As soon as I walked through the door, Niall hopped up from his spot on the couch and ran over to me. "Are you okay," he demanded, his question sounding more like a statement.
"Where's Louis?" I asked completely ignoring Niall.
"Upstairs. He came back and said you ran away," he explained, looking relieved beyond compare.
"Has he done anything too...serious?" Harry questioned worriedly.
"Not that I know of."
"I need to see him and apologize." I pushed passed Niall and bounced up the stairs. "Louis!" I called.
I got no answer, which scared me. "Louis!" I called again, this time louder. I opened my door and found my laptop sitting where it was before. I grumbled frustratedly and shut my door, walking over to Louis'. I turned the handle, but it was locked. I groaned and hollered, "Louis, come out here!"
No answer.
"Louis, seriously, I'm sorry."
Silence.
"Louis, I'll unlock this if you don't!"
Still no answer.
I twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open hesitantly. Poking my head in, I scanned the room and sighed with relief. Louis was laying on his back on his bed, his eyes closed and his headphones in his ears. His fingers were interlocked and resting on his bare stomach. I could faintly hear music coming from his headphones.
"Louis!" I shouted. He obviously couldn't hear me because of the music. I sighed and walked over to him anyway, yanking his right ear bud out of his ear.
"Hey!" he yelled, his eyes snapping open.
"Are you alright?" I asked immediately.
"I'm fine," he replied softly.
"I'm sorry. I just-"
"You were scared. I could tell. So was I," he admitted, chuckling a little at the end.
"Why did you do that?" I asked, not out of anger, but out of general curiosity.
"I don't know." He puffed up his cheeks then blew the air out quickly, rubbing the back of his head and making his hair stand up in a cute way. I frowned, but then quickly smiled.
"Really? Is it because you loooove me?" I asked teasingly.
"No." He was smiling now too, and my heart skipped three beats or something. "I love Hazza, I already made this clear with you."
"LARRY STYLINSON FOR THE WIN!" Harry shouted. Was he really right outside the door?
"Really Haz?" I yelled back, and Louis laughed.
"Yes! I LOVE YOU BOO BEAR!" Harry screamed. I rolled my eyes, but smiled: Harry ruined everything perfectly.
~~~~~~~~AUTHORS NOTE~~~~~~~~
Hey, I know some of you may not like "Larry Stylinson"....... but it just came up to my mine. Don't hate. Anyways, how are you guys likeing the story?
