HARRY'S POV:
I wake up with eighteen beer bottles and a big empty wine bottle surrounding me as well as a major headache, and spinning messing with my vision.
I felt the vomit in my stomach start to rise. I was a sad sight to see. I run into the walls and counters as I get to the kitchen sink and stand there for at least 30 minutes vomiting up every last thing inside of me.
Great, I have a HUGE hangover, this sucks.
I think to myself as my head throbs. I stumble back to pick up my dump I left in the living room. I throw away all of my trash and walk back towards the chair I woke up in as I rub my head.
Louis always knew how to get my headaches formed from a hangover away, but I don't, and now I'm being suffocated in this beer scented air.
I walk into the kitchen and get a glass of water. I lean against the counter so I could have some balance and put my left arm across just above my belly and rest the elbow that holds my drink on my left hand.
The door swings open with Louis jumping out screaming, "HONEY! I'M HOME!" I jump in fright dropping, spilling and breaking my glass of water, having my hands in fist ready to punch someone and my bare feet surrounded in glass and water.
"Louis! You gave me a bloody damned heart attack!" I yell, but in reply I get this when Louis' smirk, "Styles? Watch your language."
I wear only my boxers and the door is still open with October air coming in. I don't move because I don't have shoes on and there is glass all over the place.
"Close the door it's freezing!"
Louis closes the door and happily runs and gets the broom. He cleans all of the water and glass up freeing me from the counter corner.
"So tell me Haz, why does it smell like alcohol him here, and why is little Harry using curse words?"
Why is he so fucking happy?
"Well I kinda... erm... got drunk last night and passed out."
His happiness is making me forget our little fight I'm glad of that, he has that power against people, against me.
He nods with a smirk of satisfaction, "I got you something."
From his pocket he pulls out a small grey box. I cover my hand over my mouth and gasp. He opens it facing it towards me so I could see it.
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Stole my Heart // larry stylinson
FanficLouis is a very skilled criminal that is World Wanted, whenever he commits his crimes, he wears a black mask to hide is identity and black leather gloves to hide is fingerprints. Harry is a very skilled cop that can read people's facial expression...
