Remember (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 11

A/N Early chapter!! I had a lot of time to write and I knew exactly how I wanted this chapter to go, so it went fairly quickly. There will still be an update on Wednesday, but I have school off tomorrow so I should still get a decent chapter done.

And again, I seriously can't tell you how happy I get when I see I got a comment ;-) Even though I don't have that many readers (yet) it's nice to know I still have some.

Love you guys!

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Harry's POV

It was like Louis being nice to me never happened. It was back to yelling and arguing as soon as my mum left the next day. Weeks had passed and I think the boys were ready to kill us just to get us to stop.

"Would you two just shut your mouths for once?" Liam snapped irritably. I glowered at Louis.

"It's not my fault this kid's a pathetic excuse of a singer," he sneered.

"Look who's talking!" I growled.

"Are you really that stupid to not know it's me talking? Tsk, you need your head checked," Louis hissed.

"Shut. Up," Zayn yelled.

We were at his flat, watching random movies that nobody was actually paying attention to. Me and Louis were to busy quarreling, and the other three were trying to stop us.

This had been going on for roughly an hour. I was mildly surprised Liam hadn't thrown us out.

"No," Louis said simply. He raised his eyebrows, daring Zayn to reply.

"Harry, come with me," Liam said, getting to his feet. I followed him out the door and to his car.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"We're going to management and getting you the hell out of Louis's flat. I'm fed up with you guys and if this is the only way to make things better, then so be it," he sighed.

I felt guilty. I had been so selfish. I had been so caught up with my own problems and conflicts with Louis that I hadn't seen how it was affecting everyone else. I bit my lip.

"Liam, I'm really sorry. I didn't notice how everyone else was getting annoyed by it. But...I don't want to move out of the flat. That means he wins. He wants me out of there, and once I am, he'll start pushing me to get removed from the band," I explained. Liam frowned.

"It's been two months since you joined and things are progressively getting worse with you guys. What happens if it starts getting physical?" he asked.

"If he ever hurts me physically or the other way around, I promise I'll get the hell out of there," I said.

"I just want you to get along. I know you want to also, it's just he's being stupid. I think you should try to kill him with kindness," Liam said, smiling.

"I can barely avoid choking him to death, how am I supposed to actually be nice?" I complained.

"You're determined, Harry. Actually, you're a lot like Aubrey was. If you want something, you have the will to get it," Liam said.

"I guess," I sighed.

"We should go back inside," he suggested. I shook my head.

"I think it's better if I just go," I said.

"Are you sure? I really don't want Louis to ruin your evening," he said.

"If I stayed, then both me and Louis would ruin everyone's evening," I said. He chuckled.