When Harry Meets A Punk ~ Larry Stylinson & Ziall Moran

Chapter 3 ~ Yin and Yang

Niall~

"Have you ever heard of Louis Tomlinson?" Harry asks as we walk to Love Of Birds. Love Of Birds, is Harrys and I's favorite center to watch birds....or bird watching. However ya want to say it!

"Yeah, I've heard of him. Liam says he is a bad influence," I tell Harry, what my adopted older brother Liam tells me," Also his friend, Zayn, I think." I have never talked to Louis or Zayn. Zayn, has a cool name though.....ZZZZZZAAAAAAYYYYYNNNNN! It sounds funny!

"I met them at Nicks flat," Harry replies. "Really? How was Nicks house by the way?" I ask. Suddenly, Harrys face turns pale,"Nick wanted to....um....he said if i didn't sleep with him, he would throw my crown away....." 

Wow! No one threatens to take away a beautiful thing like me and Harrys flowers away.....Wait! "Nick wanted to SLEEP with you! EW!" I protest. Harry nods,"Yeah, but Louis stopped him from doing it. He saved me....and his friend, Zayn, he was nice too. They are both good looking too! It was like I was some type of princess!" Harry smiles widely. "What do the look like?"  

"Louis has deep blue eyes. He has tatooes up and down his arm and had a lip peircing.....his hair was dyed red. He was not very tall maybe 5,8. His voice was a bit high and he smelled like smoke and strawberries.....yum..." Harry starts, daydreaming. "What about Zayn?" I ask trying to get more information, I'm a very nosey Irish lad.

"Zayn, brown eyes and raven black hair. Tanned skin and pretty tall, maybe 5,11. Deep voice. Pretty nice looking lad. He didn't say much," Harry answers," Seems like your type!" "I don't like bad boys," I say crossing my arms. "You like mysterious, tan, and tall. Kind of equals Zayn," Harry sassies. Is that a word....whatever...

I roll my eyes and continue walking,"Shutup!"

After a 10 minute walk, and a stop at starbucks me and Harry finally make it to, Love Of Birds. We take a sit at a bench by a small lake. There weren't many birds out today. Poopy....I feel the red roses on my flower crown start to fall down on to my face. "Harry, fix it!" I tell Harry pointing to the crown. Harry chuckles and starts to fix it when a voice shouts,"CURLY! Sup?" 

Both me and Harry jump and boy that fets Harrys descreption of Louis running towards us. "Hi, Louis," Harry smiles widely at the boy. "So, is that your boyfriend or something?" Louis asks, his smile seems to fade. I shake my head,"No I'm not his boyfriend or a something. I'm Irish and Niall." Louis and Harry laugh. "Sassy," Louis points out. Like I didn't no that. 

"Lou, what are you doing at a bird watching center?" Harry questions placing my fixed crown back on my head. "My mom sometimes comes by here, and she left one of her keys here so know me and Zayn have to head to the head office here, and ask if they found it,'' Louis answers sounding annoyed. "Wheres Zayn?" Harry adds. "Taking a smoke break," Louis shrugs.

So, they are bad boys.....

Harry smiles and nods,"Cool." Louis raises an eyebrow,"When has smoking ever been cool?" Harry starts stuttering and blushing, not knowing what to say. "Maybe, you guys can talk about stuff ALONE..." I suggest. Harry nods and Louis smirks," Sure Irish."

When they turn there backs and start walking a few feet away, I stick my tounge out at Louis. "Yo," a cool, deep, and slittly raspy voice says. I jump a little but remain calm. "Are you one of curly's friends?" the voice asks, calmly. I turn to look at him, and might I say he is god like! Not to tall but tall enough, raven black hair, held in a quiff, deep honey, brown eyes, tatooes on his arms and neck, and a lip piercing, snake bite under his lip, and even a set on a eyebrow. 

"Take a picture Blondy, it will last longer," the older boy smirked. My jaw dropped for a second and I quickly started blushing,"Whatever. And yes I'm Harrys friend, why?" 

"I'm Zayn, by the way, how are you doing?" Zayn asked, sarcastically. This guys a dick....."Fine, and you didn't answer my question," I roll my eyes and cross my arms. 

"What's your name?"

"Just, answer my question."

"No.....what's your name?"

"Niall, NOW answer my question!"

"My friend Louis won't shut up about Harry. I wanted to know more about the lad thats on my friends mind. Never knew he was gay, but thats cool." Zayn finally answers, shrugging at the end. "You can tell Louis, that Harry is gay, and I have a feeling that he like Louis," I smile, offering information.  Zayn sits down next to me kind of close. I can smell him.....he smells like smoke and mints.....its kind of intoxicating. 

I didn't relize I was smiling, until Zayn chuckled,"Cute smile, Blondy." "Stop calling me that! And I'm not cute!!" I huff. Zayn rolls his eyes and starts playing with the red roses on my crown, looking me straight in the eyes,"No, you are very cute actually, beautiful even." I blush deeply, looking away from his honey, brown eyes. I notice how close our faces are and I bite my lip, not knowing what to do.

"So, I guess you two have met!" Louis' high pitched voice squeals. Zayn moves his face away, still keeping his cool, bad-boy, vibe," Yeah. Niall is good company though."  I blush a deeper shade of red, this is so embarrasing.

I notice Harry smiling at the floor, day-dreaming about something....I have to investigate later. "Lou, we got to get going," Zayn says, checking his phone. Louis nods and hugs Harry goodbye, whispering something in his ear. 

"Bye Blond Boy, hope to see you soon," Zayn, smirks.....Damn....