Ok so I don't know how this chapters gonna go. I hope it's not to crappy. I tried my best for this bit and I'm hoping it's not too bad?
I'm gonna be mysterious and not babble from now on.
Bye
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Louis couldn't sleep. All the noise from the carnival had left buzzing noises ringing through his head.
The more he tried to get to sleep the less chance there was of him actually getting to sleep. Louis closed my eyes and concentrated on nothing.
Nope.
Still wasn't getting to sleep.
He sighed and rolled over muffling his head with his pillow but that only made him smell his own breath. After tossing and turning for what felt like hours, Louis finally ditched the idea of sleeping.
Louis scrolled on his phone down his twitter timeline. There wasn't much, just girls talking about their lives and tweeting funny stuff about the band. His eyes fell on a girl tweeting about some Harry one shot fanfic. Louis randomly clicked on it not knowing what was to come. He scrolled down the long page and started reading from the middle. Louis's eyes widened at the words.
Harry's grip tightened on my shirt before he pushed me up against the wall. My back hit the wall with a thud.
"I've waited so long for this," he growled before smashing his lips onto mine. I groaned as soon as his lips touched mine. It had been so long since I'd waited for this. From the moment I met him I had been aching for this moment.
Louis didn't even realise his grip on the bedspread had gotten tighter or that his heart was thumping loudly.
He kept on reading letting every word sink into his head. He knew where this was going and what it was but how come he was still reading it? Louis knew he should've stopped reading but he couldn't. Louis felt a tingle slowly crawl through his body and he squirmed in his seat cursing at himself.
Louis felt himself go hard before he chucked his phone across the room knowing he had just done the unforgivable. He cursed and kneeled on his bed with his hands over his head.
What the fuck just happened?
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The next morning Louis woke up pleading to himself that what happened last night had all been a dream. That him reading a fan fiction about his best friend had not got him go hard. Louis got out of bed and whispered prayers as he picked up his phone off the pile of clothes. He cursed and cried out when he realised it wasn't a dream.
He was so fucked.
In panic, Louis exited the window and cleared his history. He was paranoid that someone would find out. Louis seriously just wanted to shoot himself. This must've been the most humiliating thing ever.
With one hand over him eyes to hide him from the world, he walked blindly to the bathroom. Louis opened the door and looked up to see a practically Harry Styles brushing his teeth. His eyes widened when Harry turned around with the toothbrush hanging out of his mouth. All the memories of that fan fiction came back. Louis felt myself the same tingle and rush and his dick getting hard but then he darted out of there as quickly as possible.
Louis hurried back into his room and hit his head on the wall.
Louis knew there was something seriously fucked up with his own brain.
Why wouldn't it just function properly.
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Harry watched Louis flick through the magazine with his legs crossed like a man. The younger boy leaned against the door and stared at Louis with his arms crossed over his bare chest. Louis fidgeted in his seat looking uncomfortable. He'd obviously noticed Harry entrance because his eyes wandered around the room when he had appeared. When their eyes made contact, Louis looked somewhere else and pretended like he hadn't even looked at Harry.
Harry thought the way Louis was uncomfortable was kind of cute. His eyes were widened and he kept wiping his fringe off his face which always fell back down. He wiggled in his seat too often like he had something in his pants. Harry knew that his bare chest was making him squirmy. He wondered why.
Harry smirked and walked quietly to the couch opposite to Louis and sat down. Harry sat there staring at the older boy staring at the magazine. Harry leaning forward with his elbows propped on his knees. He could see Louis's slight twitch as he tried not to look at Harry. Harry assumed he was probably like a fly in the room that Louis so badly wanted to disappear.
This was kind of funny.
This was the second day Louis had been avoiding Harry now. Harry would've thought Louis's plan to ignore him was going to be a -in the moment- thing but it turned out maybe it was more long term. Harry thought Louis would've at least gone a bit looser on the frigidness but what ever hit him had probably hit him really hard.
The thing that annoyed Harry the most was that he hadn't even done anything. This was stupid and Louis was over reacting. All they did was spend a whole day hanging out like normal best friends did and suddenly know Louis was scrambling away from him like he was disease. Maybe this marriage thing was really getting to Louis's head. It was just plain ridiculous the way he was acting over something that didn't even make sense to be a big deal.
For example, when Harry was brushing his teeth in the bathroom this morning, Louis saw him in there, went all weird and then left without a word when usually he would barge in and brush his teeth along side Harry. Yes sure Harry was naked but Louis had seen him naked at least a million times. Plus, Harry was making something random to eat this morning with no shirt on like he was now and Louis left the room nearly minutes before he even went into the kitchen. Harry didn't think him being shirtless was the problem though.
Was it because something one of the boys or Eleanor's friends had told him? Harry hadn't told anyone anything about Louis though so if there was more to it than he knew, it wasn't his fault at all.
But Harry couldn't take the silence anymore. He had to say something. So he did.
"Why are you avoiding me."
Louis looked up from his magazine, put his leg down and blinked like he was processing slowly what Harry had such said. "Im not avoiding you."
"Yes are."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"We live in the same apartment, how can I avoid you?" Louis muttered to his magazine before flipping the page.
"You should know. You're the one doing it," Harry replied not tearing his eyes off him.
"I'm not avoiding you," Louis replied putting down his magazine as he leaned forward looking Harry straight in the eye. Harry almost believed him but he saw the lie flicker in Louis's eyes.
"You are," the curly haired boy said curtly not believing him one bit.
"For the last time Harry, no I'm not," he sighed rolling his eyes and leaning back against the couch.
"Prove it."
"How?"
"Hug me." Harry didn't even know where the idea came from.
"Why?" Louis asked narrowing his eyes in suspicious.
"Because I said so," Harry said simply trying to cover up the fact he didn't even know what he was trying to do by telling Louis to hug him.
"Ugh fine," Louis grumbled with a scrunch of the nose before dragging himself off the couch.
"Thatta boy," Harry cooed grinning before standing up in front of him.
Louis's eyes followed Harry's as he stood and Harry realised he was basically looking down at Louis. Harry hesitated before wrapping his arms around Louis's waist. It was like he had forgotten how to hug someone for a second. Louis was stiff at first but then he hugged him back around the waist. His hands were warm Harry's bare back.
"Aw see, it's not that bad is it?" Harry cooed in his ear. Louis didn't say anything so Harry hugged him tighter and started rocking side to side. Louis surprisingly swayed along.
"I love you, you love me, we're a happy family," the younger boy sung quietly teasing him. Harry started to play the piano on the older boys back and he moved his hand lower and lower smiling evilly to myself. Louis's breath hitched and Harry could hear it even if he didn't want him to. Harry gave a silent laughed and squeezed Louis's bum on both cheeks.
"Harry!" Louis yelped before kicking Harry in the shin. Harry cursed and soon enough they were having a butt squishing fight. Louis butt was bigger so it was probably more painful for him.
"I know you like it," Harry said in a creepy pedophile voice.
Louis pulled away with hands still on Harry's butt and looked him in the eyes. There wasn't a smile on his face anymore, it was more of the frowning look. Louis licked his lips and gave Harry a lingering look.
Harry panicked realising something wasn't right. What the hell was he doing?
"Louis, are you okay?" Harry asked bringing his head down to level his band mate's. He was suspicious and slightly creeped out.
Louis gave him this creepy smile that lasted for a few slow seconds before he hit Harry in the balls.
"Fuck, what the hell Louis," Harry squeaked kneeling to the ground in agony. When he looked back, he was already out the door.
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Louis thought that by the middle of the day, he would be over it. But he wasn't. They hugged all the time and this time wasn't any different.
Louis mentally hit himself wondering why he was being such a girl.
He puffed out a breath and lay on the bench under the tree. He let the wind hit his face hoping it would blow all those thoughts away and knock some sense into himself.
Louis told himself that really needed to get it together.
It was just a stupid fan fiction.
It wasn't real life.
Maybe the writing was just good enough to make him feel what the girl was feeling??
Why was he thinking like a girl?
Why was he letting some stupid thing get to him?
Louis assures himself that he was just over reacting a little too much but honestly though, he couldn't stop it.
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I'm just gonna say the bad things about Wattpad is that some of the badly written and stupidest and clichest story lines have so many reads. It's like people actually like it. I'm not being a snob but it's true. I'm just stating a fact.
I've noticed I haven't asked for criticism in a long long time.
I want to know if there's anything I could work on. Like my descriptiveness cause that's what my teachers nag me about or more nouns or whatever. I want feedback to make my writing better and if you think I can't write then just say so because I want to know.
But if you like tell me why you like it and vote? I dunno.
Well then adios. As I said before, hope it wasn't too shit. Bleh