Blessed (a larry stylinson fanfiction)

chapter 28

Cher’s POV

“What are you thinking of going as?” Eleanor asked me as she pulled a garment bag out of her closet.

“I have some ideas.” I replied as I watched her hang the bag on the back of the door and unzip it slowly.

“Like?” Eleanor prodded as she looked over her shoulder to smile at me cutely.

“It’s a surprise.” I said brushing my hair over my shoulder.

Eleanor stuck her bottom lip out in a pout and I stood up to wrap my arms around her waist from behind.

“That’s not going to work.” I said.

“What if I…” Eleanor said as she turned around in my loose grip so she was facing me, “Do this.”

Eleanor cradled my face gently in her hands and brought her lips to mine softly.

“Mmm.” I said as she pulled back, a satisfied grin on her lips. “No dice.”

Eleanor rolled her eyes. “Whatever. Surprises are nice I suppose.”

I giggled a little. “What are you going to be?”

“Perrie, Danielle, and I were going to be Charlie’s Angels, but then Danielle bailed so she could be Catwoman to Liam’s Batman.” Eleanor said as she pulled out a black sweetheart dress with dark green and black tool as a tutu bottom. “Now, I’m being a sexy witch and Perrie’s being an angel I think? Zayn wants to be a devil so I guess they’re doing couple-y costumes, too.”

“I’m sorry you don’t get to do that this year.” I said when I recognized the longing in her voice.

“Oh, no. It’s totally fine. Louis and I would have just being something totally stupid probably. I don’t miss it.” Eleanor said shaking her head unconvincingly.

“El. You don’t have to pretend with me, okay? It’s fine if you are feeling a little sad about not being able to do something couple-y on Halloween.” I said as I took her hand in mine.

Eleanor met my gaze and smiled weakly. “I just don’t want to hurt your feelings or anything.”

“You won’t. I’ve really tough skin.” I said with a wink.

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Louis’ POV

Harry paced the floor of his room as we tried to figure out what we were going to wear to Perrie’s party that started in just a few hours.

“I know this many go without saying…” Harry started, “But no couple costumes, right?”

“Right.” I said trying to keep my tone light so I wouldn’t hurt his feelings.

“Because I was thinking we could go as Smurfs or something. You know, blue body paint and white shorts.”

“While I would love to see you covered in blue paint and shirtless all night,” I said standing up from his futon to catch his arm to make him stop moving. “I don’t think it’s the best idea for us to do something together.

“I guess I agree.” Harry said looking down at his feet. “I just…”

“I know.” I said.

Keeping our relationship a secret was hard, but a part of me loved the trill of it.

“I know what you should be.” Harry said, his eyes snapping up to mine.

“Yeah?” I said suddenly very curious.

Harry disappeared out into the hall and came back a moment later with a tan flight suit.

“Pilot.” He said holding it up for me to see. “It was my uncle’s or something so it’s authentic. Just get some aviators and you’re set.”