flatmates 》larry stylinson au ✨

chapter nine p.3 of 3

9 p3- Sam is an asshole.

Harry's POV

As I'm stood at the other side of this Starbucks my eyes travel to Louis who is sat there staring down at his phone. He has the cutest smile on his lovely porcelain face. He shuts the phone off and sips on his drink. I began walking back to our table and he looks up at me. I wonder what's making him smile so big. I finally get to him and sit down.

"What's up Mr. Smiley?" I tease with a smirk.

"Nothin'." He shrugs trying to hide his little smile.

"Oh really?" I raise one of my eyebrows curiously.

He shrugged and his phone vibrated. The screen came to life and a text appeared.

From: Sam

I'll text you later okay? It read.

Louis picked it up and he wrote a quick reply before shutting it off again.

"So are you gonna get back with him?" I questioned.

"Maybe." He blushed with embarrassment and nodded.

"Cool." I said with a fake smile.

Sam needs to stick to one night stands. Louis deserves someone better. Maybe its just the jealousy talking but Louis would be better off with me. Sam'll just break his heart. I just know it. Sam still hasn't found out about Louis being.. Ya know.. Raped. It sends chills down my spine just thinking about it. About poor thirteen year old Louis being touched in such a way. I can't imagine the effect it had on him at such a young age. How can his step-dad live with himself?

"Harry..?" Louis muttered worriedly as he waved his hand in front of my face. "Harry?" He said. "You alright?"

"Huh?" I snapped back to reality and smiled reassuringly. "Sorry." I apologized.

"It's okay." The worry wiped from his face. "I asked you a question." He chuckled.

"What was the question?" I asked.

"Um,, I asked you if you thought i should I get back with Sammy? Your opinion?" He asked hesitantly biting his lips.

"Well.. Do you want to? Think about it. Do you really really want to?" I asked and he dropped his gaze nervously and stared at his phone.

Please say no. Please say no. Please say no. "Yeah. I do." Damn it. he looked up at me and nodded.

"Can I give you my honest opinion about Sam?" I asked.

"Y-yeah." he stammered nodding.

"I know Sam. He's a douche bag to say the least, Louis." I sighed. "He wont stay long and he'll break your heart and he'll find someone else and it won't matter because he does this all the fucking time. He dates people and promises he's changed when people like me try to convince people like you that hes not right and guess what? It all ends the same. ." I huffed out air and he shook his head.

"Harry, you dont know tha-" he tried saying but I cut him off.

"I do know. It happened to a friend of mine. They dated. Sam ditched him for some Chinese transfer student. Youre next. Wether you like it or not." I could tell he was upset. Not mad but a little broken. Probably close to tears.

He looked down and let out a shakey breath. Suddenly his phone began ringing.

Incoming Call...
Sam

He looked at for a quick second hesitantly before grabbing it and sliding his thumb across the screen.

"Hi." Louis said holding it up to his ear. " I'm-I'm kinda busy.. Yeah.. With Harry..... Do-do you- I don't know, Sam." He frowned.

His eyes met mine and he frowned. "He wants to hang out." He muttered, as if asking permission.

"I don't own you." I tried to smile. "Go ahead, Lou." I said. He nodded and brought the phone back up yo his ear. "I'll be there in ten." He said. "Yeah... Okay. Bye." He smiled.

He shut his phone off and stood up slipping it in his back pocket. "I'll see you later, I guess." He sighed and turned on his heel.

Why can't he want me?