Sweet Surrender Larry/Elounor

Ch.2

I felt like I was loosing him over again, even if I never had him in the first place. The moment that he looked up at me with those mesmerising blue eyes felt like he had promised me a forever. But that was only in my head, a scenario only in my dreams. I ignored the tingling feeling in my fingertips, and I ignored the familiar increasing beats of my heart. Hoping that he didn't notice my rapid breathing as I let go of him.

"I'm hungry," I Said trying to ease the tension, he looks a little caught off guard from when we hugged, and a little part a of me wants to believe that's it's because he wanted to hug me a while longer, just like I wanted. But yet again I know that is not the case. He tugs at his sweater sleeves adorably readjusting his fringe, I just want to pick him up and put him in my picket. Carry him with me wherever I go.

"You want me to make a sandwich for you?" He spoke hesitantly, chewing on his bottom lip. Something I have never seen him do, maybe I don't know him like the way that I thought I did. "Please," I say smiling at him, he gestures for me to sit down as he picks something up from the lower shelf. "Tea or hot chocolate babe?"

I feel my heart increase in its beats, and my walls fall as he calls me that. The little flame of hope in my body is ignited, I look at him slightly as if to see if he really did say that. "Well?" He asks, his hand on his hip, what did he ask again? "I'll make hot chocolate for you Hazza, sometimes I feel like you're on a whole other world" He sighs dramatically, turning around to continue doing whatever he was doing.

I admire his muscular back, even thought he's small in the frame he has strong features. The curves going from his waist and down to his bum, the jeans that he is wearing really does justice to his body as I can see every single detaile of his bum and short lean legs.

He fumbles with the can that he has in his hands, opening the lid and laying it down gently on the counter. I notice him standing on his toes for the top shelf, he tries to reach for the cups but fails miserably. I stand up from my seat and approach him, "Here" I say giving him the cups.

"I could've done that myself but, thank you anyways" he sasses back at me, taking the cups and pouring hot water in them.

He speaks up first when we're done drinking the sweet beverage and once I eat my jam sandwich, "I can't hear any bickering so Liam and Zayn are probably good again." I nod at him, walking over to the sink leaving the dishes we used there.

"Come on let's have them do something with us," he says again tapping at my back, I snicker and follow him to the sitting area. There is Zayn sleeping on Liams chest whilst Liam is tweeting on his phone. "Did you guys talk?"

He nods slightly telling us to "hush" because "Zayn is sleeping", I swear to god all Zayn does is sleep and paint, and alI Liam does is obey him. I never see him eat anything, only with Liam, what is wrong with that guy..

*

"Harry you up for video games?" I ask, he looks at me as if he doesn't understand what I'm saying "I don't even know how to play your games Louis," he laughs, leaning his head back and clapping his hands. The laugh that I really know belongs to Harry, my old Harry.

"Then I'll teach you," I say walking over to the TV, it already has my FIFA adapted to it. Oh how I love our team.

I explain all the rules of the game for him, how he passes, defends and attacks. He looks so lost, I know he's not a video game person, but I'd love to see how this plays out. He tugs at the controller and moves left and right as if it will increase his actions, he's got his tongue out like a little baby. "YES!" He shrieks as he gets a goal, "You were right Lou, this is fun!" He rants still playing. I smile at him and focus on the game instead of looking at him. "That's just beginners luck mate, I'll smash you this time," I say attacking his player, taking the football.

"Louis please have some mercy, I'm new to this," Harry complains when my team wins for the ninth time, "There is no mercy Hazza," I say as Paul walks in to the room. "What're you up to lads?" He asks, gazing suspiciously at Zayn and Liam's entwined position on the small couch. "FIFA" I answer shortly yawning, I feel a faint vibration in my pants and I lift my hips up to reach for my phone, that is in my back pocket.

"I'm home now babe, have a nice tour and good luck// xoxo El" It reads oh El.. I am going to miss you so bad, I almost forgot about her while I spent time with Harry.

"Thank you babe and have fun there, don't be too bored without me." I send it to her right away, I look up from my phone to see Harry chatting away with Paul about some shirt he saw yesterday. "It had flamingos on it and I think I'm really obsessed with it," he speaks.

The drastic change of Harry's clothes are the most intriguing thing in this band I think. He went from a nicely dressed teenager to a rice farmer in the spam of a couple of months.
El doesn't text me back, I assume she's busy settling down. "Lads want to do something?" I hear Niall ask from the kitchen, Harry answers with a "like what?" And Niall arrives with a bag of chips.

"Like a game of truth or dare, or seven minutes in hevean." His eyes light up at the childish games he mentioned, Liam groans from the corner and Harry just stares at him unbelievably. "I'm going to check on the others, you guys can do whatever you want apart from going out of this bus." Paul announces as he stands up to quickly get out of here, probably before its too late for him to get out anyway.

"I'm in Niall," I say reaching out for the chips, Harry lays down on the floor beside Niall and nods at us.
"Liam? Zayn?" I call out. "I can hear you guys whispering," Harry adds for me, "Don't even try to act like you're sleeping Zayn" Niall chuckles.

"Fine," Liam groans getting his limbs untangled from Zayns. The latter lad looks around confused for a while and clings to Liam's side once they sit down in the ring with us. "We should play truth or dare first and see where it goes from there," Zayn suggest putting his phone down on the carpeted floor.
"Sound good," Niall agrees, passing the bag of chips over to them.

"Don't we need a bottle boys?" Harry asks, "Oh yeah, we do." Niall quickly gets up from his seat on the floor, Harry looks at me from where he's sat opposite me and smirks. "What?" I ask.

"Nothing I'm just admiring you," He says with a smile, and this is the first time I hear him say something like this in this whole year. He's been a lot more reserved than this ever since a while ago. "Harry you know there's nothing to admire here," I say to him, but he just laughs at me and sits on his bum instead. He's so tall, there's no comfortable way for him to sit on the floor without hurting his long legs.

"Now now boys." Niall says sitting down again beside Harry, he puts the bottle in the middle of the circle and he tugs at it.
The bottle spins around and lands on Liam, he smiles and mouths a "truth" to Niall.

"So boring," Niall groans, "If you're going to choose truth all the time then I might kick you out." He adds, Niall taps at his chin acting as if he's thinking hard and then snaps,

"When did you realise that you where inlove with Zayn?" He asks smiling adorably at them both. Everyone of the group stared at Liam including Zayn, you could also see that Liam was a little uncomfortable.

A/N

I DEDICATE THIS TO MY BESTIES 😇 ADRIAN AND ARIA MY HOMIES I LOVE U GUYS ❤️ And btw I'm working on getting a little bit of drama and excitement in this story, I'm getting there hang on guys, thanx for reading! Comment what you thought of this chap and vote please, it really does put a smile on my face for the rest of the daaayy ❤️