Fools Gold - Larry Stylinson AU

Chapter 4

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Louis POV

All too quickly, Monday came. I looked like complete shit. With bags under my eyes, messy hair, chapped lips. I also felt fatter than I normally was and a pale face. How can I even think Harry just might like me back when I'm this disgusting? My condition is making me gain a lot of weight, therefore adding fat to my already ugly thighs and stomach. I absolutely hate it, I hate my thighs, my stomach and myself.

I turned away from the mirror, and met the eyes of my mother. She gave me a tired smile and kissed my head.

"You have a doctors appointment tomorrow, boobear." She informed me as she pulled away.

"Alright," I sighed. It was appointment after appointment, sometimes it seemed I had an appointment every week.

"I'm off to work, See you later," My mum said, caressing my cheek.

"Bye, Mum. I love you," I told her and she returned the 'I love you' before exiting my room.

I chose a sweater and some black jeans for my outfit, and decided to skip breakfast for the third day in a row. Lottie and Fizzy would feed the twins and get them to school.

I sat on the couch in the living room for a few minutes, starring at the ceiling with a blank mind. I was exhausted, not only physically but mentally as well. Tired all the damn time. Tired of life. Life doesn't seem to have much meaning anymore, since I was diagnosed. Being diagnosed with a heart condition literally sucks all the joy out of you until you're empty, with only a mind to talk to. And your mind becomes your worst enemy. Always saying mean things about yourself, like how fat you are and worthless and how you'll never find a doner and how Harry will never love you back and-

"Louis?" I hear Zayn's voice call from out my window. "Louis are you okay?"

"I'm coming Zayn," I called back. Zayn gives me a ride to school everyday. I grab my backpack from its place on the couch and leave the house, and meet Zayn who is outside leaning on his car.

"Shall we?" Zayn asks, opening the door for me like he does everyday. He treats me like a prince for some reason, I don't know why he does in all honesty. I don't deserve Zayn, I really don't.

"What did I ever do to deserve you," I whispered to myself.

"Louis, shut up. You deserve everything in the world," Zayn assures me.

"Thanks, Zanie," I smirked, using the nickname I know he hates.

"The fucking nerve you have to call me that," Zayn growled playfully at me as he pulled out of my driveway.

We were quiet for a while, until Zayn started telling me about how Niall had the brilliant idea to show up in his boxers to our Geography class, to prove that our teacher (Mr. Perry) is actually blind. I chuckled at the idea, Niall does that shit all the time. He is sent to the principle every time, but he doesn't seem to care. Niall is the definition of carefree.

"So are you thinking of confronting Harry today about Friday night? Zayn asked.

"No! He'll get disgusted and never want to see me again. Plus he was drunk, and it was a mistake," I sighed.

"I'm sure he'll come around, Louis. Harrys a good lad," Zayn tried to comfort me. I shook my head, I knew he wouldn't. He'd never love me unconditionally like I've loved him since primary school.

"Don't be so hard on yourself, Harry loves you. He just doesn't know it yet," Zayn said, looking at me while doing so.

"Eyes on the road, bro. I don't want to die just yet," I chuckled. But deep inside, I could feel I really wanted to.

Zayn changed the subject, started talking about how Niall was apparently going to show up to our English class and play audio from porn, to prove his theory that our teacher was actually def. I chuckled, because yes, that's Niall for you. Perverted, Irish, and drunk most of the time. Zayn continued to talk as I listened in silence, chuckling now and then.

We arrived at school about 10 minutes later, greeted by the Irish boy himself, and one of our other friends called Josh.

"Oi oi!! Zayn and Louis!" Niall exclaimed excitedly, waving in the process.

"Aye Niall, hey Josh," Zayn laughed.

"Hi," I chuckled quietly, staying close to Zayn.

"Niall here just got a boyfriend" Josh announced. Zayn and I looked surprised.

"Don't act surprised, you hoes. He decided he couldn't resist me and my charm anymore," Niall protested.

"Tell them who it is Niall," Josh coxed, snaking his arm around Niall's waist.

Zayn's jaw dropped, before Niall even had to say anything. I was sure I looked the same way, I didn't know Josh was gay.

"You guys are so cute together," I exclaimed, smiling. I was happy for both of them. They both deserve the best and they can give that to each other.

"Yeah, I think you guys are the new power couple," Zayn said trough a smile.

Josh kissed Niall's cheek. "All the bitches in the hallway better bow the fuck down for us" Niall stated.

"Wait so how did this even happen?" I asked suddenly, then blushed because everyone's attention was on me.

"Well, at the party on Friday we kinda like.. did the dirty?" Josh answered.

"Yeah and then he decided a one night stand wasn't enough time with my irresistible body so he asked me out," Niall laughed his loud laugh.

"If I remember correctly, you were the one who kept moaning over my abs, thighs and di-"

"Alright ALRIGHT THATS ENOUGH!" Zayn cut Josh off, which made Niall crack up again. He slipped his hand into Joshes.

"Aw look Zayn they're holding hands," I cooed.

"Awe well isn't that cute," Zayn said in the same puppy-dog voice.

"The only thing cute here is my one and only chest hair," Niall said proudly, pulling the neck of his shirt down and showing us.

"Congratulations Niall, you win at life," I chuckled.

"Class starts in 5 minutes, let's head inside," Zayn suggests. Niall legit skips into the school, with Josh a few feet behind him.

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English Class

"Alright, so today you'll get assigned your partners for our next project. Which as you all know is where I assign you partners and you must write a song about Romeo and Juliet's love, since we've just finished reading and comprehending the play. You can perform it in front of the class for extra credit. I have your partners right here, so you won't get to choose-"

"No!" A kid named Jimmy protested.

Mr. Perry read the pair of partners anyway.

"Jimmy and Nick, Josh and Niall, Chelsea and Robert, Lily and Emily, Eleanor and Max, Louis and Harry, Dominic an-"

Shit

Me and Harry? Why? Did he fucking plan this? Harry shot me a grin, and I could tell he was genuinely happy to be paired with me. Why me though? I smiled back at him, though it was a fake one. I had already fallen so in love with him, this was going to be absolute hell. To make matters worse, Mr. Perry said we'd have to do a lot of work outside of school in order to to well, so that means more time with Harry. Although I'm so in love my heart hurts and I want to spend my life with him, working with him will be torture, when our kisses were "a drunken mistake" and meant nothing to him.

I'm used to things going this way for me though. I've gotten used to the pain I guess.