finding louis ✈ larry stylinson

day nine part two✈️

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{not edited bc written on phone}

dedicated to: twitter username vibeslouis

day nine part two:

"eddie,"

"eddie, babe,"

"fuck, eddie,"

"eddie!"

eddie groans, rubbing her temples, "what the hell do you-"

zayn cuts her off by shoving her off the bed, her landing on the cold, hard ground. she groans loudly, arms now trying to touch a surface to help her up.

zayn quietly snickers to himself, carefully removing himself from the bed with caution. his broken leg-more like ankle- has finally healed so he's freely to do anything just like the old times, well, just with more caution of course.

"you alright?"

eddie glares at him, baby blue hair all about, "yeah, the ground is treating me just fine. i even think it's starting to get warm by my touch, wait no, i think-"

zayn sighs, leaning himself all down just to place his lips on her to shut her up. he sighs, finally able to quiet the room.

eddie groans, eyes still open and a tinted blush forming on her carmel skin. she pulls away and looks at zayn.

"stop doing that,"

zayn shrugs, "i like it so i'll do it,"

"charmer."

zayn gasps, tackling her so he's above.

"i'm pretty damn perfect if you ask me,"

eddie laughs, "even the straight guys would turn gay for zayn malik,"

he smiles, "yeah maybe I-"

"holy shit! isn't that harry? that's louis tomlinson...he's with?"

zayn immediately whips his head in the direction that eddie's gaze is and indeed, he sees the big black and white headline flash across the telly screen, the blonde new reporter speaking cheerfully as a picture of harry and louis shows up, smiling brightly at each other as harry's hand is placed on louis' back.

zayn hops from the ground, grabbing the small remote from the side desk and turns up the volume.

"-hotspot news? well, is louis tomlinson, one of manchester's hottest and greatest players, playing and scoring a goal with his new man hottie? many fans took pictures of louis walking around town with the mystery messy curly headed lad back in the states. good morning america, a morning news program, asked louis about the man himself and he mentioned that his name is harry styles," she says, voice kinda high and too happy for both eddie's and zayn's liking.

they give each side glances, making funny faces.

"well harry, i'll say has a style quite himself! wishing the best wishes boys,"

the tv turns off and zayn throws the remote somewhere in the room.

"he was with louis tomlinson!" eddie squeals, running her hands through her hair. "you didn't tell me it was that louis! jesus, man!

zayn looks at her with a shock expression running through his facial features. he bites his lip, tapping at his new coming dark beard on growing on his chin.