MEAN BOYS (LARRY STYLISION

chapter 6

“Why did you send Liam that candy cane?” Harry asked. Niall, Cher and he were gathered in the boys’ toilets as was becoming customary by now.

“Why not?” Niall replied, leaning back against the wall and folding his arms.

“Because you hate him. You hate all of them.” 

“Well, Liam’s cute.” Niall shrugged.

“That’s bullshit and you know it. Tell me.”

“Just tell him, Niall. He’s in on this anyway.” Cher sighed.

“No. Don’t wanna.”

Cher rolled her eyes. “Since we found out that Liam has a crush on Niall, we thought that we could use it to our advantage.” 

“In what way?” Harry asked, really slowly, so as to not wake up some beast. 

“You said that Zayn didn’t like it.”

Harry nodded once.

“Well, we just thought if we could play it up a little - make Liam a little more infatuated with Niall, and thus make Zayn jealous. And that’s exactly what we need if we’re going to break them up. Piece by piece.” Cher explained.

“What?” Harry stared at his friends.

“We’re trying to destroy the Plastics, Harry. That’s the best opening.” Niall scoffed.

“What?” Harry felt a beast really awaken inside of him. 

“Holy Madonna.” Cher muttered.

“Why?”

“Revenge, obviously.” Niall said exasperatedly.

“You sound more evil than Louis would ever be. Zayn and Liam are such sweet guys -”

“They’re not sweet. And Louis is fucking horrible!” Niall hissed. “You’re such an innocent idiot.”

“And you’re crazy. You’re using me to get some inexplicable revenge on the Plastics. Louis isn’t perfect but… he doesn’t make me feel like a wallflower.” Harry shouted in a hushed manner.

“You’re spending too much time with them.” Niall replied.

“Because of you!” Harry yelled. “You’re the one with all the plots and schemes. I only did this to get you to like me but you’re not my real friends!”

“And the precious Plastics are?” Niall hissed. “Well then maybe you should just go.”

“I will.”

“Fine!” Was the last thing Harry heard before he stormed out of the toilets.

He liked Louis, Liam and Zayn and as far as he was concerned Niall and Cher were the evil guys.

He felt like hitting his head against the wall - he was that mad but he bumped into someone first.

“You have got to stop crashing into me.” Harry looked up to see Louis smirking at him - special coffee order skinny vanilla latte with extra foam in hand.

“Uh yeah. Sorry.”

“Haven’t changed your mind about the sleepover, have you?” Louis put a hand on his hip, then proceeded to drop it again, thinking frantically -Look cool, look cool, look cool, Tomlinson. 

“Nope, definitely coming.” 

Louis winked, then blinked crazily and punched Harry’s shoulder. “Going to mine right after school tomorrow.”