Harry and Louis were never together. After a well-deserved break, One Direction is going back and not nearly as big as before. In order to gain publicity, management decides to give the fans what they always wanted. Larry Stylinson! They really didn...
"Get up get up get up get up get up," Zayn yelled repeatedly smacking Louis in the head with a pillow.
"Stop stop stop stop," Louis yelled back, shielding his head from the attack.
"Harry's here to pick you up. It's 12:35," Zayn explained, watching as realization dawned on Louis' face.
Louis was up as fast as could be, kicking his sheets off his legs, pulling off his shirt and throwing it on the way to his bathroom.
"Throw me some clothes mate," Louis called from the bathroom with the sweats he slept in already off and a toothbrush in his mouth.
Zayn huffed before looking through Louis' closet to gather Louis an outfit.
"Where are you going?"
"The park I twink," Louis answered poorly, still brushing his teeth.
Zayn only responded with a 'hm' sound before reaching for a short sleeve black Adidas shirt with matching black skinny jeans.
"Where do you want this?" Zayn asked walking in front of Louis' bathroom door with Louis' clothes in hand. Louis only stuck out a hand, silently requesting the clothes.
"Thanks, mate," Louis thanked, quickly trying to throw the shirt over his head.
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Zayn only nodded before going back into Louis' room to gather Louis' socks, shoes, and phone into one place at the bottom of Louis' bed.
"All your stuff is on your bed. I'm going to apologize to Harry for you," Zayn explained before walking out of Louis' room back downstairs to Harry.
Harry's head jerked to looked at Louis' stairs when he heard the motion.
"He's getting ready. Just sleeping in," Zayn explained halfway down Louis' stairs.
"That's okay. I was late anyway," Harry responded, looking down at his laced hands.
"Shouldn't that mean he's already up and ready?" Zayn questioned. He had finished his journey down Louis' extremely long stairs. Harry only responded with a shrug of his shoulders, still looking down at his hands.
"I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready. I've been ready for hours," Louis yelled, running down his stairs two at a time.
"I told him you slept in," Zayn said with a slight smirk.
"I've been ready for five minutes," Louis corrected himself, smiling innocently.
"It's fine, I was kinda late, but I didn't figure we needed to leave at ten if we don't need to be there til one and its only a thirty minute drive so I-,"
"Hey, Harry. It's cool," Louis interrupted Harry's idle ramble.
"So you're ready now?" Harry asked, standing from Louis' couch.
