Irresistible (Larry Stylinson fan fiction)

'306'

Louis' POV
"And your room will be number 306" a grouchy old woman hands me the keys to my now new dorm room. I give her a soft fake smile and begin to carry my few boxes down the long narrow hallway.

First day of college. Not going well so far. All of my friends from high school either moved or are too dumb to go to college; and if it couldn't get any worse, my mom is in the hospital.

After walking for what felt like forever, I stumble upon room 306. I take my keys and slowly open the door. I shuffle into the room and sit my boxes aside as I close the door behind me.

I take a look around the dorm. It's pretty small to be honest. There's a cramped kitchen and directly across from it is a small sitting area with two couches. I walk past the kitchen to find a door. As I walk into the room I find a bed along with a closet.

I sigh and step back into the main area. I realize that across from the room there is a little bathroom. Other than that, this dorm is very small. So in my conclusion, this room is meant for one person.

I feel a little relief knowing that I can have this place all to myself. That gives me more time to think to myself; which I like to do.

I decided to plop down on the couch and watch a bit of tv. I almost started dozing off to sleep but then I heard a knock at the door. Who the hell could that be? I ponder for a few seconds but then I hear yet another knock.

I'm almost angry as I get up to answer the door. "Hello?" I'm confused when I see a 'boy' standing in front of me. "Oh hey. Are you Lew-is Tomlinson?" He furrowed his eyebrows as he looks at a paper in his hands. "It's louis," I correct him. "What are you doing here?" I ask.

"Well according to the lady at the desk, I'm supposed to be your roommate," his eyes look to the ground as he scratches the back of his head. "What the fuck," I accidentally blurt. The curly headed boy is shocked when I say it.

"Sorry curls but I don't think that's possible," I say. "How come? I literally just talked to the lady and she said-"
"Ignore grouch because there is only one bed in this dorm," I interrupt him.

His eyes widened "oh sorry. I didn't realize. I can go talk to 'grouch' if you want,"

I realize how sad the boy looks. His eyes look pale, the bags under his eyes are vaguely visible, and his hair is a mess. He's had a rough day.

He begins to walk back down the hallway. "What's your name?" I ask.
"Huh" he's confused.
I laugh "okay huh, come here"
He walks back towards the room and stops at the door.

"Are you going to come in or what?" I ask the boy. "I thought you wanted-"
"You're my new roommate right?" He nods his head. "Then come in" I smile.
He slowly drags his suitcases in and sets them near my boxes.

"So you never told me your name curly," I nudge the boy, trying to get him to light up a bit. "Curly... I like that. Call me that" he grins.
"Okay 'curly' but I need to know your real name too" I laugh.

"But curly sounds prettier than my name" he pouts. "Oh come on. You thought my name was Lewis," I roll my eyes playfully.
"Fine. My name is Harry. Harry Styles" he says in an almost whisper.

"I think that's a great name. It suits you well" I smile. His cheeks redden, "thank you" He beamed, showing his dimples.

"So... tell me about yourself Harold" I say. "Harold? I liked curly better," he almost pouts again. "Sorry curly" I chuckle.
"It's fine Lou" he grins at the name he just gave me. "Ah I like Lou" I smile. "But tell me about yourself Curly"

"Well I don't know. What do you want to know?" He asks, fiddling with his fingers. "Like where are you from, what are you studying, etc." I say.

"Well I'm from Cheshire and I have a sister, Gemma. Um I'm studying journalism and yeah" he shrugs. "What about you?" He asks

"Okay well I'm from Doncaster I have 5 sisters and a brother. I'm studying psychology and I'm currently in a room with a weird curly headed boy" I chuckle.
He rolls his eyes "oh and about that. I can sleep on the couch I guess" he shrugs. "For the whole semester? Are you kidding me? I can buy a new bed or something. I don't think sleeping on a couch every night would be very comfortable" I say.

"That's true but for now I'll sleep on the couch," Harry speaks. "Okay curly" I sigh. "Oh shit" I say looking at my watch. "I have a class to get to I'll catch up with you later" I say. "Okay, see ya" Harry smiles widely.

I grab my bag and head out the door. Harry shouldn't be too bad. He seems like an alright guy.

Harry's POV
I walk up to the front desk. The old woman hands me a paper and tells me I'm sharing a room with someone named Louis Tomlinson.

I drag my heavy suitcases down the hall and knock on room 306. I am in so much shock when I see the most beautiful boy I've ever set my eyes on.
"Hello?" He says confused. "Oh hi are you Louis Tomlinson?" I ask. "It's Loueh, what are you doing here?" He seems angry.

I tell him about it and begin to walk away but the blue eyed boy told me to come back. I couldn't say no to that. I mean have you seen him. So handsome and pretty at the same time.

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(After the conversation and Louis leaves for class)
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Okay that's it. I don't know how I'm supposed to live with the most handsome boy I've ever seen. How could I possibly just not fall in love with him? Everything about him is so perfect.
Gosh I need to stop it. He's probably straight.

I decided to be nice so I moved louis' boxes into the bedroom. I didn't unpack them because I don't want to seem like a stalker or something.
I figure he wouldn't mind if we shared a closet because there's only one so I unpacked my bags and put my clothes in the closet. I don't have many clothes so it only took up half of the closet.

I cleaned the kitchen and unpacked some of my kitchen items I brung.
I then move to the couch which is now my new bed for the next week. I unpack my blanket and place it there. I then grab my journal out of my bag and start writing.

I love to write. I like to write about almost everything that happens. Drawing is another hobby that I enjoy.
I flip through the scribbled pages and stop on a very colorful one. Dani is written in big bright bubble letters with Hearts surroundings the name. My heart flutters with the memories of Dani.