a/n: quick authors note :)
sorry i didn't give much warning about the time jump:/ but it was bound to happen as i planned this story to have only a few chapters of young louisxharry so yeah...
anyway, happy chapter seventeen.
also tysm for 17k reads :)
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"are you gonna introduce me or are ya gonna stay there staring at me?" louis comments with a smirk turning to both nick and daniel. he introduces himself making an emphasis on 'harry's friend'.
yeah, right. "this was a horrible idea," i mutter, walking away from all three. i shake my head, he wasn't supposed to be here. he was supposed to be studying back in england, what was he doing here? i hear him rush a few words to nick and daniel and then i hear my name being called.
i stopped, turned around, and said, "just leave me alone, yeah?"
using the same words he told me felt amazing.
turning back around, i decide on tonight was enough for me. but apparently he thought differently as i felt his grasp on my arm pulling me backwards.
"c'mon, haribo, let's hang out," louis slurs, obviously he had been drinking. i roll my eyes at the nickname he had given me over a stupid bag of haribos that we once shared at a sleepover.
the sleepover that once convinced me louis was not that bad of a guy but guess i was mistaken.
"so, now you want to hang out?" i scoff, "yeah, right. leave me alone, please?"
releasing myself from his grip, i decided on heading to the kitchen where there were drinks everywhere you looked at. grabbing whichever, i chug it, wishing to ignore the fact that louis was here.
yet it was like he didn't get the memo as he bumped into me on my way out of the kitchen. annoyed took place in my face, as i glared at him for just not leaving me alone. he smiled at me waving a drink in my face, "let's get drunk, harryyyy.."
i roll my eyes, why didn't he understand i wanted to be left alone? couldn't he go get drunk with his mates?
"no," i say, the alcohol in my bloodstream buzzing.
"you're no fun," he pouts.
apparently since he decided to drop me as a friend completely, i can't help but think.
no, harry. you've gotten over this. you're supposed to be better. you're eighteen for fucks sake.
"well you're not either," i reply with a tsk sound. i watch as he rolls his eyes probably annoyed by me. well good. it's not like i liked him anyway.
no matter how hot he looks in those tights jeans and-
what the fuck. no.
"c'mon, harry," louis begs again, "we can have a sleepover at my dorm like old times."
"old times?" i snap, "you mean when you forget about me completely and told me to leave you alone?"
he's taken back by my words. good.
it's good that he knows that i'm not the same fucking four year old who was afraid of him. well... maybe i was still afraid of him. especially with those piercing blue eyes.
but he couldn't control me anymore. i have learned how to stand up for myself. and i'm forever grateful for that.
"i didn't-"
and i am quick to interject him, "yes, you did. you preferred to be friends with my sister, date my sister, for fucks sake you probably even slept with her. while i remained watching you two grow together and go through everything together and why's that? because she had to be born first. she's your age while i'm years younger than you so you obviously didn't like hanging out with the little kid. i fucking got that. that's probably why you were even mean to me in the first place. oh god!" i say my voice breaking, "i was so naive when i thought you had changed! but you didn't! you were and still are the same mean kid i met at the bus who would use words to hurt me and make me afraid of you. well guess what, i'm not afraid of you anymore and despite you hurting me at a young age, i'm glad you did. i would rather have a real friend then a fake friend."
silence falls upon us. it felt like time was frozen but only for the two of us, as the world around us kept going. partying, laughing, having fun.
louis ran his fingers through his hair, probably trying to process all the words i've kept inside for so long. and boy did it feel good to finally say it all to his face.
i notice nick and daniel waving at me over from afar and i just take one last glance at him before walking away from him and towards my roommates and best mates.
"mikey got here a few minutes ago," daniel says, "he's getting us beers, said he'd bring one for you too, if you want it."
i glance at louis who was still in the same spot before nodding, "yeah, i think i need it."
"that's the spirit!" chanted nick moving his hand towards my direction, waiting for a fist bump. after the world's most awkward fist bump, michael approaches us with different beverages for each.
giving me one, i take a drink, wishing to drain all the feelings that have resurfaced ever since meeting louis.
it felt as if i was back to being the four year old kid.
and i despised that feeling.
i was finally doing better, on my own, and then he had to show up here.
"do you want another?" michael shouts over the music. i shake my head thinking about the massive hangover i'll be having tomorrow and give him a smile before asking, "wanna dance?"
i see him nod and he quickly grabs my hand. he drags me to the bodies jumping or moving around all pretty much drunk, us included, and i watch as he begins to just let go and feel the music.
i laugh, copying his movements trying to have the music just completely take over. i wanted to just forget about everything and just focus on the present. i have finally found what seems to be happiness and i wasn't about to let louis ruin that.
"i love this song!" i yell drunkenly and michael laughs making a 'woo!' noise that gets everyone hyped up as well. the adrenaline in my body was through the roof and for a split second i felt so free.
here with michael, dancing drunkenly, surrounded by even more drunk people.
i hesitated at first.
i never thought of him like that at least.
but when i found myself back in our dorms, sharing a few kisses with him it felt amazing. my skin was buzzing and i loved the feeling of just kissing him.
it felt amazing to have him touch my skin and even more amazing when i saw his naked torso.
it was probably a bad idea, seeing as we were both drunk, but it was something we could later regret on doing. for now, i just wanted to continue feeling this way.
the way our bodies collided was just something i adored and i never wanted it to end. but it was probably for the best of us. to not go all in.
i watch him lay down beside me, and i just stare into his eyes. his cute and beautiful green eyes.
"never thought i'd get to do this with you," he smiles, "you'll probably regret this when we both are sober."
but truth was, i don't think i would.
ever since i had moved in, i had the smallest crush on my roommate. never in a million years did i think he'd feel the same way.
i shake my head, pulling him towards me, and giving him another kiss, "i don't think i will."
and for the first time, i felt extremely happy. it was probably just for right now, but i felt happy. and i love that feeling.
i want to hold onto that feeling for as long as i can.
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"about fucking time!" was the first thing i manage to hear.
opening my eyes, i see how michael slept peacefully beside me, and nick and daniel were both staring at us.
i tilt my head in confusion, confused what daniel meant by that comment but when i see nick's smirk i already knew what this was about.
"you guys are like the perfect fit, that's all i'm saying," daniel says, "and he's been in love with you since the minute you moved in. honestly? i was so tired of hearing about it that i was so convinced of asking you personally about it but i see now he finally got the courage."
i take a look at michael again who was still asleep and i can't help the smile in my face.
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a/n: i'm the world's most shittiest author for writing short chapters ik:(
anYWAYs, i wanna make harry happy for a few chapters w michael sooo y'all are gonna see some michael x harry content
i promise this is still a larry fanfic haha soon enough they'll be so in love y'all are gonna be love sick by it lol
unedited/unrevised
september 11, 2020
sarah