how to: steal someone's boyfriend. [larry stylinson] ✔️

nine | saturday night

Harry woke up with his bum pushing against Louis' crotch because he had an obsession with being a little spoon, but the feeling made his cheeks burn bright red as soon as his eyes opened. The smell of strawberry was still swirling through his nose and he sighed with content, beginning to groan under his breath when he felt a sharp pain shoot through his head. He had way too much to drink last night, and he knew it.

Suddenly, Harry's stomach began to churn and he figured that he had to pee from holding it in for too long last night, so he quickly moves himself from Louis' grip and steps out of the bed. The cold air makes the hair on the back of his neck stand up as he walks to the bathroom and takes care of his stuff, like his morning breath, and when he comes back Louis is sitting up in bed while rubbing his eyes.

"Morning," cooed Harry adoringly, trying not to make his fond too obvious. Louis was oblivious though because he was too busy taking in Harry's appearance with wide eyes, tilting his head to the side as he tried to chase away his grogginess.

"You sleep with no pants?" asked Louis curiously, smiling as Harry hurriedly looked down at his body and noticed that he was only wearing a pair of blue boxers. He doesn't even remember taking off his jeans or clothes, but he guessed that it didn't matter because he didn't usually sleep in clothes anyways- but this was Louis.

"Are you not impressed?" teased Harry so that he didn't feel too awkward about Louis seeing him in his boxers, feeling relief flow through him when Louis laughed and started to get out of bed. He swung the falling sheets back onto the bed as he stood up and stretched his arms over his head, unaware of the way his sweater was lifting and making Harry practically drool.

"Why would I be impressed by such a gross person?" said Louis in a joking manner. Harry laughed and watched as Louis walked over to his dresser so that he could pick out clothes to wear for today, trying to keep himself calm and contained, but it was hard when you're living with the most beautiful person in the world.

Harry hummed in thought while occasionally glancing at Louis, making his way over to his own dresser to do the same, knowing what he wanted to do right now. He could tell that Louis knew what he was thinking too because they met eyes for a split second and Harry gathered enough courage to simply say:

"Maybe we could go to the cafe."

"I'd like that." responded Louis joyously.

"It'll be like a date."

"Okay, you're pushing it."

"I have to tell you something though, it's about Z-" Harry had been quickly cut off by the door being pushed open by a very excited and hyper Niall Horan, and he felt his headache immediately return from the amount of positivity this guy had today. He had a bright smile on his face and a faraway look in his eye, as if he had been doing drugs before he came in here- which wouldn't be surprising at all.

"How'd you get in here?" asked Louis , his eyebrows furrowed. Niall waved him off and shut the door behind him as if this wasn't the creepiest thing that he could have done, too excited to give his input.

"Marina and I are dating!"

"I thought you were gay," Niall smacked Louis on the arm and Harry held back his laugh, not wanting to get hit as well by the blue eyed boy and have him thinking that he was taking sides. Niall twirled around the room and sighed dreamily, collapsing onto Harry's bed with his hand on his heart like a Disney princess, his eyes sparkling.

"We were just talking and I just straight up asked her and she said yes-" explained Niall quickly as Louis and Harry exchanged looks, thinking the same thing yet again.

"As much as we'd love to hear about your love life, Harry and I have somewhere to be." said Louis with a fake sympathetic smile. He put his hand on Harry's hip, and Harry grinned at the fact that he was being held by Louis directly in front of Niall as if it was nothing. Niall, seeming to get the hint, sat up in the bed and winked at both of them while wiggling his eyebrows.

"Does this mean you guys are dating?"

Harry starts to cough erratically, but Louis is completely unfazed. "No you twat, now go make out with Marina or something."

"You know what, I will! Wouldn't wanna be a third wheel," said Niall dramatically. Louis rolled his eyes at his best friend and pointed towards the door, showing him how to leave.

"Out." Niall raised his hands in defeat and walked towards the door backwards, keeping his eyes on Louis and Harry, just in case they randomly decided to make out out of nowhere so that he could know that his ship is real.

"Use protection!" he yelled, and then he slipped out of the door.

"Sorry about that." said Louis while shaking his head, not seeming the least bit embarrassed about what had happened. "Now let's get something to eat."

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The cafe was crowded yet again, not that Harry was necessarily complaining. It was warm inside, and so he took off his black coat and hung it on the back of his wooden chair, taking a seat straight across from Louis intentionally. Louis and Harry were sitting in the back of the cafe and the area only had a limited amount of light, but they didn't mind at all.

"I'm going to go order, want something?" asked Louis politely. He began to take out his wallet, and Harry frowned because he hoped that Louis didn't think that he was paying for his meal, though it was sweet.

Yeah, tea and a bagel with cream cheese. I'll pay for it though." Harry reached for his wallet, but Louis reached over the table and slapped his hand away so that the wallet fell onto his lap.

"I'm paying and that's final." and then he got up and disappeared into the crowd of students. Harry huffed and kicked his feet gently against the legs of his chair, looking around observantly. People were starting to sit down, and he could finally see Louis talking to someone at the cash register. The cashier was laughing at something Louis said and they turned to Harry while waving, which reminded Harry of how they met the other day.

Harry waved back and quickly averted his eyes towards the exit, not wanting louis to know that he was staring and acting like a creep. He was beginning to become more relaxed, that was, until Zayn and Liam walked in together holding hands as if they had been publicly dating. Zayn whispered something in Liam's ear, causing him to blush furiously and shift. Harry glanced back at Louis, who was taking out his wallet to pay for their things, and tapped his foot impatiently.

Turn around Louis, Harry thought. Liam and Zayn were about to take a seat near the front of the cafe where the light shone the most, but they spotted Louis and then decided to just leave. They probably thought that Harry had already told him, and it irks him that they couldn't even face the problem itself without wimping out. He had to tell Louis.

Louis came over a few minutes later with two cups of tea and a bagel on a tray, setting it on the table carefully and took a seat, scrunching his nose up at the uneasy look on my face. "You okay? You look like you're going to be sick-"

"Zayn is cheating on you." Harry blurted out. Louis stops sipping his tea and sets it down on the tray, and Harry waited for him to say something to ensure him that he either knew, or he wasn't going to dwell on the situation. Instead, he gets up and walks out of the cafe without as much as a goodbye.

 

*** When I wrote this chapter, I published the first chapter of Toxic I think. BREAK DANCES YOOO