Heartbreaker ~ Larry Stylinson {English}

14. "What's love?"

~ Pov Louis ~ 

The next day I drop my backpack on the ground when I arrive at school and see Liam and Niall standing against a wall. "Wow," Niall laughs, "you look like you slept a lot." As my eyes almost close I stick my tongue out to him. Liam laughs with Niall and they both give me a quick hug before saying: "But seriously, Louis. You look like you haven't got sleep in days. Did something happen?" Liam frowns a bit. For a few seconds my eyes land on Harry who's standing across the schoolground with his friends, but as soon as our eyes connect with each other, he breaks the contact. "Heavy weekend." They both follow my gaze towards Harry. "Let me guess... Harry?" I nod while a yawn slips past my lips. "What did he do now?" What did he do? You should ask what didn't he do. "Saturday night I went to a party with him," I tell them as we walk into the school, "there was a lot of alcohol and if I have to believe Harry, also drugs." Liam grins. "Louis Tomlinson? At a drug party?" I laugh a little and punch him softly against his shoulder when we turn around the corner.

"I swear to God I didn't do any drugs! But I may have been a bit drunk because of the alcohol..." Niall's mouth drops open. "Wait! You were drunk for the first time? Without us?" I chuckle and continue my story. "I was drunk and horny. But a girl helped me out with that so that was nice of her." Niall looks at me confused. "Wait. She took care of it as in she made it go away or she-" "Niall! I'm gay, so it's obvious she made it go away which was what I wanted." "Okay, okay. Just checking." I roll my eyes and try to continue. "After awhile I wanted to go home because it was boring. Harry left me alone to go make out with some girl. Because of the alcohol I had the courage to walk up to them and demand him to bring me home and he was of course annoyed with me, but I couldn't care less. As he was finally giving in, Zayn asked me if we wanted to play truth or dare with him and the rest of his friends. To annoy Harry even more, I said yes. And it was fun for awhile until it was Harry's turn." Niall frowns. "Why? What happened?"

"He was asked who he thought was the ugliest of the group. He picked me." Liam puts his hand on my shoulder. "Oh, Louis. You know that isn't true. You're way more attractive than all of them together with their ugly tattoos and piercings." "I thought he was joking at first, but he said some mean things and we sort of got into a fight afterwards." "What did he say to you?," Niall asks concerned. "Don't make me repeat his words." "Okay," Liam says, "but please don't believe anything he said. He's an asshole and you're perfect the way you are."

I give him a small smile and hide the fact that Harry spend the night afterwards and that he kissed me again, because I know they both would freak out. Niall would be excited, Liam on the other hand would be concerned.

"Louis?" Liam stops with walking and Niall does the same. I turn around and look at him. "Yeah?" "Did you fall for him? Are you in love with Harry?" I bite my lip and frown at the weird question he's asking me. I shrug and walk towards my locker. "What is love?"

~ Pov Harry ~ 

"We need prove, Harry," Luke hisses. I sigh irritated and blow the smoke of my cigarette out in the air. "I swear to God that we kissed! I just haven't it on tape because we were at his house. So I couldn't set up a camera behind his back because that would be suspicious." Luke uninterestingly shrugs. "Common guys," Mel says, "just believe the guy. If he says it happened I believe him." I smile at her. "Thanks." "Besides, you can clearly see the hickeys in his neck." I bite my lip and pull my shirt a bit higher, hiding the mark. Ash chuckles. "Knowing Harry, every hickey could be from a different girl." I squeeze my eyes and stick out my tongue. "Fuck you." Luke rolls with his eyes. "That way we still don't know whether it's true what you're saying." Zayn comes between us. "Before you guys start to fight again I have an idea to know whether Harry's telling the truth or not." I frown. "What is it?" "I'm just not sure if Louis will like it." I sigh. "Why do you even need to know this? It isn't part of the bet." "Well now it is," Luke says, "from time to time we need to have proof." "What the fuck-" "You'll get 50 euros extra for this," Zayn says, "now." I sigh, knowing I can't refuse it. "Okay, but don't do anything stupid."

~ Pov Louis ~ 

Damn it. I have only 3 minutes left to get to class in time. I quickly shut my locker and run through the hallways where no one is walking anymore. And when I want to turn around the corner someone shoves me against the wall. I groan from the hard blow and see Zayn's face close to mine. "What the fuck? What are you doing?," I spit. "You had fun Saturday?," he grins. I frown and try to cover the hickeys from Harry. "That's none of your damn business." He chuckles and lets me go. "Yeah, I don't think so." I look at him confused. "What do you mean by that?" "There are so many things you don't know of, Louis." I straighten my shirt and look at him hateful. "Than tell me those things."

He raises his eyebrows and leans against the wall. "Are you sure you want to know the truth?" I swallow. What truth? What don't I know of? Has this to do with Harry?

"Tell me. Now." 

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Oeh... What do you think Zayn is going to tel Louis?