Rating: T (teen). This is mainly fluff.
Pairing(s): Larry with side Ziam.
Word Count: 8,668.
Author’s Note: I saw a gif set of this AU meme on Tumblr and I thought about filling it. So yeah, I hope you guise like it. Sorry for grammar mistakes! :) Xx
“Ugh, Liam, tell me something to do!” Yelled a very bored Louis Tomlinson, who was currently lying on his bed with his limbs sprawled. It has been half an hour since he and Liam had eaten breakfast. Liam was actually on Louis’ Xbox, playing a game Louis didn’t even know he had.
Liam sipped his red-bull, “come here and play this game with me then, Louis.” Liam suggested without taking his eyes off the screen. Louis shook his head.
“I don’t want to play Xbox. Tell me something else.” Whined Louis as he reached over to scratch his leg, which was really hard to do considering the fact that he didn’t even wanted to move a finger.
“You know what? Keep playing Xbox. I’m going to Starbucks with Niall.” Louis sighed in frustration and got up from bed to wear some shoes. He heard Liam murmur something but he didn’t pay attention to it, and ducked down a random table to take some Converse from under it. He didn’t really remember why he kept them there, but he was sure that the last time he wore them; he would’ve been pretty wasted.
Louis tied the laces of his black Converse and straightened up and ran his fingers through his hair, not bothering to make a hairstyle or anything. He realized that he was a bit too lazy today. He grabbed his phone from the nightstand table and speed dialed Niall’s number.
“Hello Ni,” He said as soon as someone picked up the call, not caring if the person of the other line was even Niall or not.
“I’m going to Starbucks, want to come?” Louis nudged Liam’s shoulder to get his attention, and waved at him after he got it. Liam nodded at him and mumbled a ‘take care’ to him and gave him a little annoyed smile.
“Yeah,” There was some shuffling in the background, and Louis assumed that Niall had dropped something on the ground. “I’m coming. Meet you there.”
“Yeah,” Louis mumbled and pocketed his phone, before grabbing the door knob of his room and marching past it. He heard his sister Lottie say something like ‘oh my god, he was so hot’ into a phone and he rolled his eyes. Girls! He thought.
As Louis climbed down the stairs his mother came out of the kitchen with a bowl of. . popcorn?!
“Louis! Going outside?” His mother asked the oblivious question and Louis held back a snicker and a sarcastic comment.
“Yeah mom, to Starbucks.” He eyed the bowl his mom was holding, “what’s that for?”
“Oh, this,” his mother smiled, “your sisters are doing a get-together by watching a movie. I might watch a bit with them too,” His mother winked at Louis who smiled at her, “why don’t you join us instead of going to Starbucks?”
Louis’ smile dropped, “no, mom! Please! I rather hang out with an eighty year old rather than watch a movie with the girls. Can’t handle their girly talk.” Louis said lowly, not wanting his sisters to hear. His mother shrugged.
“Have fun.” She called as soon as she climbed up the stairs and Louis nodded.
“Hey mate!” Louis yelled and enveloped Niall in a hug, which didn’t really show much enthusiasm.
“Hi.” He mumbled into Louis’ clothed shoulder and then cringed as soon as he heard a shout.
Louis noticed his actions, “crazy night?” He asked as they entered Starbucks, their nostrils filling with the smell of fresh coffee and cake.
Niall nodded, “shouldn’t have drunk too much. I regret it so much.” Niall answered as soon as Louis came back and sat beside him in the booth after ordering their drinks.
“It’s okay, mate. Just drink coffee, you would feel nice.” Louis assured him and he nodded his head, rubbing his fingers against his temples to remove the throbbing headache.
“It was seriously a crazy night. Josh was shirtless on the bed with me and with dick drawings on his face. It was hilarious!” Niall chuckled, “first thing I did was to run to the nearest bathroom to see if someone had did something to me, too. Thank god there were no drawings.”
Louis laughed, “poor Josh.”
There drinks came and Louis flashed a smile to the waitress, who fluttered her eyelashes in response. Niall made a face.
“What?” Louis blew air on his coffee to cool it down a bit.
“Oh! Don’t mind her mate. Little flirting won’t harm anything, would it? Plus I’m single so leave me alone!” Louis sipped his coffee and ignored the burn on his tongue. Niall huffed and sipped his own coffee.
“How’s UNI going, Ni?”
“It’s good. A guy got suspended for yelling ‘fag’ at a nerd. He was about to cry. I mean, you do something wrong yourself and then cry about it.” Niall shook his head in disapproval.
“Thank god the principal was near when he did that. The nerd was saved. That jerk had been bullying him for months!”
Louis nodded and took a gulp of his coffee, “Liam came to mine’s this morning. It was a rather good surprise. I don’t even remember the last time I hung out with you guys! But that cunt just ate breakfast and was on the Xbox. I would deal with him as soon as I go home.” Louis mumbled the last part but Niall heard it anyway, and let out a chuckle.
“It’s okay, mate. We’ve been busy with studies and stuff. But it would be amazing if we hung out on Friday. If you can come, of course.”
“Of course Ni, I’d love to hang out with us again.” Louis licked his lips and then wiped them with a tissue. “Is Josh doing something else other than homework or parties?” He joked and threw the tissue in the dustbin.
Niall shook his head, “you know, the same. Playing drums, or talking to his mom. He’s a major procrastinator I swear. It’s so annoying!” Niall shook his head and took a last gulp of his coffee, and throwing the cup in the dustbin. He let out a chuckle after sometime.
“It’s funny how me and him were planning on getting some at the party but ended up with dicks on our faces!” Niall joked and Louis smiled.
“I missed you guys so much!” Louis slumped his shoulders and Niall smiled as in an ‘I missed you too!’
“It’s been a weird weekend without you guys.”
“So, planning on doing something as you have settled in the new class?” Josh asked through the phone and Louis sighed.
“Maybe you can hit the gym with me, Ni, and Liam!” Josh suggested the helpless boy and Louis agreed.
“Something is better than nothing, right?”
“Yeah! Where are we hanging out on Friday mate?” Josh asked Louis.
“I haven’t really thought about anything. Maybe like, go play some football or basketball, and then go to the mall?” Louis suggested.
“Sounds like a plan!”
“Ah!” Louis folded his hands on his chest and sighed loudly. He and Liam were supposed to watch ‘Hotel Transylvania’ but his sisters snatched the CD away from him, yelling at him that they had rented the CD so they get to watch it first. So he and Liam were sitting on a couch with a TV turned on in front of them, just sitting there and doing nothing but waiting patiently. Liam finally got bored and picked a random magazine on Louis’ coffee table, and flipped the pages lazily until he found one about body building and other stuff which Louis clearly wasn’t interested in.
“Let me guess,” Liam flipped a page, “you’re bored?”
Louis gave him a look and then shifted his eyes, “no!”
“That’s just how I breathe, sometimes.”
“When you’re bored?” Liam asks, without removing his eyes from the magazine.
Louis shifts his eyes, “tell me something to do.” He whines.
“Sit here silently.” Liam glances at him then back to the magazine.
“Shut-up Liam, it’s not funny.” Louis spat, not bitterly, and Liam gave him a stern look and then thought about something to help Louis occupy his time. He grabbed the laptop from the coffee table and handed it to Louis.
“Here you go.” He smiled and then went back to reading about how to get rock-hard muscles.
“Liam!” Louis whined causing Liam to slam the magazine in his lap.
“Play games, watch videos, chat, do anything, Louis. Just shut-up!” Liam said, frustrated. Louis pouted.
“I want to chat!” He said in a baby voice.
“Then log on to Facebook.”
“No! I hate that site.”
“Go to Twitter.”
“Liam, you idiot, you cannot ‘chat’ on Twitter. Plus none of my followers give a shit about me.”
Liam chuckled, “How about Omegle?”
“No. Last time I went there, a girl was naked and was asking me to send her nudes. And when I refreshed, there was a guy with his dick out also asking me to send him nudes. Next one.” Liam was kind of shocked at how casually Louis told him that without any expression on his face or amusement in his eyes.
“Uh, how about Tumblr?” If Louis was going to complain about Tumblr and reject his offer and tell him to suggest him another, he would-
“The fuck’s that?” Louis questions.
Liam did a victory dance mentally, “find it out yourself.” He nodded at the laptop in Louis lap causing Louis to roll his eyes.
“T-U-M-B-L-A-R.” Louis pronounced loudly as he typed it in Google. Liam stifled a laugh when he realized that Louis had spelt Tumblr wrong.
“Oh, sorry! It doesn’t have an A.” Louis said, particularly to no-one. When the results came, Louis grinned and clicked on the first link.
“Post anything (from anywhere!), customize everything, and find and follow what you love. Create your ownTumblr blog today.” Louis read loudly and Liam slapped his thigh and told him to shut up.
“Okay! So I made my account and added the most random bio ever. But Liam you cunt, you cannot chat on Tumblr, too.”
“Oh my god, Louis! It’s not like you’d die if you didn’t chat!”
“You’d like this site, I promise you!” Liam said softly when he noticed that Louis had a frown on his face and was scrolling down the dashboard. He thought about something to cheer him up.
“So what’s your URL?” Liam wiggled his eyebrows and Louis gave him a look.
“What the hell is that?”
“Like, your name - kind of, on Tumblr. Like, mine would be Liam underscore Payne dot Tumblr.” Liam demonstrated and Louis let out an ‘oh’ in acknowledgement.
“Mine is Louis dash Tomlinson. It’s pretty normal.” Louis shrugged.
Liam nodded, “so who did you follow so far?”
“Robbie William. I think that’s his fake account. But of well, who wouldn’t like Robbie Williams on their-” Louis squinted his eyes, “on their dashboard?”
Liam chuckled, “follow random people, it’s more fun. Robbie Williams won’t even follow you back.”
Louis slapped the back of his head, “you’re my friend. You’re supposed to say nice things!” Louis scolded and scrolled through the dashboard, trying to find a normal blog to follow.
“Found it! A girl named Amanda Todd.” Louis said proudly and went to follow her but Liam stopped him.
“You stupid fuck; she’s not normal, nor alive. She’s a girl who suicided.”
“So, how many people did you follow?” Liam placed the magazine back on Louis’ coffee table and looked at Louis’ screen.
“Twenty-four. I’m looking for more.” Louis answered with a tongue out in concentration.
“Oh yeah? Show me.” Liam looked at his ‘following’ list and thankfully, there were no famous people except Robbie Williams of course.
“What do you actually do on Tumblr?” Louis asked, confused.
“Took you long enough to answer, but, it’s like Facebook, except people follow you not befriend you. But as the information about Tumblr said, you can post anything on it, like pictures, quotes, normal posts, gifs, videos and audios. But as soon as you get followers, you’ll start to like it. So follow as much people as you can.” Louis gave him an impressed look.
“How do you know so much about Tumblr?”
“Used to use Tumblr a lot, but had to delete my account because school was starting and I needed concentration. But I would be back soon, so you can follow back, yeah?”
“It’s a deal!”
“Yeah?” Louis looked up.
“Tumblr is the end of your social life.”
Louis climbed, more like crawled, up the stairs. He had just come from the gym after hardcore three hour work-out. His muscles were aching all over and he was all smelly and tired. He just wanted to take a nice warm shower and just go to sleep.
As he neared his room, he heard giggles coming from it. He stopped a bit to hear properly to what the person (s) was saying, but all he heard was mumbling. So he grabbed the door-knob and twisted it, opening the door slowly, trying not to inform the person in his room that he was there.
He peaked his head in to see his sisters with Louis’ laptop in front of them, and were scrolling down and pointing at stuff here and there, laughing. He narrowed his eyes and entered the room, closing it behind him with a soft click.
“Hello girls.” He said, startling his sisters. Lottie quickly slammed the laptop close and hid it behind her arms, causing Louis to smirk. The other girls looked as terrified as Lottie, now properly siting up his bed.
“What are you doing?” He asked teasingly as he neared his bed. Lottie backed up with his laptop still behind her back.
“No-nothing, Louis.” Lottie’s voice came out shaky as she shifted her eyes everywhere except Louis.
“What’s behind your back, then?”
“They were looking through you Tumbloor.” Phoebe said innocently, pointed at all of them, “I told them not to but they didn’t listen.”
Louis stared at her in awe, “that’s really sweet of you, Phoebe.” Louis patted her hair and she smiled at him, and then leaning up to hug him. As soon as she hugged him, she backed away and scrunched her nose.
“You smell bad.”
“Sorry,” he patted her hair again and turned to the other girls.
“Phoebe gets to go to the cinema to watch Iron 3 with me.” Louis declared and the other girls gasped while Phoebe cheered and thanked Louis.
“But-” Lottie was about to object but then remember what she and the other girls did, “oh.”
“Yeah, now give me back my laptop and go to sleep!” He said sternly and took his laptop from Lottie. “Bye!” He waved at the girls as they left his room.
As he heard the door close, he opened his laptop and saw his dashboard with some shirtless guys and gifs of different Robbie William interviews.
He scrolled back to the top after shaking his head at how evil his sisters were, and then posted his that day’s activity.
‘Just came from the gym. Tired as hell!’
He posted a picture of him and then boys and laughed at how ridiculous Liam looked, with his curly hair a mess and his tired eyes, but he was smiling nonetheless which made Louis’ heart warm. Liam was a really good lad.
He closed his laptop after signing off, in case his sisters open his Tumblr again and saw some reblogged porn gifs and he would be in so much trouble.
He decided that he would take a quick shower and then go to sleep.
“It’s your entire fault, Niall. My body hurts like a bitch and then I had to come to this shitty party!” Louis yelled over the music to Niall who frowned.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were sore.” Niall looked at Louis with big, glossy eyes and Louis regretted yelling at him.
He sighed, “it’s okay. It’s just that I’m really sore and tired.”
Niall patted his shoulder lightly, trying not to hurt him, “I know. I felt a little sore too when I first went to the gym. You’ll get used to it.” He smiled at Louis.
“Where’s Liam?” Louis asked after a while.
“I don’t know. I told him to ask a guy standing at the table bored to dance with him and I guess he’s still dancing with him.”
“Liam? Asking a guy out? Wow. As far as I know, he’s a little pussy.” Niall laughed.
“He was a bit shy but asked him out anyway.”
“What if Liam asks the guy to go meet his parents right now?” Niall laughed at Louis’ comments so loudly, he nearly dropped his beer bottle.
“He probably would.” Niall chocked out.
“What about Josh?”
“Probably getting some.”
“Hey look, there’s Liam!” Niall pointed through the crowd and Louis looked through it, just to find Liam grinding on a guy with a quaff and a dirty smile on his face.
“Oh my god.” Louis’ jaw was about to fall down.
“I know, right.” Niall laughed.
“Are you guys having a good time?” Liam asked after ordering himself a shot of Tequila. Louis smirked and sipped his beer.
“Not as much as you are.”
Niall stifled a bark of laughter and Liam choked, causing Louis to pat his back.
Liam looked at him with an embarrassing blush on his face and Louis noticed that his lips were bruised and swollen and his neck had hickeys on them.
“Who was that?”
“His name’s Zayn.” Liam said shyly and drowned his Tequila. Niall placed a hand on Louis shoulder and took a gulp of his Vodka bottle.
“Did you get his number?” Niall asked and high-fived Louis as in a ‘he did it!’
“Yes.” Liam scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, trying to ignore the heated gaze of Louis and Niall who were clearly enjoying seeing Liam so flustered.
Louis took out his iPhone and took a picture with Liam and Niall, posting it on Tumblr shortly with the quote,
‘Body’s still sore from yesterday, but having fun with friends. :P’
Liam saw what Louis was doing, “gained any followers on Tumblr?”
Louis nodded his head and pocketed his phone, “yeah. Fifteen followers. But they are really active and reblog everything I post so I’m happy. I hope I gain more.”
“Did you realize that you didn’t want to get out of your house today? Except the reason that you’re sore, of course.” Liam asked him and passed a guy a smile behind Louis shoulder making him turn, just to see the same guy Liam was with a few minutes ago.
“Yes. My social life is coming to an end. I remembered what you said.” Louis nodded and laughed.
“He’s hot.” Louis commented and Liam gave him a look.
“He’s mine. Get your own.”
“Louis?!” Louis’ mom, Johanna yelled, knocking on his door loudly. “Louis, wake up!”
Louis groaned loudly, snuggling into his comforter more. His mom knocked for a bit, and then came into his room. She tapped Louis’ shoulder, continued to make him wake up.
“Mom, shut-up!” Louis whined and pulled the comforter over his head, hoping his mother would leave him alone. This was clearly not going to happen, as Johanna removed Louis’ blanket from him.
“Wake up! We don’t have any grocery. Go get some; it would take only twenty minutes, Louis!” She scolded him and he finally woke up with a childish pout of his face.
“C’mon, get fresh and go to the grocery.” She called out from her shoulder and Louis mumbled an ‘okay!’
“What do I have to bring?” Louis asked as soon as he freshened up, and come to the kitchen. His mom was putting some peanut butter on toasts.
“Want some?” She asked Louis who shook his head and pulled a face. His mother sighed and put the toast with the rest of the toasts.
“Bring some milk, bread, eggs, wheat, and maybe some chocolates for your sisters.” Johanna started to put peanut butter on more toasts, and Louis nodded lazily.
“Bring them on a minute.”
Louis plopped on his bed as he finally got home after grocery shopping. Today was seriously not his day. First of all, the traffic was too much it made Louis’ skin crawl in anger. Second, many of the groceries didn’t have any bread and Louis had to stop in front every shop and ask for some, getting a no from five groceries. And when he came home with the grocery and chocolates for the girls, everyone was pointing at one another and complaining about how they got the ‘worst’ chocolate making Louis groan because hell, why can’t they just accept some damn chocolates with peace?
He sighed and checked Twitter, noticing that he had gained twenty more followers, which was because maybe Louis gave his Twitter on Tumblr. He quickly followed back some of them, and then went to Tumblr.
A red spot with 1 said with a house icon. This meant that Louis had a message. He had a message? He couldn’t be happier.
He quickly clicked on the icon to see a message from a guy named ‘harry-styles’. The first and only message on Tumblr that was sent to him. He first of all clicked on the URL which led him into the blog of the message sender.
The person’s blog was filled with pictures of a guy with curly hair, smiling wide in every picture. He then saw a picture of a guy making the Egyptian move from both his hands, who was of course different from the guy on the persons pictures and he read the quote under it, which made him laugh hard.
He continued to scroll through but his eyes settled at the person’s bio, and he thought he was the stupidest person alive, not noticing it before.
‘Hi. I’m Harry. I’m eighteen years young and have extremely curly hair. Thank-you for following, I love you. : D xx’
Oh! Louis thought. So the guy with curly hair was him? Well, he looked nice and sounded funny. He thought awkwardly and went to his messages after following the guy.
He read the message Harry had sent him.
‘Hi, my name’s Harry. You seem interesting. Maybe we could chat?’
Louis smiled and typed a reply.
‘Hey, I’m Louis. I like your blog! Yeah, sure. Where are you from?’
Louis sat patiently with a content smile on his face, but didn’t get any response that day from Harry. He finally gave up with a sigh and lied on his bed with a frown, hoping Harry wasn’t someone fake who was trying to fool him and make fun of him later.
He saw those green eyes when he closed his eyes and drifted into a sleep.
‘Nice to meet you, Louis. I’m from Holmes Chapel. Where are you from? :)’
‘I am from and live in Yorkshire. What do you do, Harry?’
‘Oh, I’m in University studying Law, and I work in a bakery but it’s a part time job. What about you?’
A part time job in a bakery? Louis thought. Is that even possible to get it in a bakery?
‘That’s cool. I’m also in University studying Drama. Wait. Is it even possible to get a part time job in a bakery? If you don’t mind me asking you that.’
‘The bakery is like our own bakery. I like working in it more than owning it. You study drama? That’s amazing. How old are you?’
‘Thanks mate. I’m twenty. Although my mom says I look seventeen, ha-ha!’
‘Yes, you do look very young! : D I’m sorry if this is a bit off topic but you’re really cute. :)’
Louis looked down his keyboard as he felt blood rush from his neck to his cheeks, making him feel like his face was on fire. Someone telling you you’re cute is really nice when but someone good looking tells you that, you’re on cloud nine. Louis read the message one more time before replying.
‘Thank-you! You have really nice eyes. :$’
‘I know I do. ;) So, any hobbies you have?’
Hobbies? Do I have any hobbies? Louis thought and bit his lip, trying to think of anything he does in his spare time. All he remembers was texting his mates and eating food, and playing football. Playing football! Yes!
‘I like to play football with my mates. I’m sure you saw my pictures with the same 3 guys in every picture, right? : P’
‘Yeah I noticed you only have them in your pictures. I’m not being mean or anything. : )’
Okay, wow. Louis felt like a fucking loser right now. He bets that Harry would be laughing his ass off at Louis, and how he has Josh, Niall and Liam in his pictures. Maybe he should take some pictures with his sisters and mom with Ray-Bans on so Harry would at least think his family is cool.
‘I actually had a lot of friends, but they’re from my University, and they live in hostels which are pretty far away from where I live. So I cannot hang out with them. But I swear, I’m not forever alone! LOL. : P’
‘Mate, I don’t have problem with you not having many friends to hang out with. I was just joking, aha. I myself have only a few friends. I’m really shy in public and Tumblr does not really help…’
‘Ha-ha! I remember my best friend telling me that Tumblr is like the end of my social life and I was like ‘it’s too late now.’
‘Well, your mate was right. Tumblr is really addicting. Anyway, what are you doing nowadays?’
‘I gave my exams last month. So I have a 2 month break. What about you, mate?’
‘Lucky. :( Mine has started and it’s utter shit, let me tell you. I mean, the teachers didn’t even teach us anything and they’re like ‘do it all yourself!’ and then are like, ‘you have a test next Monday’ and we’re like, you didn’t teach us shit and then they start to lecture us about how we should do our work and learn it at the same time. School is a bitch.’
‘That’s really depressing, mate. We have the same case. I can’t wait to graduate and then get a job. At least I won’t have to learn anything or give any tests! Wait. I just remembered, you didn’t tell me about YOUR hobbies!’
‘I know, right. I can’t wait to graduate either. Sorry! I got a bit too emotional while talking about school. I was practically crying when I wrote you the previous paragraph about it! I like to sing a lot. I have been since I was thirteen. I like to play football too!’
‘Looks like we have got many things in common! :) I like to sing, too. I also did covers of my favorite songs.’
‘Mind sending me some so I can listen to your voice? ;) I can almost imagine your voice. You really are cute.’
Louis would be lying if he said he didn’t giggle a bit at Harry’s comment.
‘Aw! Stop making me blush. Of course, I will send you the link to my YouTube channel :) So, do you have any siblings?’
‘Yes. I have an older sister. Her name is Gemma. She just graduated and is a banker. Her job sometimes makes me cringe because being a banker can be so boring, right? How many do you have? : D’
‘I have five sisters. Charlotte, Felicite, two twins: Daisy and Phoebe, and Georgia. Georgia is actually my sister from my biological dad’s side. They all are in school. I’m the oldest one. :D’
‘That’s really nice. Listen, mate. I have to go, my mom’s yelling me to go to sleep because it takes me like half an hour to wake up early and I have school. It was really nice talking to you! I hope we talk soon? Xx’
‘It was nice talking to you too mate. We sure will talk soon. Good night, mama’s boy. ;)’
Louis sighed and glanced at the side watch on his laptop. 2 AM. Wow. How many hours has he been talking to Harry? Time flies quickly. He yawned loudly and logged out from Tumblr, before slamming his laptop shut and falling back on his bed, closing his tired eyes, falling asleep with a sly smile on his face.
He finally found someone to talk to.
“Are you sure he’s not fake?” Liam asked the ninth time as he typed something on his laptop. Liam was over Louis’ because he told him he was bored. Liam refused first, saying that he had to write an essay about Shakespeare, but then Louis was whining and forced Liam to come over. It had been an hour since he came and he only wrote three lines about him. Liam was pretty sure he had to wake up at five AM tomorrow to complete his essay because there’s no way in hell Louis would let him complete it.
“Yeah, I saw his pictures. He’s adorable. And he’s got these green eyes and he’s really funny. I feel like I can talk about my day to him and he won’t even get bored.” Louis piped up happily, munching on his Flakes, getting it all over his mouth in the process.
“You sound like a teenager. I wish I had a Tumblr so I could message that guy about how you blush and act like a girl whenever you talk about him.” Louis couldn’t really see Liam, but he could hear the smirk in his voice. Bastard. Louis thought.
“Liam, babe, you’re forgetting about your little boyfriend Zayn. You too blush whenever you talk about him.” Louis spat back and threw his chocolates wrapper in the nearest dustbin before licking his chocolate stained fingers.
“You’re disgusting and rude!”
“Shut-up and write your essay about Shakespeare, don’t get distracted!” Louis scolded like a fifty year old and Liam huffed, scrolling through Google, trying to find some proper information about the poet.
“I’m telling Niall about your new crush.” Liam said after a while and Louis’ eyes shot open.
“You won’t dare…” Louis said in a threatening voice and Liam smirked.
“Oh, I would.”
Louis tugged a pillow from under his head and threw it at Liam, and it hit him in the face. “Fuck you.”
“You’re annoying and a geek!”
“Says the one who gets A+ in everything. I bet Zayn calls you a geek too!”
“I hope you know that your words really hurt.” Liam mumbled and continued to type on his laptop.
“Liam, we both know that we’re joking. So please don’t start to cry. I saying that Zayn calls you a geek won’t make him do it!” Louis shook his head at how hopeless in love Liam was.
‘You didn’t tell me about those three mates of yours.’
Louis found himself sitting in his bed with this damn laptop in his lap. It was 11 PM and Louis was sure that today he would go to sleep late, too. Soon enough, all Louis would do is talk to Harry and stop talking to his real mates if he kept doing this. The thought made him a little depressed. He snapped out of his tensioning thoughts and typed about his friends.
‘Oh, I apologize! : P Here you go:
The curly one is Liam. He’s nineteen. He’s really nice, sweet and innocent. Well not really innocent. He’s got a really dirty mind, aha. He’s from Wolver Hampton but came here to Yorkshire to get admitted into the Private Yorkshire University, which is one of the best UNI’s in the world.
The blonde one is Niall. The only straight one amongst us. He’s nineteen. He’s Irish and has a really infectious laugh. It’s fun to have a bubbly person like him around.
The boy with the brown quaff is Josh. He’s twenty. He’s really nice and funny. He’s bisexual (like me) and sometimes does my homework. He likes to play drums a lot. He has been since he was three.’
‘They sound like really nice blokes! Let me tell you about mine:
The ginger-haired guy in my several pictures is Edward. He’s adorable and likes to sing and write songs a lot. He’s planning on putting his videos on YouTube. He’s really nice.
The guy who looks like he’s in his mid-twenties is Nick aka Nicholas. He’s like my soul mate. He’s amazing and really funny. He likes to play basketball and use Twitter a lot. He also likes to fuck things up or make them awkward for me, a lot.’
‘They sound like nice blokes! :D’
Louis would be lying if he said that he didn’t feel jealous when he read about Harry’s mates. But Louis thought that he and Harry were just mates and hasn’t really met him in general, so he’s over-reacting.
The first thing Louis did was to go to Harry’s blog and click on the tag ‘Me & Mates’ and saw the pictures of his mates. There were pictures of Harry playing Xbox with Edward? If that was his name, with his head a bit too close to Harry’s face, looking at him like a 5 year old wanting a cookie.
He then saw some pictures of Nicolas with Harry in his lap, and him whispering something in Harry’s ear which made him smile like an idiot. It was adorable, really, but Louis too wanted to make him laugh. Louis wondered if Harry really thought Louis was funny and had a good sense of humor.
‘You wish, Tomlinson.’ A voice in the back of his head said.
And then Louis wondered why his conscience was such a bitch to him.
‘So, what did you do today?’
Louis wanted to slap himself, which he already did a hundred times, mentally, because it’s always Harry who messages him first. But it’s good too, because Louis would take centuries to message him to start a conversation because his insecurities would come in the way, or his conscience would tell him that Harry is busy… And he hates Louis.
‘Oh, nothing special. Went to Starbucks with Niall, and talked a bit with Josh and Liam. Couldn’t wait to talk to you. :) x’
Oh fuck. Louis stared at the screen with wide eyes. Is it too much?
Great Tommo! Now Harry officially hates you! His conscience spat at him, glaring at him with a flaring gaze that made Louis want to crawl into a hole and die there.
‘Oh! That’s really sweet. I feel special. ^_^ I didn’t do much either. Grimmy (Nick) was out with his own friends, and Ed had homework. So I spent the day with this laptop in my lap, scrolling through my dashboard.’
‘Oh shit. I forgot to ask you. How did you find me? It’s a pretty dumb question now, but oh well.’
‘It’s okay, mate. We both forgot. : P I saw you reblog a picture of Robbie Williams (got to love him!) and your icon caught my attention. Your hair looked really nice so I had to see if it was really you. You look like a model, mate. ;)’
Louis was about to die. His face was all red and he was biting back a giggle. He literally felt like a model now. Harry looks like a guy who’s full of himself and has thousands of girls following him on Tumblr. Well, the second part is right. He does have many people who constantly compliment him, like and reblog his pictures, which makes Louis feel special because Harry started to talk to him, not him.
‘Thank-you, I’m on cloud nine here! You like Robbie Williams too? None of my friends really listen to him and they tell me that old songs are really boring and they prefer techno instead of piano. I’m like pfft hell no!’
And there goes Louis Tomlinson: Sassy Black Women edition.
‘My friends tell me the same. At least the nineties had a good choice in music. There aren’t any songs about sex and money; it’s all about love and this beautiful life. But people think that’s boring. I mean, what can we do to change their minds now?’
‘I prefer old songs better. At least they didn’t give me headaches. Plus Robbie Williams had a voice of an angel. He’s amazing and such and inspiration!’
‘I feel you. He really is amazing.’
Well, at least he and Harry had the same choice in music. Louis stopped for a minute to reblog a shirtless picture of Robbie and went back to reply, but saw that Harry already wrote him one. Thank Heavens.
‘Hey, can you give me your number, if you don’t mind? I cannot carry my laptop everywhere, and I really want to talk to you sometimes. And I have to leave to somewhere after sometime. So, if you don’t mind…’
Louis practically squealed and gave Harry his number without a second thought.
‘Oh course. Here you go: ********. Make sure you give me yours too!’
‘Thanks mate. ********. Please save my number as ‘Sex God Harry’ and I would feel special. ;)’
‘Ha-ha! I was already about to do that, but yeah, sure! But you have to give me a special name too!’
‘Oh I will. Okay, I have to go; I’m going to a club with my dad so I’ll text you later, yeah? Take care, babe. ;)’
Louis felt his forehead. Is he even alive? That night, Louis was lying on his bed, eating a banana and kept smiling and giggling about Harry’s compliments before his phone buzzed.
From: Sex God Harry
Just came home from the club. It was boring as hell. But then a gay guy grinded himself on my dad and I couldn’t stop laughing. I wish you were here so we could both have a nice time instead of just messaging each other. Xx
Louis laughed hard with a hand on his mouth so he couldn’t wake his parents because it was freaking three in the morning, before writing a reply.
To: Sex God Harry
That’s so funny! >.< Aw! I wish I was there too, Harry. It would be awesome. :) Xxx
Louis read Harry’s message more than ten times before finally going to sleep.
“I can’t believe it’s been such a long time, and you’re being a pussy and not asking Harry for at least his Skype!” Niall spat and munched on his chicken sandwich, making Zayn laugh at the statement.
“Yeah, he’s right. You should do that. I bet he’s desperate for you to show your face to him, yeah?” Zayn offered and Liam nodded, squeezing Zayn’s waist making him glance at Liam and smile.
“Plus, you still think he’s fake so give it a try, yeah? If he’s like ‘no, no, no’ so that’s a sign that he’s fake. But if not, then you both can talk to each other.”
Louis was about to say something, but stopped as he felt his phone buzz in his pocket.
From: Sex God Harry
I can’t believe we’ve been texting each other for a month and never really talked face-to-face! :(
To: Sex God Harry
How about we Skype each other? We could do that whenever we feel lonely, yeah?
From: Sex God Harry
Sounds good. My Skype is: HarryStyles1. :) Xx
To: Sex God Harry
I will make sure I add you when I go home. :D Xx
“He’s not fake.” Louis said as he pocketed his phone.
“What?” Josh said, confused.
“He just messaged me his Skype.” Louis smiled as he popped a fry in his mouth.
“You’re such a fan-boy sometimes, Louis.” Liam grumbled and snuggled into Zayn who tightened his arms around him.
“You are too, when it comes to Z-“
Josh laughs while Niall stuffs his face with a burger.
Louis felt like he was in a marathon as he opened his door in a rush and closed it with a slam making his mom to come out of the kitchen.
“What happen Louis? Everything alright?” She asked, obviously worried for her son. Louis just gave her a smile, his chest heaving and he was all sweaty. Adrenaline. He thought.
“No mom, just hungry. Can you make me a sandwich and sent it to my room?” He asked sweetly and his mother eyed him for a second, before going back to the kitchen.
He quickly climbed up the stairs, stumbling and practically crawling till he reached his room. Opening the door like there are hundreds of dogs chasing him, he didn’t even bother to close the door and went straight away to his bed where his precious laptop was lying.
Opening the lid and turning it on, bouncing up and down, he bit his nails and waited for the desktop to open fully before clicking on Skype and typing his Skype name and password. When he signed in, he saw that Niall had left him a message.
‘Have fun talking to Harry. ;)’
He shook his head before clicking on ‘add contact’.
Skype Name: HarryStyles1
Suggestions came down in less than a second and he recognized the familiar smile and quickly added Harry, and saw that he was online. Before he could call, his mom knocked on the door.
“Here you go,” She smiled and handed him the plate with the sandwich in it. He smiled and slowly ushered his mother out of the door, giving her a sweet smile before closing the door and going back to the bed and calling Harry.
He heard some shuffles and a blank screen before a Harry with a blue… towel (?) on his head and smiling at the screen.
“Hello Louis.” He waved awkwardly at the screen.
Louis grinned shyly and leant back to the headboard of bed, and placed the laptop in his lap before looking at the screen.
“Hi Harry.” He said softly and bit his lip, eyes shifting as he felt Harry look at him through the screen.
“You’re so cute when you blush,” Harry giggled which made Louis blush even harder, if that was possible.
“Thanks. How are you?” Louis tried to soothe the tension.
“I’m fine, thanks. Wow! This is awkward.” Harry rubbed the back of his neck.
Louis agreed, “So, what were you doing?”
“I just came out of shower,” Louis had guessed it already, judging by the towel on his head and damp hair sticking to his forehead. Fuck. Harry was beautiful.
“I thought you were fake!” Harry laughed making Louis giggle along.
“I thought that too!”
“I heard your covers. My favorite ones ‘I look after you’.” And that made Louis blush again.
“You’re beautiful.” Louis blurted out and saw Harry chuckle and blush a little.
“So are you.”
And that’s what they did that night. Complement each other with warm cheeks and sweet smiles and Louis wanted to stare at Harry forever.
When Louis woke up the next day, his neck hurt so much he almost cried when he accidently a bit too much. His laptop was in his lap and the light on its right indicated it lacked charge.
He got up slowly and kept his neck straight, and dashed towards the bathroom. He moved his head side to side until the pain in his neck lessened and then washed his face with some cold water to make his sleepiness go away.
“Good morning, Louis!” His sisters greeted him from the dining table when they saw him coming downstairs. He nodded at them and hugged his mom before giving her a kiss on the cheek.
“Come eat some pancakes with us.” His mom offered and sat herself besides Lottie.
Louis nodded and sat beside Phoebe who gave him a warm smile and he patted her head.
“I’ve got good news for you. And it’s from your school.” She said and handed Louis a plate full of pancakes and before he started digging in.
“What was it about?” He swallowed and licked his lips.
“They said that your next class is not going to happen. They would give you a scholarship according to the grades of the exams you just gave. Which means?” She looked at Louis, wiggling her eyebrows and he let out a muffled ‘what?’ with his mouth full of pancakes.
“That means you’ll get a degree and then you’ll be able to get a job!” She cheered and Louis’ fork fell from his hand.
“No way!” He asked astonished.
“I love life.” His mother laughed.
“Lou!” Niall whined, “Do you seriously have to go to Cheshire?”
“Niall, we’ve discussed this before. My principal said that Cheshire is one of the places I could get the perfect job! Plus Harry lives there so I do have to go there, yeah?”
“It’ll be so lonely without you,” Niall pouted. Louis stared at him in awe then hugged him tight.
“I’ll come back as soon as I’m settled there, Ni. I’ll miss you guise to!” Louis pulled away from his hug.
“Want any help in packing?” Niall offered as he saw Louis go towards his bags and open one.
“Nope, thanks!” He smiled, “It’s just weird that you’re offering me help for the first time!”
“That’s not very nice, Louis.” Niall said in a deep voice.
“Bitter truth my friend. You seriously never helped me. None of you bastards did!” Louis declared in a deep voice and Liam noticed it, and peaked his head in the room through the little space of the opened door.
“I heard my name,” Niall giggled and Liam winked at him.
“Of course you did. You both,” He pointed at Niall and Liam, “Leave the room. I need to talk to my boy.” Louis sighed dreamily and Niall pulled a face.
“Always knew he was in that soppy shit.” He mumbled into Liam’s ear who laughed.
“Hey! I heard you! Now leave.” He ushered, or more like threw, both the boys out of his room and closed the door, then made sure it was locked. He didn’t want any interruption now, did he?
He pulled out his phone and went to Twitter, and saw Harry’s tweet:
‘I can’t believe I’m meeting him today!’
Louis grinned and blushed, before pocketing his phone. What? He forgot what he wanted to tweet.
He went and opened the door after unlocking it, and saw his mom coming to his room.
“Louis, your flights is in two hours. We have to go.”
His mother was already dressed and quickly a bag of Louis to help him, while the boys held one bag each. They practically ran to their mothers Hammer and put everything into the trunk, before closing it and sitting in the backseat.
Liam threw his right arm around Louis and gave him a smile.
“This is so weird.” He said for the second time that day and Liam made a confused face.
“This,” He pointed at Liam’s arm which was around his shoulder.
“You want me to take it off?” Hurt flashed in Liam’s eyes and Louis shook his head furiously.
“No! It’s just that, Niall offered me help, which he never did before, and now you’re acting like this, all lovey dovey and stuff. I’m just not used to it.”
His mother laughed, “They’re going to miss you, Lou. So they need to do that stuff the last time, yeah?”
“But it’s not the last time, mom!” Louis whined, “I’m going to come back in a month.”
“Or more,” His mother corrected, “You’re over-reacting.”
Louis whined and hid his face in Liam’s neck as he chuckled.
“I hate you all.”
“We love you too!” Louis heard the rest say it in perfect synchronization and he hit Liam’s chest, murmuring something like ‘you’re all stupid’ which made Liam laugh even more.
“Remember to text me when you reach Cheshire,” His mother reminded him for the fifth time, “Take care. You know what,” His mother was about to leave but came back, “Call me when you reach there. And if the person in the plane with you is someone old and grumpy, then don’t talk to them. Okay?” She advised Louis like he was five, embarrassing him in the middle of the whole airport.
“I love you all, okay?” He hugged everyone and held Niall for a bit longer, murmuring in his ear that he would come back soon, and not to cry after he leaves. Well, the second part was a joke.
“Bye Lou!” His mother called and he waved at them with a dazzling smile, his heart lurching at the sight of his mother’s face. She was sad, of course, that her son was leaving her, but was happy too, because he was about to get a job for the first time, and soon enough, they would maybe even move to Cheshire.
Louis got his phone out quickly and texted Harry.
‘Before I go on the plane, I love you, Harry.’
He got a reply in less than a minute making him smile at how desperate Harry was.
‘And I love you too, Lou. Prepare yourself for all the hugs you’re about to get. Xx’
Louis blushed for the twentieth time and pocketed his phone. He seriously could not wait to go to Cheshire now.
The whole flight, Louis had his head against the window. He thanked god a million times that he got a seat with the window because where’s the fun in sitting on the seat next to the window one? He had a guy who was in his mid-thirties with him, who was pretty cool and was leaving for Cheshire because he wanted to spend the Easter with his children, which was very nice and sweet of him. People nowadays hardly get any time out for others. Anyway, he tweeted about how nervous he was, and was going to it for the second time because fuck, he never been to any other country alone plus its Harry who he was going to meet. He was sure as hell that he’d pass out if he saw Harry face-to-face for the first time.
He leant his head against the window and drifted into sleep with a smile on his face, all the thoughts of meeting Harry were swimming in his mind.
“Harry!” Louis whispered harshly into the phone, his teeth chattering from the cold wind blowing in his face, “Where can I meet you?” He sounded so desperate and pathetic, that he wanted to slap him.
“Just ask the taxi driver to take you to the local MacDonalds. I’m waiting for you there.” Louis murmured an ‘ok’ before hanging up.
Soon enough, he finally got a taxi and asked the driver what Harry had told him to ask, and the driver nodded, racing towards the destination.
When the driver pulled up, he called Louis two times because he was too caught up with the thoughts of Harry in his mind and he snapped out of it, paid the driver and offered him to keep the change.
As he got out and got his bag out, he looked around, trying to find Harry, which was really hard as there were like hundreds of people standing there.
“Louis!” He heard a deep voice shout. He recognized it quickly. Harry.
He grinned and turned to where the voice came from and saw a mop of curly hair bouncing, and then saw Harry’s face with the biggest grin on his face. He blushed and opened his arms, and Harry reached him as they both enveloped each-other in a tight hug.
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