Blind date (Larry Stylinson) {Completed!}

27.

I apologize for any mistakes

~enjoy <3

"You asked him to be your boyfriend, but he didn't hear you?" Liam questions, laying down on Harry's stomach.

Harry decided to spend time with his best mate at their apartment. They're on Liam's bed, both of them catching each other up on what's been happening for the last few days.

The younger man huffs at his best friend's weight. "Yes, but I asked him really super fast so obviously he wasn't going to understand. Fuck, I just need more time." Harry admits.

"And that's okay if you need time man. Don't stress it. When you're ready, you'll be ready. Niall is taking Louis out this weekend, and of course me, do you want to come? We'll be clubbing." Liam invites, tilting his up his head giving Harry puppy dog eyes.

"Ugh, yeah sure why not." Harry groans, pushing Liam off of his stomach. He turns his head and his gaze hits the floor, his eyes widen when he spotted a pair of pink panties.

"Liam, are you cheating on Niall?" He questions, looking back at the brown eyed man.

He furrows his eyebrows. "No, what the fuck, why would you ask-"

"There's a pair of panties over there you bloke." Harry scolded, pointing at the lace fabric on the floor. Liam's cheeks turn a crimson red, sighing deeply.

"Those are Niall's panties.." he confesses quietly. Harry stares at him suspiciously. "I'm for real, alright? He wears women's undergarments when we have sex." He says, his face turning more red.

"For real?" Liam nods his head, looking at Harry's face searching for a reaction. "That's cool."

"Yeah we're spicing up our sex life. How's your sex life with Louis?" He asks, laying down in his bed.

"It's fine I guess." Harry hummed looking straight at the ceiling, thinking about Louis.

"No kinks?"

"I have a few, but I dunno, I guess I never really focused on our sex life." Harry mumbled, imagining about all the things he'd do to Louis.

"Oh, this is good." Liam jumps off his bed, rubbing his hands together and walks out the room.

Oh no.

*

Days passed on, Darcy went over to Harry's house for a boxing lesson and he dropped her back off at Louis' house. Louis was trying to help his son through the night terrors, but nothing much worked.

It was a Friday and Louis couldn't be more stressed out. "You're dropping the kids off at Jake's house today?" Harry asked, walking out of the building with Louis right next to him.

"Yep." He sighs. "I just hope I get to see Noah. I really miss him. What he said just-"

"Hey hey," Harry stops in front of the blue eyed man, placing his hands on his shoulders. "You need to stop putting blame on yourself. Not all of it is your fault Louis, I know you feel like it is, but it isn't. You have to understand that Noah made the mistake of not communicating with you." Harry explained.

"He's my baby he doesn't make mistakes." Louis whined.

"See Lou, you see him as a baby. He's not a baby, he's a young man, and young men make mistakes. Everyone makes mistakes Lou, not everyone is perfect. You can't see him as a baby anymore love."
Harry smiles fondly. "You're too cute."

"You're right. You're right. Thank you." Louis sighs, "You're a good friend, you know? I am really happy that you're in my life. You're pretty chi-"