Waiting to Exhale [Larry S. Alpha/Omega Dynamics]

Predominate

(RIP to Harry's grandmother. Greatest of wishes of strength and willpower to his family.)

-Louis

"My name is Louis Tomlinson and I've been nominated by Niall to do the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge. I next nominate, Harry, Zayn, and Court." I said with a smirk, turning away from the camera Liam was holding to Harry who shot his eyebrows shot up at me.

Niall did a five second countdown before dumping the orange container of water over my head. I yelped, jumping backwards.

The numbness traveled throughout my body, feeling precisely like needles pricking at my skin, a nipping shock shooting from my head to torso.

"Never, never again!" I yelled at a laughing Niall who found sick satisfaction in my agony.

I ran my hand through my drenched, matted hair numerous times, pushing it up. Harry came over to me and wrapped a towel around my shoulders and I smiled unstably, thanking him.

"Nothing like ice cold water after a heat, right Lou?" Niall spoke, cackling while my body seems to be convulsing. My nervous system seemingly attempting to wither away and hide from the cold invasion.

"That was days ago but yeah. Sure, whatever." Harry took a smaller towel and dried my hair while standing in front of me.

"I told you never allow Niall to lure you into his little games."

"It's not a game. It was for awareness." I stated. Harry raised his brow.

"Awareness for?"

"ALS."

"And what exactly is 'ALS'?" He continued, throwing the damped towel off somewhere to the side of his front lawn.

"I'm not sure. Niall, what's ALS?" He shrugged.

"How am I to know? Liam's the smart one." Niall said before he turned and headed inside.

"Liam?"

"You just dumped ice cold water over your head and you don't know why?" Harry shook his head at me, removing the wet towel from around me, raking his eyes over my bare chest, blue shorts and legs. I shoved at his shoulder lightly.

"Perv."

"Those shorts are pure sin. Wear them more often." He whispered.

"Not outside. Never again." He went from flirty to dominant in a flash. It makes my head swirl.

"Liam, ALS?" I asked him again once we were all stationed in the kitchen while Anne was the granite island making us simple wheat tacos.  I sat next to Harry due to my drenched state and Naill sat propped on Liam's lap, cuddled into his shoulder, doing lord knows to his neck.

"ALS is a disease that affects the nerves in your brain and spinal chord. The ALS challenge has helped raise over seven million dollars and they use the Ice Bucket Challenge because when the ice water is poured on you, your nerves are affected just like those who have ALS. It's about raising awareness, just like when people wear pink for breast cancer, or blue for autism. So no Harold, it's not a little game." Liam chided.

"You tell 'em baby." Niall mumbled from his spot on Liam's neck.

"Here you are boys. Harry, can I speak with you for a moment?" Harry nodded. He slid out of the high island chair and kissed my shoulder, following his mum.

"Be right back." I nodded, watching him briskly walk away.

"God. This is fucking amazing." Niall groaned around a mouth full of the whole grain wheat wrap.