Sticks and Stones - A Larry Stylinson fanfiction [boyxboy]

Chapter Fourteen

Sorry all, I've been a bit out of it, and probably will be for a while. I'm sorry if it's short, but it's somewhat just a precourser to what is to come I suppose. Also, where I'm from, the school year has just now started .____.

so, to keep me happy, and not wanting to shoot myself because of school... read, vote, comment, fan and love Larry Stylinson 

xoxoxoxo Hailey

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Louis’s P.O.V

            I heard Ed’s voice blaring pretty loudly at some ungodly hour of the morning. It was some remixed version with repetitive base and droning noises just saying “I wanna be drunk when I wake up”, and instantly, as my head pounded, I though; ‘Fuck, I think I am’. Then the music kept blaring.

            Suddenly, I felt a large warm presence hovering over top of me, and the bed dipped on the side the music was coming from. I opened my eyes, only to see a shirtless Harry leaning over top of me, tapping at his phone on my bedside table.

            “Sorry boo,” he said, his voice deep and husky like it always did in the morning. Suddenly, the sound of his morning voice causing my cheeks to burn bright red in the dim light of my bedroom and I simply nodded. Odd.

            “I had my alarm set for that interview the other day, and I guess I just never turned it off,” he groaned. “Shit, it’s only like five to six in the morning.”

            “It’s all good,” was all I managed to stutter out before Harry’s one arm slipped out from underneath him and he fell down over top of me, just nearly keeping himself up before I got crushed. Needless to say though, he was now only a few inches away from.

            “Sorry,” he whispered out. His face was right near mine and he was smiling humourously at his own clumsiness.

            I was stock still at his close proximity and I had no clue why. I mean, we’ve been far closer than this plenty of times; what, with all of our hugging and cuddling and showy moments. But God, I don’t know… this was… different?

            Hell, I don’t know why, but lately, it had all been different.