Partition (Larry Stylinson Smut)

Chapter 4

This chapter is a bit shorter than the other ones, but it's worth it.
What do you think is going to happen?
Also, imagine there to be way more floor space inside. (It'll make sence later).
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Louis P.O.V.

We should have left by now, but Matt told the driver to wait while he talks to someone. Jesus, can we just leave already? The ride is going to be long anyways and I want to get this over with. I try to check out who he's talking to, but I can't place it. Whatever, I wasn't really trying. Might as well go on my phone while I wait, however long that takes. I decide to scroll through the comments of my Instagram post. Nobody knows how much I'd rather be at home watching a movie by myself, but the comments are nice. I then completely zone out while going through other people's feed, before I hear another two voices added to the conversation outside. So now there's five guys standing outside the limo- Stan (the driver), Matt, the guy that talked to him, another guy, and the green-eyed man from inside. Wait, wait, wait, what's he doing here?

"We've come to a compromise and you'll be sharing the limo," the man standing with Matt says to the green-eyed guy. What the fuck? "Once again, thank you so much for sharing your limo, I'll be sure to send his half of the cost ASAP." Before I know it, the green-eyed man is being gently pushed into the vehicle by the other mysterious man. Shit, shit, shit! Those two other guys are his fucking manager and assistant!

"Text us when you guys arrive, okay?," Matt says quickly. The green-eyed man's face said it all- 'the fuck?' My face probably looks hysterical too.

He instantly starts talking to the driver. The conversation is along the lines of 'there's a mistake' and 'I'm just doing my job.' I didn't catch all of it, still in shock.

He's sitting two seats to my right. When he sits back, he looks at me for the first time since the initial shock. The only thing I can think about is that this limo trip is wasted for me because of him. I finally get to be alone on my way to a place I don't want to be, and he takes it away from me. I look out of the window, ignoring him.

Harry P.O.V.

The silence is tortureous. This is the second most agonizing ten minutes of today. For some reason, I can't help feeling guilty. It's not my fault that this is happening, but the aquamarine eyes we're filled with dissapointment. I don't know what to do. What could I do? It doesn't seem like he'd want to talk. Fuck, this is so akward.

Me being uncomfortable is an understatement right now. I can't stop playing with my fingers. I feel like I should say something, maybe apologize or thank him. "Hey, um...thanks for sharing your ride," I say without moving my eyes away from my hands. "Sure," he says shortly while still looking out the window.

That kind of hurt- the way he said it.

I look down and bite my lip. "I'm sorry." He turns his head to look straight forward, "For?" I bite my lips before licking them, "For ruining your arrangement." He exhales and turns his head to briefly look at me. "It's okay." "Thank you." I feel a bit better now.

It's still silent, but more comfortable than before. I look out of my window, I can see my reflection and his. He's still looking out of his. He is quite gorgeous. The way his hair is pulled to the front messily, it suits him. I continue to look out of the window, switching between the cars and him.

I don't know why I keep switching between looking outside and looking at him. There's nothing better to do, and he might also be really handsome. Wait, what? It looks like he's turning his head slightly and looking out of the corner of his eye. Is he...checking me out? He is.

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