Little Louder Now (Harry Styles/One direction fanfic)

Chapter 39: Making a memory

Readers, this gets a little steamy.  hope you can handle the dirtyness.

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Chapter 38: Making a memory

*Louis' POV*

I sighed.  After Zayn left with Ed, which I wasn't sure was a good thing after Zayn getting punched and all, Niall, myself, Charlie and Holland went back to watching the movie.  It was getting boring really.  The scary parts just made me laugh, but the actress in it was fit so whatever.  Holland kept checking her mobile to see if Liam was going to call, but nothing so far.  If Liam is trying to fix his problem with Holls, he's doing a piss poor job of it.

"Don't worry, love.  He'll call soon," i tried to assure her, but when Liam left earlier, he had an overnight bag so I didn't really think he'd be coming home any time soon.  She frowned, checking her mobile one more time.

"Give me that," Niall said taking away her phone.  "You're making me nervous when you keep checking your phone every two seconds."

"Give that back!" Holls whined.

In response Niall took her mobile and stuck it down the front of his pants.  "Nope.  No getting it now."

"That's so gross," she said in disgust.  "You're such a child.  Give it back."

"Come and get it.  Do you know how many girls would want to try and get their hands in theses pants?" Niall responded and wiggled his hips in an attempt at being cheeky.

"Don't get cocky.  Only one girl I can think of wants in those chinos and she's sitting next to you," Holland retorted.  "Don't make me send Char in there to get them."

Charlie giggled and kissed Niall.  "Will you give her mobile back?" she asked.

"Nope.  It's gone for good," Niall smirked.

This banter is getting on my nerves.  "I'll get it then," I said, getting up off the couch and moving towards the Irishman. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way.  Or the medium hard way or the catastrophic way with involves me 'accidentally' ripping of your dick," I threatened.

"No.  No can do," Niall said disbelievingly.

"Fine," I said to the blonde who was laying on the floor.  I leaped into action sitting on Niall's chest.  I went straight for his trousers, struggling to shove my hand in and find the phone.

"Lou, what the fuck?  Your supposed to be on my team and you're squishing and tickling me," Niall said exasperated from laughter and struggling to get out from under me.  "OW!  That is NOT the phone!" Niall screamed.

"I warned you about the catastrophic way, but it's your fault for not making this easy," still trying to locate the mobile. 

I froze when I heard the doorbell.

"Not it! Every time someone answers the door it's a fight or someone gets punched in the face," Niall said nervously.  The girls nodded their head in agreement.

"I think you guys should invest in a peephole so you can see whose on the other side before you open the door," Charlotte said with a grin.

"Not a bad idea.   We'll have to investigate into that," I said.  It really was a good idea.  The doorbell rang again.

"Fine you pussies.  I'll go," I stated.  I got off of Niall and he let out a sigh of relief at finally being able to breath easily again.

"Just because I have a pussy doesn't mean I AM one," Charlie snapped at me as I left the den and went into the entryway to get the door.