The Bet- Larry Stylinson fanfic

Chapter 1

Harry's POV

I threw my hand back against my mattress, I was not going to get up. Nope. The only person who might be trying to wake me up is Niall, he was probably hungry. He's not as hungry as everyone thinks, he just really likes my pancakes.

The force of a small hand bruised my left cheek, and I knew it wasn't Nialler. Of course, Louis has a interview today. Without me.

Just him and Zayn, ugh. I would be fine with Niall, because he doesn't touch on Lou very much. But Liam and Zayn are always on him, I hate it. A couple times I had to force them off him, but Louis was just messing around.

Zayn isn't as touchy as Liam, but I get a bit jealous. Or should I say jeaLouis? Ha, I'm hilarious!

Still, my bed shifted and the weight of Louis woke me up. For such a small boy, you'd think he'd be light. His knees are on both sides of my hips, with his bum near my crotch. Oh god.

Holy. I can't help but look up. His smile is smaller than normal, but genuine. He stares at me with those eyes, oh, fück. His eyes are like an angels, but now they glow from sleepiness. His hair is messy, and looks adorable from his bedhead.

Lou notices me staring and grows a small smirk, jumping off me. He struts to the door frame, and I just notice he's shirtless. I take a sharp breath in and Louis throws his arms up. I let out a loud laugh, releasing the pressure from my boxers.

I sit up, rubbing my eyes. Louis walks back to his room, still strutting. I sigh, this really is hell.  Falling in love with your best mate, and having to hide it. It's alot harder than you think, Louis acts like we're dating. He acted like this since we met, so I know he doesn't feel the same way as me.

Really its been one year and the only people who know are Gemma and Liam. I feel like Liam touches on Lou to make me jealous, sometimes...

I throw on a dark green shirt and run my hair back with my hand. I tiptoe around the living room where Niall and Zayn lay on the couch, Liam on our recliner. Last night we had a SLEEPOVER!

Liam asked if they could stay the night for some reason, and Louis was super excited. Last night was fun, but I find it a bit weird that Niall is cuddling with Zayn. Zayn is normally distant and last night Niall was on the ground.

Suddenly, a huge weight is thrown on my shoulders. Louis almost crashes me over, but we both make a sound on impact. Liam stirs, and Louis leans forward. Before I know it, my chest stops my face from hitting the floor. Louis groans, but doesn't sit up he just giggles.

A few footsteps make their way over here, and Liam rubs his eyes. His brown eyes widen, and he takes a step back. Louis flashes him a grin and flips over on my back. I let out another growl and Liam raises an eyebrow at me. I sigh and lay my head on the floor, softly.

Liam always wakes up early so he doesn't look that tired, and once Louis gets up I stomp to the kitchen. Liam smirks and I glare at him, picking up a conversation.

H: So Boobear when's your interview?

Lou: In a hour, why Hazza? Trying to get rid of me?

I let out a chuckle and turn to the fridge grabbing a carton of eggs. Louis runs to get changed, and the click of the door signals Liams lecture.

L: Hazza, you have to tell him. Or hint it to him, anything. He's so oblivious. Come on you can't keep taking advantage of this friendship to pretend your together.

H: Li, I can't tell him. And I'm not taking advantage of him, I'm being his friend. That's it. I haven't acted on anything, so forget it.

Liam sighs and lays his head on the counter kinda sleepy. He looks stressed over something, but I don't want to pester him.

The ding of stove, sends me running to my pancakes. Running feet of course, reveal Niall. He smiles at me, not tired at all. I hand him a plate and he takes 4 pancakes, leaving everyone else 2 each. Stomping feet make their way over and Zayn yanks a chair out for him at the bar.

I notice the way they all walk, Liams feet are like a girls, small and quiet. Niall runs almost everywhere, Zayn's feet are heavier. Louis is the only who walks many different ways, sometimes tiptoes, runs, and sometimes stomps everywhere. It kinda depends on his mood.

Zayn takes his pancakes and sits as far from Niall as he can. Niall looks hurt but stabs his pancakes, stuffing his mouth. Lou jumps onto Liam, and Liam let's out a girly screech. Liam huffs and starts to tickle Louis. Louis giggles and pins Liam down, but they both get up.

Louis walks over to my side of the bar, and I get a good look at him. He's wearing a white shirt that's a bit see through, and skinny jeans that are almost black. I miss his suspenders, but he grew out of them.

He snatches the pancake off my plate, and I glare at him. He chuckles, grabbing my milk. After he chugs it, he leans over the bar to Zayn. They exchange a glance and Zayn leaves to get changed.

Zayn comes back after a while with his hair in a quiff. We're all spread out on the couch, watching cartoons. He scoots next to Louis on the couch, and I glare at him. Even though he's not looking at me, I mentally smack him. I'm pretty sure Zayn is getting the hints, but still is all over my Boobear.

They head out, Niall and Liam too. I'm left to mess around by myself. I did play a few video games with Liam after Niall left, but I still have an hour left til Louis comes home.