Eccedentesiast || Larry

30. Excited

L

"You fucker!"

To say the least, Zayn was not happy that Louis had done what he did.

After nearly cuddling Harry to death on his bed and kissing him for a good hour, he returned back to his flat, only to find Zayn waiting up for him in the living room. It was like that scene in The Incredibles; he was sitting on the couch, reading a book, and when Louis walked in, he switched the lamp on and set the book down (which resulted in a startled Louis). He had to explain to Zayn where he was, which then led to what he was doing and why he was doing it. Z was... angry.

"How could you do that to him?" Zayn whispers, looking on disappointingly at Louis.

"You know, Z. But that's in the past, okay? All of it. We're... um, good now," Louis smiles at the end, and if the blushing in his cheeks is any indication, Zayn knows just how in love he is right now.

He doesn't say anything for a while. Neither does Zayn. Then: "I'm happy for you, man."

Zayn claps a hand on Louis' back rather harshly, but he deserves it. These small prices to pay make up for the bigger amount he owes.

"Oh, now I have to meet him! Is he cute? Wait, yes he is, you've told me that like five times already."

"Ha ha," Louis sarcastically remarks, making a face and stepping away from his roommates questions.

"I'm serious! Invite him over for lunch tomorrow," Zayn calls after him when he's halfway down the hall, and the raven haired lad has stopped laughing.

Louis waves him off with a not-so-friendly hand gesture that involves a middle finger. But he knows for a fact he definitely will be calling Harry as soon as he's locked in his room.

-

Louis' just finished styling his hair (his usual feathery fringe; just the way Harry likes it) when a knock sounds from the front door.

He has to rush to beat Zayn, he knows this, because Zayn will surely embarrass the hell out of him.

"Harry, you're here!"

Too late.

Louis slides across the hardwood floor as he tries to get to the front door before Zayn pulls Harry into his signature don't-you-dare-pull-anything hugs. He's not too late for that, fortunately for Harry.

Harry's got a black, long-ish coat on with buttons up the whole front and a scarf wrapped around his neck. Which seems a bit extensive for September, but, whatever. He smiles brightly when he spots Louis. Zayn looks confused at his sudden change in facial expression, but he understands when Louis comes up behind him and nudges him, silently pleading for him to move. Zayn obliges, but he lingers not too far away from the two.

Louis knows it's only been around twelve hours since he's last seen him, but it's also been twelve whole hours since he's kissed him—way too long, if you ask him.

He cups Harry's cheeks in his hands and presses an urgent kiss to his lips. Harry gasps, as if he wasn't expecting it. Zayn is right there, after all. However, Louis really does not care. He deepens the kiss, causing Harry to drop the plate with tinfoil wrapped around it and bring his hands up to Louis' neck, pulling him closer. They only pull away when Zayn starts to make gagging noises.

Harry's blushing and smiling and biting his lip—Louis fucking loves it, loves him. "I baked some cookies."

Harry bends down to pick them up. He folds away the foil to reveal a dozen or so chocolate chip cookies, each one big and appetizing. Of course Harry baked cookies, he's too adorable not to do so.

"Thank you. They look delicious, babe," Louis says as he presses another kiss to his forehead.

"You're welcome, Boyfriend," Harry giggles.

They have yet to actually formally decide that they're together, but it was sort of a given last night.

"Girlfriend."

"Heeeyy!" Harry pouts, jutting out his bottom lip and snatching the plate away when Louis tries to sneak one.

Louis laughs and shakes his head (rather fondly. Honestly, he's like a love-sick puppy). He pries the cookies away from Harry's hands and walks into the kitchen as Harry toes off his boots and hangs his coat and scarf on the rack beside the door.

Zayn's setting plates piled with food on the glass table. Silverware and napkins were placed there earlier, due to Louis' eagerness. Their lunch consists of veggie burgers (who knew fake meat that actually tastes good existed?) and fries. Harry looks skeptical when he sits down, but they both know that even if it were real meat, he'd bite into it happily just to please the chef.

"Don't worry, it's a veggie," Zayn says, pulling out a chair for himself and sitting at the head of the table. "Louis wouldn't shut his-"

"Zayn, please," Louis shushes him. Harry smiles at them.

It's all great, maybe too great, when all three of them are laughing at something Harry said about cats that his mom yelled at him for when he initially said it. Everything is unreal, really, because Zayn genuinely likes Harry, and Harry genuinely likes Zayn. It's like, how did he get this lucky? His boyfriend and his best friend are getting along. Harry even accidentally kicks Louis under the table from laughing so hard, which Louis lets go because he's laughing too.

"Thank you for inviting me," Harry says as they make their way to the doorway.

"Don't thank me. Zayn practically forced me to to invite you- I mean, not that I didn't want you here, but I, uh..."

"Shut up," Harry says, and then they're kissing fucking again. But it's never enough, even if they're old and wrinkly and kissing each other goodnight, no amount of the intimate gesture will add up to much.

"Hey, I'm going back to the cookout... want to come? You can meet all my friends!" Harry says a little too excitedly when they pull away, his hands resting on Louis' chest.

Louis smiles at the boy before him. "Sure," he says, and presses his lips to Harry's forehead before grabbing his coat.

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(wowwowwow that kiss bit was cheesy and sweet and i love it. okayyy, so after this is over ((like 10 chapters!!!!!)) i'm definitely going to focus on Looking For Harry. i've got the first chapter up, check it out please??? EDIT: uh does anyone know wtf looking for harry is?? i'm assuming it's a fic but i have no memory of it whatsoever and it's nowhere in my drafts.

i'm excited yet dreading the end of this! how do you feel about it?

QOTC: how many of you are following me?

STEAL MY GIRL IS SO GOOD JOLY AJODC I THINK IT'S ABOUT ZERRIE.