I think I wanna Harry Lou. (A Larry Stylinson FanFic)

Chapter 17

Chapter 17, hallelujah. 

I know you guys are mad at me and you are totally right. I'm a useless prick for not uploading in such a long time. You guys are killing me with kindness and I'm just like: 'Oh, they probably wouldn't mind if I forget to upload for 4 weeks.'

Well actually, it's not like that. In these 4 weeks, I've been on a school trip to London for  five days, we had to stay in host family's. Also, I wrote pretty much three chapters and I lost them. I hate myself.

I've got tickets for One Direction<3. I'm going to see them may 3th:D. With my cousin who only wants to see Zayn and knows like, 2 songs... But yeah:).

This chapter is dedicated to: @Greyeyedgoddess

Because she's one of my awesome readers, and left a sweet message on the last chapter<3.

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Please, please tell me what you think about this story, because I don't feel like writing new chapters if nobody likes them, haha:).

Song for this chapter: 'Rock me - One Direction' 

Just because I can.

Love you sweeties, and enjoy reading! xx 

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Sara’s POV

Anne and I looked at each other and laughed. We knew this would happen, she didn’t believe us. And although she could’ve guessed we weren’t actually going dress-shopping when we entered the building where they lived, she was pretty shocked when Louis opened the door.

She gaped at Louis and Harry, flabbergasted, and then it was Harry’s turn to be shocked. ‘I know she doesn’t know but you could’ve at least told her where she was going…’ My sister took a step towards the boys, and then pulled one of Harry´s curls, so it bounced back, and then poked his cheek.

It was as if she wanted to prove that this was reality. It was quite a funny sight if you ask me… ´We did tell her Harry,´ said Anne and I at the same time. She looked at me and I continued: ‘But she wouldn’t believe us…’

Her mouth hung open and when she didn’t respond I squeezed her arm with my nails. She yelped in Payne (>.<) and then the others came up behind Harry and Louis. ‘Vas Happenin?’ said Zayn, but when he saw Anne he seemed to back down a bit, nervously. I wondered what was up with him. He held a glass of Fanta when she stared back, but he dropped it. Glass scattered all over the floor and he quickly grabbed a broomstick while still blushing.

Then my sister seemed to have come to realization and acceptation that this really was real, so she finally closed her mouth and held her hand out to shake everyone’s hand. ‘Hello, nice to meet you, I’m Violet.’

Liam’s POV

We all settled down on one of the sofa’s, except for Zayn, who was still cleaning up the mess. There was a kind of awkward silence, and then Harry grabbed Louis’s and dragged him to the kitchen. Ugghh, I don’t even want to know.

A few seconds Zayn came inside, with something hidden behind his back. Carefully avoiding eye contact with Anne (I know him to well to not know what’s going on), he walked to the couch where me and Niall were snuggled up to. Grinning, he asked: ‘Up for a game, Payne?’. Hmm I don’t know…

‘Depends on what game, Malik’, I said. He grinned. ‘What about…’ He showed what game he was hiding behind his back, ‘Just dance 4?’ Okay seriously? Zayn was so bad at dancing, even I would be able to beat him. Piece of Pudding. Niall grinned at me, and I laughed. ‘You sure about that Zayn?’ I asked. He nodded. Oh, it’s on. ‘It’s on like donkey Kong!’ I screamed, and I carefully lifted Niall off my lap.