They Called Us Larry Stylinson [BOOK 1]

A Kiss Should Mean Something

-I apologize in advance for this chapter being so crappy. I am so, so sorry. Please forgive me...

I shake my hair then move it to the side. I think I looked pretty damn good today. Even if we're only going out to eat. It's nice to know that we're all still managing a friendship between us all. Things we're even better between me and Louis. We acted more like a couple. How'd this happen? I'm not sure. Louis was acting real weird around me then suddenly he was telling me what we should and shouldn't do to make this whole thing believable. His mood totally changed, but I'm not complaining. I have my old Louis back and after all that's happen, that's alot to have.

"Harry, let's go already. We all know you're hot, but you don't have to stare at yourself in the mirrior." I laugh at Louis' comment and turn around to face him.

"Are you saying I'm hot, Louis?" I ask, cheekily.

Louis grins. "Maybe." He then winks and leaves the bathroom. I chuckle to myself and turn off the bathroom light. For the first time in a while, it felt like old times. We were acting like we normally would around each other and it just made me smile. We still cracked jokes about how long it takes Zayn to do his hair. We still mock Liam by calling him 'Daddy Direction' everytime he told us to do something. We still pick on Niall 'cause he's the Irish one. And Louis? Me and him goof off and get into trouble alot more. It was nice to have everyone back to normal or at least close enough.

"Are we all here?" Liam asks, looking around to make sure everyone was out of the bathrooms.

"Nope. I think one of us is missing and I know who it is." Louis knocks on Liam's head. "Your brain, Li. Don't ask such dumb things." Louis says, sarcasticly. Liam just rolls his eyes, realizing he asked a stupid question.

On our way to the restraunt, we all played dumb games and laughed and joked, like old times. We tried playing I-spy, but realized that the things were moving past us too quickly. We played rock, paper, scissiors and for alittle bit, even talked about us and how we were doing.

"Private table for five, please?" I told the waiter. The waiter nods and leads us to the left to an almost abandon spot. We all sit down and get comfortable. Niall on one side next to the window with Liam and Zayn by him, me with Louis on the other side. I mean, you never know when a fan will show up. Our very waiter could be a fan! I then looked at Louis and he gave me an upset look. "What's with the face?"

Louis smiles. "I believe I was born with this face so you'll have to ask my mum what's with my face."

I roll my eyes and chuckle. "I mean't the look, Lou. What's with the look?"

Louis frowned. "Are you really going to pay for tonight? I mean, look at this place!" Louis motions to the whole place and my eyes follow. "It's so...fancy! Can I at least help pay?"

"Yes, Louis. I am. So stopping asking if you can help pay. Honestly, I don't mind. Besides, we need this night out. Am I right?" The other boys nod.

"Hm, I still don't think you should pay for this all by yourself." Louis mumbles.

"Oh, come on, Lou. Harry's just being a friend and taking us all out. Let him. God only knows we need it." Niall comments.

"Fine" Louis pouts. For some reason, I just wanted to make him smile. Usually, I would just let him sit there and pout, but somethings telling me to cheer him up. So what do I do? I grab his hand from under the table and entwin our fingers. I see a blush creep up Louis' neck and I smirk. I love the fact that I'm the only one that can do that to him. I know it sounds kind of weird for me to be saying that and hell would freeze over before I told the guys that, but I honestly did sometimes enjoy the effects on him.