Connection(A Larry Stylinson AU Fic)

Chapter 1

Chapter One

"Honestly, Peter, why do you always have to touch my things?!" Harry yelled into the air, the shout being directed towards his little brother early that morning. School was starting in just a half hour, and Harry couldn't find the report he did for earth science due that day. It had obviously been another prank pulled by the little twit, and Harry's patience was wearing thin. Besides, it wasn't as if Harry could actually lose something in his bedroom. The entire area was spotless and completely organized. Well, everything apart from his closet, but he never stored his school items in there to begin with.

"Mother!" he yelled as he stormed out of his room and into the kitchen. However, when he came in he saw that the car keys were nowhere to be found, meaning that his parents had already headed off to work. It looked as if Harry would be taking the bus again. He sighed to himself. It was only 7:30 am, and already the day had started off lousy.

At that moment, Peter made his appearance in the kitchen, holding his older brother's assignment in one hand and a lighter with the other. Harry's eyes widened in shock. This is not good…

Peter had a devilish grin on his face as he held the lighter towards the paper. It was completely handwritten as the teacher wanted it, so there were no more copies except for the various rough drafts Harry had stuffed into his knapsack.

"N-now Peter…" Harry said as he took tentative steps toward his younger brother, arms outstretched to snatch the paper right out of the little monster's hands. "Let's not get hasty, shall we?"

Peter looked indignant, his thick eyebrows furrowed in stubbornness. "Only if you promise not to ignore me during school! I'm in high school now, just like you!" Honestly, it was frustrating the way Harry always pretended he was never there when he waved to him in the hallways or during lunch. It was getting down right annoying.

At this point, however, Harry would agree to anything. "Yes, yes! Alright! Just give me my bloody assignment!" he yelled. Peter still seemed wary to hand the report back. Harry twitched in annoyance when his younger brother did nothing but bring the lighter closer to his paper. "I'll even come over to your table during lunch today!" Peter seemed happy with this statement. He smiled, almost mockingly, and handed back his brother's homework.

Harry snatched the paper right out of Peter's hands when the boy held it out to him. Hastily stowing it away in his knapsack, he turned and glared at his younger brother. "If you ever do that again, I swear I'll tell your teacher who really let that frog into the classroom."

It was Peter's turn to be shocked. "W-wait, you really wouldn't do that, right?!"

"Oh yes, I would!" Harry said with conviction. "I'll even say you were the one who left that thumbtack on her seat. I am the Junior Class President, after all. She'd believe me."

Peter sighed in defeat. "You're a jerk," he said, sticking his tongue out after his older brother for added effect.

"It doesn't matter whether I'm a jerk or not at the moment. Right now, we're going to be late," Harry said while grabbing his brother's arm and leading him towards the door. They had at most 2 minutes to catch the bus, and Harry wasn't planning on having his perfect on-time record broken today.

On the other side of town, however, Louis Tomlinson was still snoring away peacefully, glasses askew. His brown hair was messily scattered over his forehead and pillow, and his mouth was so wide open that Matthew was tempted to drop an M&M in there. But this was no time to fool around.

Matthew practically ran over to his twin brother's side and shook him with all the force he could muster. "Come on, Louis! We're going to be late!" he shouted in an attempt to wake Louis up.