Fall for a loser like me (Nouis)

Chapter 2

Louis' POV

"You know that little Irish Fag?" Zayn asked as I drove him home.

"Yeah, the blond one? The one that's friends with Payne?" I asked, remembering a particular pale face with messy blond hair and clear blue eyes.

"Yeah, and he isn't even naturally blond. Well he's been doing nothing but stare at you the whole day. You know what, he's been doing nothing but stare at you all year long. Ever since freshmen years" he said.

"So? It's kinda cute that he has a crush on me" I said, remembering the little incident that happened in the cafeteria. How those blue eyes already look panicked as he turned around. That boy probably recognized my voice already.

But he was cute though, the way he blushed as he said i good looked in stripes and they way he turned beet red when I said I liked his accent.

"Crush? Dude, I think he's in love" Zayn said, rolling his eyes like love is the most disgusting thing in the world.

"But I have Harry and I love him so that Irish boy should just give up" I said.

"You love Harry, sure" Zayn said, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Yes! I do!" I said, looking away and trying to concentrate on the road. 

"Sure you do Lou, sure you do" Zayn said accusingly and I glared at him for a while before looking away once more.

"I do love Harry, or at least I did but seriously, every time I just want to cuddle and watch movies, he just wants to fuck! I mean sure he's great in bed and all but doesn't he even get sick of sex!" I rambled

"I have no idea how people manage to get laid and get someone laid every night and look perfectly normal the next day!" I continued.

"No offense" I said, looking at Zayn who is just as worse as Harry when it comes to the daily need of sex.

"None taken, then break up with him and just pick someone who does nothing but cuddle and is full of rainbows and sun shines" Zayn said.

"That's the problem. I don't know any guy who likes to cuddle and watch movies and have picnics under the moonlight" I said "Plus you know Harry, he's weak. As soon as I break up with him, he's gonna crumble and I don't want anyone to crumble because of me"

"Then try talking to other guys instead of just sticking to Harry. I know he's weak but you have to start doing what you think is the best for you" Zayn said. "I know! How bout that Horan kid" he said.

"Horan kid?" I questioned, looking at him and he just rolled his eyes.

"That boy who said that he was staring at particles even though he was obviously staring at you! The Irish one!" Zayn said.

"What about him?"I asked, getting confused.

"I don't know about you but he looks like the type that likes to cuddle AND he might actually be good in bed"

"How'd you know he's good in bed?" I asked, laughing a bit at Zayn's crazy theory.

"Duh! The innocent ones are usually the craziest in bed" Zayn said, nudging my lightly and I rolled my eyes for the last time before stopping in front of his house.

"Thanks for the ride dude but you should consider what I said. I know you like to make people feel happy but you should take time to find happiness for yourself" he said before slamming the door shut.

I just stared at him as he walked to his front door and disappeared in a second. Zayn Malik, my best friend who started smoking when we were 13, who does nothing but bang girls AND guys is actually giving me advice to be happy? 

I chuckled to myself before driving off to the direction of my own house.

As soon as I reached home, I ran straight to my room and opened my laptop. I checked facebook, twitter and other forms of social networking and searched for the name "Horan".

After half an hour of searching, I finally found his facebook. Niall Horan.

I let the arrow hover the add friend button and hesitated. Why am I suddenly interested in this Horan guy? All I know is that a lot of people make fun of him for being gay. And why did Zayn suddenly talk about him? 

My wondering was interrupted by a little red notification on facebook saying that Niall accepted my friend request.

I quickly clicked on his name and browsed through his posts. I noticed that he only has a couple of people posting on his facebook and most of them were insults, and I also noticed that most of his photos are taken with Liam Payne. But for a boy who gets teased a lot, he does look quite cute, carefree, innocent and happy.

Happy.

I wonder how he can stay so happy when everyone around him makes fun of him. While here I am, getting praised by everyone I know yet I can't seem to smile whole-heartedly.

I want to know what makes him happy. 

I really do.

"Babe!" Harry whispered in my ear, wrapping his arms around my waist while I got my book from my locker.

I looked at him for a while and smiled. "Harry" I said before resuming my business in my locker.

"You didn't call last night" Harry said with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"I'm sorry. I feel asleep as soon as I got home" I lied.

"But I waited for you the whole night" Harry said, flipping me around so that my back was against the lockers and we were face to face.

"I'm sorry" I said and Harry pressed his lips against mine forcefully that I dropped all of my books onto the floor.

I hesitated for a while before closing my eyes, pulling his curls and kissing him harder just so that we won't have another fight tonight.

As I opened my eyes , I spotted a mess of blond hair behind Harry. I looked and saw that Niall was watching the both of us with a clear shade of pink on his cheeks. His lips were slightly parted and his chest rose and dropped, making it obvious that he was breathing deeply. 

I smirked into the kiss and decided to give the little leprechaun a good show. 

I pulled Harry even closer so that our bodies were grinding and rubbing against each other. I don't care if  everyone else is watching us. I just want to see how Niall would react.

Unfortunately, we were interrupted by one of the teachers. "Tomlinson! Styles! Do that when you're at home and alone! No making out in the corridor!" Mr. Cowell's voice rang through out the whole hallway.

Harry pulled  away breathlessly, "that was amazing Lou" he said.

"Yeah sure" I said but my eyes were still on Niall and that little bulge in front of his pants.

Sadly, Liam came to the rescue. He saw Niall's little problem and dragged him somewhere and I pouted. That killjoy.

I still have no idea how to break it off with Harry but I do know what I can do to make myself a little bit happier.

Tease Niall until he falls completely head over heels for me.