Never Knew I Needed - Larry Stylinson AU

Chapter 26

[A/N]: Guess who sucks? This girl sucks! How long has it been since I've updated this?! Like a long time, yeah? I'm really sorry! This is all my fault, I can't blame school on this one. I've had plenty of time to update I've just been using all of it on my newest story. Well now I'll focus on them both equally... besides... this story will be finishing up soon! Not many chapters left now! I just hope I still have my readers...

[Louis' P.O.V]

"Wake up!" Liam's voice exclaimed cheerfully. Liam? He was supposed to be at work. I felt the curly boy in my arms wiggle away slightly and sit up.

"What?" he mumbled groggily.

"I have good news!" Liam explained excitedly, pulling on my limbs to make me sit up too. "This is our last day at the hotel!"

"So far that doesn't sound like good news," Harry pointed out. "That would meant that we're homeless... I mean, I've been homeless before and could probably be homeless again no problem but-"

I tugged him to me, "No... no you couldn't."

"Allow me to explain," Liam chuckled. "I found us a flat... it's a three roomed flat, but its a flat."

"For... for all of us?" I asked.

"No," Liam rolled his eyes. "Just for me. Yes for all of us! Granted someone will have to share rooms... or only one of us will get their own room and we could have two people in two rooms. Or someone could sleep on the couch bed. And two people could have their own rooms."

"Harry and I are designated room sharers, right?" I grinned.

"Yep!" Liam laughed.

"When can we move into the flat?" Harry asked.

"Tomorrow!" Liam exclaimed.

"That is good news!" Harry replied joyfully.

"Yeah," Liam grinned, his smile becoming more apologetic. "But with good news... there's bad news."

My eyes narrowed as the curly boy's brow furrowed, and I spoke up, "What's the bad news, Payne?"

"Well we can't just leave all the furniture at the flats, yeah?" he began slowly. "So we have to get it and put half of it in a storage unit until one of us moves out again or something..."

"So... the bad news is that someone has to go back to the flat?" Harry squeaked. "Well we could just have someone else do that, right? Someone he doesn't know?"

"Er..." Liam scratched his head nervously. "Actually, hiring someone to move for us costs more money... so Niall and Zayn are there with a rented truck and doing it themselves. That's why Zayn and I are off work... I'm supposed to be there helping them."

"They're there?" Harry shrieked.

"Liam," I groaned, reaching out to pat the curly boy soothingly.

"Call them!" he begged. "Tell them to come back right now!"

"Harry," Liam soothed. "They're not separating this time. Zayn made Niall promise that he wouldn't leave his sight... he even said he would be dragging the blonde boy into the bathroom with him if he had to go."

"I don't care!" Harry scrambled off the bed, still in just boxers as he searched for clothes to wear. "Dean is psycho! He might- he could-"

"Would it help if you were there, too?" Liam asked.

"No," I answered for the younger boy. "Harry's not going there."

"Says who?" Harry looked at me in irritation.