Larry fics

heat

Louis was going to be sick.

He could tell from the way his stomach was churning and his head was pounding and his palms were sweaty, like all of his separate body parts were falling over themselves in a competition to see who could make him feel worse. And he honestly didn’t know who was winning.

“He’ll be alright, mate, “ Niall insists, lying what’s supposed to be a comforting hand onto Louis’ shoulder, “he’ll be fine.”

“They’re all alphas. You can’t trust alphas.” Louis murmurs, keeping his eyes locked on the stark white journalism building in front of them. Fellow uni students of all levels were scattered about, chatting quietly or jotting passages down in notebooks. There was even the occasional student eating their lunch. The thought of food at this exact moment made Louis’ stomach twist in displeasure.

“Hate to break it to you, but you’re an alpha, Louis. I’m an Alpha. You aren’t dating him, or even bonded to him. You’re just as much of a threat-“

“I’d never hurt him. You know I wouldn’t. But not all alphas are like me. Plus, you’re mated to Zayn. You’re an exception.” Louis cuts Liam off quickly, shrugging off his backpack so that it falls to the ground in front of his feet. “I’m going to call him.”

“This is a bit possessive, don’t you think? He’s due out any minute now. I’m sure he did fine.” Zayn sounds reprimanding, like he can hear all of Louis’ thoughts and doesn’t approve of a single one of them. He probably can. Louis doesn’t really care, at the moment.

“Of course it’s possessive. I want to mate with him. I want him to be mine. If he comes out smelling like another Alpha-“

“You’ll do nothing-“

“I’ll find them and kill them.” Louis finishes, bending down to fish his phone out of the front pocket of his bag.

“Wait a minute, at least.” Niall tries, and Louis sighs when Liam gives him a stern look.

“One minute, fine.”

(It’s not as if Louis thinks Harry is incapable of taking care of himself- but he’s an Omega. Louis doesn’t want to be narrow-minded and oppressive, doesn’t want to reinforce the idea that unmated Omegas can’t be around Alphas alone, but. He can’t exactly help his feelings. It’s his instinct to protect Omegas- to protect Harry, especially. And all of these godforsaken journalism students are Alphas. It’s grating Louis’ nerves.)

“When are you going to tell him, then? That you’re proper crazy for him? I think soon is a good time. He’s crazy for you too, you know.” Zayn says casually, flicking the cigarette between his fingers onto the marble steps of the building. Louis glares.

“I’ll tell him when I’m good and ready. “

“Better hurry up before he bonds with someone else.” Niall says cheerfully, and Louis doesn’t dignify that with a response, too busy watching the doors of the building where a flood of students are pouring out. They’re all different and unique but still hold an air of professionalism- like how all writers should come off, Louis thinks offhandedly- and they go their separate ways easily. It’s a wave of Alpha scent, and Louis’ nostrils flare as he looks around for Harry.