Reading Between The Lines Larry Stylinson Story Chapter 5

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Harry's P.O.V.: • Sorry mouse. Didn't see you there. Aaron says sarcastically. • I stand up. Did you seriously just do that!? I ask angrily. • Aaron smirks. Oh look, it's the faggot who thinks he's tough stuff. • Excuse me. A voice says behind Aaron. He turns to see Zayn standing behind him. What did you call my brother? • Aaron looks from me to Zayn. You two are brothers? • Ignore the racial differences. Zayn says. Yes, we're brothers. • Well isn't that cute. Aaron says sarcastically. So what do you are you and your brother going to do about it? • We're going to teach you that it's rude to dump food on someone. I say, looking at Louis who has his head down, tomato juice and ranch still in his hair. • Aaron gets in my face. I could take you on, easy. • Zayn steps in between us. If you want him you have to go through me. • And me. Niall says, appearing behind Zayn. • And me. Liam says right behind Niall. • Aaron looks at the four of us, standing protectively in front of Louis. He swallows. Fuck this. Aaron says as he walks away. • Zayn, Liam and Niall exchange triumphant high fives and I go over to Louis. Let's clean you up, yeah? I say. He nods and I help him stand. I lead him out of the caf and to the boys' room. I lock the door and he goes over and sits on the counter by the sink and cleans food off his glasses. • I walk over to him and wet some paper towels. I dab the damp paper against his shirt, trying to get out the stains. • You didn't have to do that. Louis says quietly. • I keep rubbing at his shirt. Me and my brothers have all been made fun of for our whole lives, because we have such an odd family. Niall always got the worst of it, him being from Ireland and he's smaller than most boys our age and everything, people made fun of him a lot. We've always stood up for each other and stuck together. If someone fucked with one of us he had to deal with all of us. So I'm used to dealing with people like Aaron. • I finish Louis's shirt and move to his hair. I use napkins and my fingers to get the sauce and ranch out of his hair. I feel his eyes on me, watching me work. I run my hands through his hair, picking out all the tomato and chips. That's about all I can do. I say quietly. • I look up at Louis and he stares back at me. I keep my hands in his hair and start to run my hands through his hair mindlessly. I rub the back of his head and he closes his eyes and groans. • I smile at this and he looks at me. My hands stop moving and go down to his waist. He puts both hands on my arms. We just sit there, staring at each other, mouths slowly getting closer. The air is thick and both our breathing is unsteady. I put one hand on the back of his neck and he shuts his eyes. I pull him in closer and gently kiss him. • I feel electricity when our lips meet. • It's funny because I can feel the frames of his glasses brush against my nose. I've never kisses someone with glasses. I guess he likes it because he starts running his hands through my hair and he moans into the kiss. We break away long enough to get a quick breath then go back to kissing. • Louis's P.O.V.: • Harry runs his tongue along my bottom lip. I open my mouth and he slips his tongue in. I moan as we twist our tongues together. No one has ever kissed me like this and I love it. • Because I'm on the sink I'm quite a bit higher up than him and I have to bend my neck to meet his mouth. • I pull back and slide off the sink. I'm leaning against the counter and Harry's body is about two inches from mine. My hands are one his chest and his hands are on my waist. • He smiles at me and I look away from his gaze. I... I'm sorry. I whisper. I can't. I-I have to go. And with that I run out of the bathroom, down the halls and out of the school. I keep running until I can't run anymore. • • Part 2: • • Reading Between The Lines - Larry Sty... • ~Gracie

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