World Cup [larry stylinson a.u.]

48.0

"My internet connection is pretty bad but you can make a call if you want," Liam handles his phone to him.

"Who do you need to call? You can use my phone too," I tell him.

"I need to check how much money I have on my bank account," he sighs deeply, "I need internet."

"What do you need money for?"

"There's a bail," he explains, "I don't want him to spend the night here. I know I don't have that kind of money but I want to check it anyways so I can negotiate with them."

"You are obviously still very much into your ex, aren't you?" the Arabic bitch opens his filthy mouth.

"Babe, stop," Liam warns him.

"Can you just shut up for once?" the tourist clenches his jaw. Um, interestingly hot.

"I'll take him out for a walk," Liam shakes his head at me, "Sorry about that."

"I'd take you down in a second, shortie," Zayn says as they walk away from us.

"I'll deal with you later," I yell at him, "Asshole."

"Sorry if I'm not being myself with your friends, it's just not the best scenario," he apologizes, "I'll make it up to them when this whole thing ends."

"You don't have to," I kiss his forehead, "He's being a dick."

"Do you think the same?" he pouts, "About me still having feeling towards the hottie?"

"Don't call him hottie," I turn serious, "That makes me feel insecure."

"I was just trying to be funny but I can't even be funny right now."

"It's okay and don't worry, I know why you are doing this," I let him know.

"It just worries me, you know?"

"I know. You are a nice guy, that's why I like you so much," I smile.

"But it pisses me off too, you know?" he stretches his arm, "Everything was going great and now he comes and ruins it."

"It's an adventure," I calm him down, "We'll remember this and laugh later. I promise."

"I already kind of feel like laughing," he admits, "He actually deserves to be fettered like that."

"I'm not going to argue with that," I smirk, "I hope this teaches him a lesson."

"He told me about you giving him water and everything," he looks at me in a funny way.

"I just-"

"You are unbelievable," he looks around to see if anyone is watching, then wraps his arms around my neck and kisses me, "I got incredibly lucky with you."

"And, as soon as we are back in an hotel room, you'll get even luckier," I kiss him again.

"Can't wait," he laughs.

"Good," I grab his hand and I start walking towards the station, "Let's go bail this bitch out."

"What?" he stops me.

"Let's go pay for him to get out of here," I frown, "And then we'll find an hotel room so we can... you know."

"I like that idea, I'm not going to pretend I don't but I don't think they'll take my money," he sighs, "I used most of my savings to come here so there's no point. I'm pretty sure he is going to have to spend the night there."

"I'll pay," I shrug, "Let's go."

"No, you won't," he crosses his arm.

"Why? I don't mind."