, I told myself quickly.

While I had my momentary panic, Niall had wrestled a laughing Harry onto the floor and was faking punches at the boy. I shoved all of my startling thoughts to the back of my mind and leaped at Niall. I  grabbed him around the waist, hoisting him backwards off of Harry with a battle cry.

"No!" Niall gasped. "I've been taken captive!"

"You will pay leprechaun! You just can't go around beating up curly boys," I tossed him onto the couch next to Zayn.

Harry had sat up, still laughing, "I like you guys already."

"I think I like you," Niall said thoughtfully. "The fajitas... they'll be the real test."

"What's up with you guys and tests?" Harry chuckled.

Niall shrugged, "Zayn... whats your thoughts on Harry?"

Zayn looked to me, "Let's let Louis share first."

I glared at him. He apparently wasn't going to let go of our texting conversation. Niall and Zayn stared at me curiously, but Harry flopped onto the recliner and waved a hand, "He tolerates me. It's alright, I'll be off of his couch and out of his life sooner or later."

My head snapped to look at him quickly, shock clearly written on my face. Out of my life? Surely he'd visit Liam or something dumb like that... he wouldn't be out of my life completely. That would be unfair... to Liam... Who was I kidding? I'd failed my mission of not letting this kid into my life, and now that he was in it, he couldn't just leave.