"Lou..."
"No." He said seriously. "I am doing whatever the hell I want. I'm not spending my last days inside, alone."
"You won't be alone," I said as I cupped his cheek, "I'm here, Lou."
He turned away, "Don't give me that. It's too cliche."
"And making a bucket list isn't?"
"It's the cool kind of cliche, Hazza." He said sassily and strutted away.
"Louis."
"Harry." He looked at me and I rolled my eyes.
"Fine, but only because you are stubborn as shit." He grinned smugly.
"I am the Sass Master of Doncaster, and whatever I say, goes. Come on, grab your jacket and let's go." Louis pulled a blue hoodie over his head, and walked out the door.
***
"Have you lost your fucking mind?" I shouted over the crowd of people.
"Yes. Now stop being a sissy, Styles."
"I am not walking down the street completely naked." I muttered, shaking my head.
"Live a little, love!" Lou gave me his best puppy eyes.
"No, I want to keep my dignity, thank you."
Standing on his tip toes, He looked into my eyes and said sweetly, "Haz? Please? I love you, you are my silly rabbit." He took one of my curls into his hands.
"Why do I even bother protesting... You are too cute for your own good, Louis." All of the sweetness left and Sassy Lou took over.
"Good, now strip, Styles." And with that he pulls down my pants. He wiggled his eyebrow and kissed my nose, having trouble since he is so short.
"I am not stripping here." And walked behind some sign, then proceeded to strip.
After I was fully bare, I grabbed my clothes and nodded to Louis. "I would like to take this moment and pray for all the children we are about to scar."
"Haz, it's like 11 at night, no seven year olds are running around."
"Yeah, but still...." I shivered. "But-" I am cut off as Louis races down the street yelling "YOLO!"
"Wait! Lou!" I ran after him, trying to ignore the stares of shock.
At that second, all my worries and cares just floated of into space. A switch was flipped inside of me, and I didn't give a fuck what they thought.
"FUCK THE SYSTEM!" I shouted and flipped off nobody in particular, "Lou! Wait up!"
He turned his head and grinned, "Finally decided to join the party?"
"Hell yeah!" We sprinted off down the street, then heard an officer shout "Hey! You two! Stop right there!" Louis looked at me, What do we do? His eyes said. That's how it was with us, like we were telepathically connected.
"Follow me." I said and jumped into a dumpster.
"No! It stinks in there! Who knows what's inside."
"Shut up and get in. That doesn't matter right now." Then yanked him inside, he yelped, but then looked at me, "Thank you, you have no idea how much this means to me."
I said nothing, but then nodded outside to the cop searching the streets for two naked boys.
We giggled at the clueless man.
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Always, No Matter What They Say. [Larry Stylinson Oneshot]
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