Purely Accidental {Larry Stylinson AU}

Chapter 3.

"All I knew this morning when I woke

Is I know something now, know something now I didn't before

And all I've seen since eighteen hours ago

Is green eyes and freckles and your smile

In the back of my mind making me feel like

I just wanna know you better know you better know you better now

I just wanna know you better know you better know you better now

I just wanna know you better know you better know you better now

I just wanna know you know you know you

'Cause all I know is we said "Hello"

And your eyes look like coming home

All I know is a simple name

Everything has changed

All I know is you held the door

You'll be mine and I'll be yours

All I know since yesterday is everything has changed"

Surprisingly, we ran through the whole song without any mess ups. I don't know why, but I felt more into what the lyrics were saying. I mean most of the songs I sing and that get stuck in my head, I feel somewhat emotion because it's either about love, trying to be strong, etc. But especially in this case, I even became slightly side-tracked because as I sang, somewhere deep, deep in my gut, it was scary accurate to what ran through my head for the last couple of days. It can't be because of that bloke, Louis I met for the first time in my life, last week, whose flawless in every way, I attempted not to gaze at for more than a second, with that fringe swept across his forehead.. right above the most perfect feature about him; his melt worthy blue eyes I could get lost in- wait what was I talking about? Oh um, I mean I just met my sister's new significant other. And he's just an ordinary lad like myself, what else is there to it?

"Why are you blushing?" Niall poked me with the end of his guitar, grinning.

"Nothing.." Wow, way to go Captain Obvious.

"Sure it was nothing.. I bet you were thinking about someone. Someone special. Am I right?" He pushed the matter further, like how he always loves to push my buttons. He better know his limits.

But I hesitated, I didn't know how in the world to respond to him.

"Let's just practice the song again shall we?"

"Uhm, slow your roll curly-"

"Why did you come up with that nickname for me, Niall? It sounds so kiddish." I facepalm myself and heavily sigh.

"I think it's an adorable nickname. Suits you well, Harry." A different, slightly higher, yet familiar voice came within ear-shot. I glanced upwards to find Louis standing in the doorway, with arms folded and a smug smirk upon his lips once our eyes met. My eyes widened at the sight of him because I didn't even acknowledge him here the house, let alone know he was coming here in the first place.

"Um, thanks Louis. When did you even get here?" I said shyly, trying to keep my cool. I feel Niall's eyes on me, but I try to avoid them.

"Not too long ago. I guess you were too into singing that song that you didn't realize that I was here." Louis replied, pointing to Niall's guitar.

"Wait, y-you heard us?" I couldn't help but stutter because out of all people, Louis hearing me sing, I suddenly feel more self-conscious about my singing.

"Yeah I did. You have a strong unique voice, and your friend here plays the guitar well for every chord to be heard." He grinned at me and Niall, and I felt my cheeks turn red. I glanced down and fiddled with my fingers nervously and looked back up at Louis.

"Thanks-"

"Oh I'm Niall by the way." Niall cut me off, while holding his hand out for Louis to shake, and Louis came closer to do so. The upset feeling I felt toward my best mate totally disappeared as my heart started racing once I got a closer look at Louis, to adore every little feature about him. It's like he got more attractive the second time seeing him. Particularly in this black and white baseball tee, he fancies it too good.

"Nice to meet you Niall. I'm Louis, as you probably caught on by Harry calling me that." Louis pulled his hand away and put both hands in his back pockets.

"Louis!" Gemma's voice carried from the bottom of the stairs. I noticed Louis sighing and rolling his eyes. "C'mon we got to leave now if you don't want to miss the movie!"

Louis sighs and gives us an apologetic look. "Wish I could stay and chat but I must be on my way. Catch you later, curly. And Niall." 

Although I might have seemed totally normal on the outside, I felt my insides melt inside of me when he said my new nickname. The way he said 'curly' and how he says it, it's nowhere near irritating to me. I take it all back, I'm glad Niall gave me that nickname.

I snap out of it as we see Gemma approaching Louis at the top of the staircase. She narrowed her eyes at us before grabbing onto Louis' arm.

"Babe, we are gonna be late." Gemma whined, and Louis just glanced down at her hand gripped around his arm.

"Alright, alright." Louis waved at us and we waved back, I did so with a sad smile. We both nodded as Louis and Gemma turned their backs on us and headed downstairs.

I got up from my comfortable position on the bed and gently closed the door completely. I laid my head on the door, closing my own eyes in frustration. Niall started strumming the melody of the song again.

"What was that?" Niall asked in a tone that I knew that he knew something was up.

I flinch and turn to face him, now with my back against the door.

"I don't know man. I just-" I started to say.

"Have an interest in your sister's new boo?" He cooed.

I burst out laughing at him, just to be convincing as possible. "You're real funny Niall."

He even chuckled at himself. "We all know I am."

Yes, he bought it... I hope.

But I hated to leave my best mate in the dark with who I liked because he was always the first to know whenever I took an interest in somebody -- and by somebody I mean a guy. I came out as gay to my friends and family a few years ago and especially Niall likes to tease me whenever he senses I might have a crush. It's different this time because I don't know if Louis is just straight or possibly bi. But either way, if I were to tell anyone that I have an attraction to Louis, it'd make those feelings even more real to say it aloud. And the thought of that, terrifies the hell out of me.

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