I Remember You Laughing [Larry Stylinson]

Chapter 31- A Million Reasons

First things first; Thank you all so much for 2k reads. 🙌🥂✨✨🎂🎂🎉💖💖💖💖You all are so amazing to me! I love your nickname for this fic- farm fic.

All the sections in this chapter are primarily one of the boys pov with a little peek of the other's pov. It was purely unintentional but this flu had me all over the place with povs so I tried to fix it a bit! lol! I labelled the main povs at the beginning of each section so you have a guideline and won't get confused.

Ok, Guys we all know the meal Louis made in this chapter. I'm so fed up hearin about it (from Louis, if you catch my drift) that I didn't want to name it here but could not leave it out either. I had Louis bake it so forgive me if its not something you bake because believe it or not I never read the recipe. Lol. For those of you who don't know just google 'larry meal' or something, ha!

I'd just like to say that Gemma and Cord is a whole story by itself that we will only get to see peeks of durin this story because I want this to be mainly about Harry and Louis.

Also, I'm getting a lot of people saying that my Harry is amazing in this, which I absolutely love, but I hope to God after this chapter that you guys will give my Louis some credit too because I'm a louie larry, lol! Please reply with ur views abt it!

Harry pov

Thursday...

"Stay away from me!" Harry sneered, stomping off.

"But you're talking to him!" Gemma complained, pointing a finger at Louis, who was quietly spectating from the couch. She had been following him around all morning, annoying the heck out of him. "You should be thanking me! And after all the horrible things you said to me the other night!"

Harry glanced at Louis and met his eyes; Louis smiling so knowingly with deep blue eyes piercing into his soul. He fought back a smile as he remembered earlier in the morning when they were cleaning out the pens and Louis unexpectedly pulled him into a corner, kissing him, and the whole thing turning into a secret make-out session.

"Do you want me start on why I never want to speak to you again!?" Harry spat at his sister. "Let's see, first of all, you drag me under the bus to stick it to Mum, then you told Aiden something I shared with you in confidence! And you messed with my stuff! You treat me like a little kid you can push around, and I'm done with you!"

Gemma folded her arms and flipped her hair, huffing.

"You-" Harry started again, but Louis jumped up from the couch and stopped him.

"Uh? Let's go for a drive." He added an 'okay?' in the form of a look toward Harry.

Gemma raised an amused eyebrow at him, but he returned a serious look, that read 'Quit upsetting him!'

Harry made an irritated questioning face, wondering when those two got a secret language rapport, then he stormed out the front door, grabbing his guitar.

Following closely behind him, Louis shut the truck door as Harry buckled up, and jumped in the drivers' side. Harry checked his pockets then let out a tiny gasp.

"Oh! I forgot my pick! I'll be right back!" he said, jumping out and flying back into the house. A few minutes later he darted back to the truck as he ignored a badgering Gemma who was already on his heels again. As he re-buckled he caught Louis staring at him.

"What is it with you and that guitar pick!?" Louis picked, as he started the engine.

Harry huffed. "I'm not being a diva!"