We Met At Starbucks...(Larry Stylinson) (B1)

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Today is so not my day...First, I got coffee on myself. Then I accidentally dropped my phone, so I can't check for new updates on my socials or update my followers on how I am doing. Louis was gone all morning, so I was just here by myself this morning. She still isnt here so it's not like as if that changed. I also woke up with a sore throat and a headache! Yeah, one week into this vacation, and I'm already a fucking mess. Louis is probably texting me right now...fucking shit...why did this happen to me?!?

The dogs were also barking at our door nonstop, so that is really nice of them to do. I looked st the window and saw the blinds covering my view of the sun, and I sighed. "I wanted to go to the beach again, and now...I really don't want to. Especially since I have this headache that feels more of a migraine by every passing second. I heard two more barks from Collins, and I groaned, "Collins! Quiet!" I groaned at my shouts, rubbed my throat, then I covered a pillow over my head to muffle the noises.

It stayed like that for a whole 10 minutes before I heard the front door of this house open and close. "Harry? Are you here love?" Louis asked and I was a little happier because she came back from wherever she went. I didn't respond to her though, because of my headache and sore throat.

"Well Collin and Clifford is here, and I know that you would never leave them unattended, so you are in here?" She then asked and opened the bedroom door. "Aww love, why are you still in bed?" "Bad day," I said and removed the pillow from my head and looked at her. "What happened Harry?" She asked and placed a cup on our nightstand. "Well I woke up with a sore throat and a headache. Then when I went to get coffee...my coffee was all over my clothes. Then I dropped my phone, and it's broken. Then..." "Then what?"

"You weren't here. I wanted to cry and be comforted, and you weren't here, so I was just laying here with no makeup and my pj's on. Just feeling the pain run over me like a freaking truck," I sighed and cupped my hand around my throat. "I think that i have something for that." "You do?" "Yeah. Bebe wanted me to pack some medicine in case of anything possibly happening," Louks said and she got off of the bed and walked to the bathroom.

I waited a couple of minutes before I saw her walking in with Advil and Halls. "You will take this first, and I got you some coffee to take it." "You got me coffee?" "I woke up a bit more earlier than you baby. I don't know what time you wake up or when you normally get yourself some coffee, so I wanted to make sure that you get your coffee for the day," she said before she went to grab the cup from the nightstand.

"You are such a caring and thoughtful friend," I said and she froze when I used that term. I didn't like it either, but that was where we were standing whether we like it our not. We aren't dating. We aren't married. We aren't engaged. We are just really food friends as of now. Did this mess up on the chance of us being something great? Maybe. However, this was the truth. Besides, I'm not necessarily wrong. Louis is very thoughtful and caring of her friends and loved ones. He would do things just to see her friends or family happy, and I do like that about her. I grabbed the coffee and put it to the side. I opened the bottle of Advil and put two capsules in my hand before picking the cup back up. Louis just stood there as I took the medication. When the pills were down my throat. I grabbed the Halls and popped one of the cough drops into my mouth.

"Are you going to stand there, or are you going to hold me?" "Is that what friends do?" She asked and I looked up at her face and I saw the hurt look. "Louis, I didn't mean it li-" "Friends is a friend Harry. There is no other way around it." "What is your problem? Last time that I've checked, you never asked me to be your girlfriend, so where does that put us? Huh? Oh yeah, in the friendzone. I didn't ask you, and you didn't ask me. I was giving you a compliment at that," I said and coughed a bit, covering my mouth of course. "Well with the trail that we were heading down, I thought that we were something more!" "Fucking really Louis? You are going to shout even though I have a headache?" I asked and closed my eyes, rubbing my temples. "Sorry," she said and I sighed before looking at her again.