Fall Into Me (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 3 (Part 1)

HELLO EVERYONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

I'm splitting this chapter into two parts because it's gonna be longer, and I really wanted to update for you guys because it's been about a week since I last updated and I don't want to upset anyone! 

the story seems kinda slow right now but just you wait! ive got plenty of some dramarama thats gonna SMACK you in the face and you won't know what hit ya!

ok i'll stop talking now so you can read! ayyyy here we goo!

Chapter 3

Beep.

Stupid alarm.

Beep.

Shut up.

Beep.

Shut the fuck up!

Beep. Beep. BEEP.

LORD HAVE MERCY. My eyes suddenly flew open, and I sat straight up, gasping. My sheets were wet, and my forehead was sweaty.

I cupped my cool hands to my face to try and calm myself down. I swung my shaky legs to the side of the bed, and made my way to the window. I drew a long breath as I opened the window to let a very cold breeze in. I was naked, yet I felt so hot, and the chilly air felt really good. Suddenly I realized I was probably exposing myself to all my neighbors across the street. Blushing, I ran over to my bathroom which was connected to my room and locked the door.

I made my way over to the mirror peering at my face. It was flushing red. And I had a slight tremor shaking my hands. I guess I was still wired up from that dream I had last night. But the weird thing is, is that I don’t remember what it was about but obviously it was a nightmare, right?

“Harry, are you awake sweetie?”

“Yes, Mum!” I yelled back. I sighed and got ready for school.

This morning I was walking to school alone. Usually Liam and Zayn walk with me, but today Liam had to work on an English project, so he had to leave extra early. He invited me to come along but no way in hell was I going; no offense Liam. It was nice walking alone though. I had to clear my head of all the drama that I had caused yesterday dealing with the boys.

“Hazza!”

Huh? I turned my head to the side with a puzzled look on my face to see who called me.

Of course, none other than Louis Tomlinson. Who else calls me that? And he was driving! Oh shit of course he was driving. He got to pick up his new car, that his mum got him, yesterday.

“Oh hey,” I said quietly trying to avoid his gaze, picking up my feet to return my pace on towards school.

“Well you want a ride, yeah?”

“Um. That’s alright. I should probably walk…”

“Harry, don’t be stupid!” He started to sound upset. I looked over to see if I was right. Shit, his face. It looks sad. I can’t turn down a face like that.

“Harry, it’s very cold, and I don’t want you to get sick. Also, I was just heading to get some tea! Please ride with me?”

I was hesitant, but I decided that it wouldn’t hurt to get tea with him. I sighed and turned to get into the passenger’s seat.

When I opened the door his face brightened up into the most breathtaking grin, and he started jumping around a bit. My heart started to flutter and I had to stifle a laugh with a fake cough. He has such an affect on my emotions. He’s just so beautiful.