finding louis ✈ larry stylinson

day twelve part two✈️

so...i've been updating everyday wtf is wrong with me lol and everyone hating on baeee

{may have mistakes}

day twelve part two:

everyone stays silence, the strong wind only talking to the trees loudly in the background. niall stays silent, biting his fingers nervously as he looks at the frozen ocean further ahead. he didn't want harry to know like this and to make it worst, harry was asking louis to be his boyfriend on this night. christmas night. him and harry spent weeks preparing on what harry was going to say and buy a gift for louis but that is all gone down the drain because he's brother, ruined harry's chance. he never wanted to go against zayn's thinking but his mind just couldn't take the pressure of thinking someone is not meant for his best friend because his brother thinks it also. he likes the thought of people being happy with another because himself never had the chance to experience it.

louis stares at the snow, vans slowly getting coated by the falling snow. he hugs himself tighter as shivers begin to quickly crawl up and down his body as if they are eating away his strong guilt feeling stuck in his system. he too, never wanted to tell harry - at least not like this. long ago, he knew that if he didn't tell harry sooner about his past before they got serious, his past would return the favour and catch up with him and say a quick, deadly hello.

mark watches from the doorframe as his son's body posture grows less exciting, feeling the happy christmas vibes fade away from his body. he frowns, rubbing his sweaty palm down his face as he looks up to the sky, wishing that his son didn't have to go through this all over again but sadly, the wish vanishes in the cold, thin air with the snowflakes.

ginger looks around, completely dumbfounded of the situation is that forming around her. she quickly sucks in her bottom lip covered in bright red lipstick and crosses her tanned legs as she continues to lean on the frame, watching mark look at the back of louis' head.

zayn lights up cigarette, pushing it pass his cracked lips as he looks at niall with a glare. why would his brother suddenly turn against him and think the opposite of his thoughts about louis? a few months back, he was discussing how louis can't be near harry but now, he just sees niall as a trader in a strong disuse.

harry's eyes stay glued on louis, eyes moving as the cold, blue eyed lad sucks in a breath and look at the ground, vans digging into the snow. he doesn't exactly know what's going on because zayn's sudden appearance made him feel excited but once those words flew out his mouth, his mood went down south. why would zayn say something like that? what is he saying about louis? what's happening? all possible questions fill his mind recklessly, immediately him wanting to smash his head into the cold snow to make everything stop.

but he knows it won't work because everyone is completely frozen and deep in their thoughts.

"zayn?" harry's faint voice blends into the air. "tell me, tell me what you're saying."

zayn rolls his eyes, taking the cigarette from between his lips, " i said it before. he was a criminal, harry."

"how?"

"well, niall here actually has the proof, don't you niall?" zayn chuckles, watching niall's blue eyes glow nervously. he shifts as harry lets out a strangled gasp.

"wait, niall-you knew?"

niall looks up, "harry! it's not what it l-"

harry cuts him off, "what? you are on zayn's side also? pretending that you liked seeing louis and i together?"