Intent on Hating You (Larry Stylinson)

-Prologue-

-Intent on Hating You-

-Prologue-

‘So is it true you like the older woman? The interviewer asked Harry. The crowd looked up at him expectantly. Harry opened his mouth to reply, but I couldn’t miss this opportunity, like he’s done so many times before to me, I cut across him.

 ‘Oh Harry loves the older woman’ I said, Liam groaned in the seat next to me. I looked at Harry who just smiled, but I knew I’d reached a nerve, a thought that made me smile. He caught me looking and gave me a warning look. Maggie, the interviewer giggled at Harry and winked.

 ‘That’s all we have time for today, thank you for coming in today boys’ she said grinning 

 ‘Thanks for having us’ Liam smiled at her; Harry sent her a final wink before the camera was turned off.

 ‘Thanks boys, that was great. If you would return to the dressing room, someone will collect you when your ride is here’ Maggie said sweetly before turning around and walking off towards the cafeteria. We all gave each other a look before walking off towards the dressing room,

 The walk to the dressing room was silent. We walked in, I was last into the room and upon passing through I was violently pushed backwards and into the wall, I winced upon contact.

 ‘Harry’ Liam said seriously ‘Leave it’

 ‘What do you think you’re playing at?’ Harry growled at me as Zayn pulled him away from me, I rubbed the back of my head.

 ‘What do you mean?’ I asked calmly, I tried to hide my smirk as Harry snarled at me.

  ‘Oh, Harry loves the older woman’ Harry replied in a high-pitched voice, I tried not to laugh

  ‘As that meant to be an impression of me?’ I asked chuckling at his scowl.

 ‘You’re such an Idiot, Tomlinson’ Harry spat

 ‘It’s why everyone loves me’ I smiled

  ‘Oh just shove it up-‘

  ‘You two, Please!’ Liam interrupted ‘Can we not have one day when you’re not at each others throats?’ He ran a hand over his face in a frustrated manor,

  ‘I prefer public Harry and Louis who smile when they’re next to each other’ Niall said sadly. Zayn put his arm around him gently,

 Harry scowled at me before walking over to the small sofa and falling onto it, He put his feet on the coffee table and reached into his pocket for his phone as the door opened straight into me. I grabbed my nose as it throbbed painfully.

  ‘Oh my god’ I moaned, Liam ran over to me as Harry burst into hysterics, Paul walked in and put a hand on my shoulder looking concerned at me

 ‘Classic’ Harry choked out between laughs

 ‘Sorry, Lou’ Paul said patting my back, I just nodded

  ‘No problem’ I managed to say, although it came out pretty muffled thanks to my hand

 ‘Afternoon boys’ He smiled

  ‘Hey Paul’ Niall sighed

  ‘Vas’ Happenin?’ Zayn yawned, Harry waved absentmindedly, and Liam ignored him as he was trying to get a look at my nose,

  ‘Well that was your last appointment in Bristol boys’ He smiled ‘We’re going back to London for a while’ we all nodded at him

 ‘Paul’ Harry said suddenly