Still Friends? (Larry Stylinson AU)
Chapter 4
HARRY'S P.O.V.
We arrived in Doncaster about hours ago. It's now 8 a.m. We were putting everything inside because the movers said they were going to charge us triple the original price if we didn't unload the furniture and the other stuff. Me and my mom are both very tired.
We walked in the door to my old house. There was one couch in the middle of the floor. We immediately went and sat on it. We just began to close our eyes when my mom's phone rang.
"Hello?" My mom said jerking up rubbing her eyes. I heard some talking from the other end of the phone.
"Yeah, that's my son he was wanting a job." My mom said. Well shit, I possibly got a job
"Yeah, he's great with kids." She said. "Twins yeah he can handle that." She told whoever was on the other end. Oh how the fuck am I supposed to take care of two kids?
"Wait a boy that's 18, uh.... yeah.... they would be able to bond huh? Ok well if your leaving tomorrow he'll come over tomorrow as well. Yeah thanks ok. Bye" she finished her conversation and smiled at me.
"She said she has twins, both girls, that need to be watched for a month. She has to go to California for a business thing. A full month. 24/7 so she said you'll be living at her house because she has an extra guest room. You won't be by yourself thought. There is another 18 year old boy that will be there the whole time except when he needs to go to school." She said not even worrying about the fact that she doesn't even know the names of the woman, the twins, or even the 18 year old son.
"Umm mom aren't you worried that you don't even know these people and your only son is going to be living there for a full month. We don't even know any of there names!" I yelled out the last part. I didn't know if this boy was a druggie. But thats fine because I can live there and get out of this house. To many memories.
"Don't worry Harry. She sounded really nice. The way she described her son, he seemed really nice and has no problems with anyone!" She said smiling. Probably because she's getting rid of me for a whole month and gets to stay here with Gemma.
"Okay I guess. When do I start again?" I ask so I can prepare myself.
"Tomorrow but for right now you need to go to sleep because I can tell your tired." She was right. I was tired. I could even feel the bags under my eyes.
Without another thought I instantly fell asleep on the couch.
LOUIS'S P.O.V.
"Louis I got that babysitter" my mom yelled from downstairs.
I was having the same dream I have almost every night for the past 4 years. It always ends at the same part. But the thing is, it's the same dream just there is always a little something different about each one. Usually I either have a different conversation with him or at least one more part of him.
*DREAM*
"HEY!" I scream at the boy at the end of the tunnel. He doesn't turn around. He just keeps on walking. And of course I follow him. I don't know why I yell at him anymore. He never answers.
His chocolate brown curls bounce with every step. I can never see his face thought. He has the most beautiful body I've ever seen. He's not to built but he's not scrawny. I've tried talking to him so many times. He never answers.
I have learned more about him just by the way he presents himself. He fidgets with his hands when he gets nervous. He only get nervous when he wants to talk to you. He almost never talks to me. He's only talked to me about 3 times before.
He doesn't like you stating at him. He'll turn away fast and glance back at you exactly 2 times just to check if your still looking.
At this point I'm running at him. He doesn't even turn to see who it is. He knows it's me. He is nervous. He's messing with his hands again. If he is nervous it means he wants to talk.
"WHY DON'T YOU EVER FUCKING TALK TO ME!?" I yelled as loud as I could.
I'm right behind him. I reach up towards his shoulder since he's taller than me. I just want to catch a glance at his face. He usually fights against me, as if he doesn't want me to see his face.
This time for some reason, he didn't fight. Right before he spun around he said something that only one person would ever say.
"I'm so sorry for what I did BooBear." He said which shocked me. He sounded like he was crying. He had a very deep voice.
At that moment he spun around with such grace I didn't even think it was possible to be that willingly to turn. What I saw was possible the most beautiful and worst thing I have ever seen.
A pair of gorgeous emerald green eyes which then soon turned dark forest green and let out a single tear.
*END OF DREAM*
I sat up from my bed trying to catch my breath. I couldn't breath. I was shaking.
"Ok I'll be down in 5" I yelled back to my mom. I couldn't believe what I just dreamed of. I mentally went over the clues of who I could be dreaming of. Even thought I already knew.
First clue. The boy said "I'm sorry for what I did BooBear." As far as I knew there was only one person who I have ever met who has called me BooBear.
Well maybe I just heard him wrong.
Second clue. He had emerald green eyes. As far as I knew, I only know three people who had emerald green eyes. Haz-I mean Harry, my friend Devin who also happens to have brown curls, and my friend Jessica. But this was a boy so that crossed Jessica off the list.
Shit, shit, shit, that leaves two.
Third and final clue. As soon as I saw the emerald eyes they turned a dark forest green as they let out a single tear. I've seen Devin cry. His eyes stay the same color.
Fuck that means it's has to be him who I've been dreaming of the last 4 years.
HARRY EDWARD STYLES.
We arrived in Doncaster about hours ago. It's now 8 a.m. We were putting everything inside because the movers said they were going to charge us triple the original price if we didn't unload the furniture and the other stuff. Me and my mom are both very tired.
We walked in the door to my old house. There was one couch in the middle of the floor. We immediately went and sat on it. We just began to close our eyes when my mom's phone rang.
"Hello?" My mom said jerking up rubbing her eyes. I heard some talking from the other end of the phone.
"Yeah, that's my son he was wanting a job." My mom said. Well shit, I possibly got a job
"Yeah, he's great with kids." She said. "Twins yeah he can handle that." She told whoever was on the other end. Oh how the fuck am I supposed to take care of two kids?
"Wait a boy that's 18, uh.... yeah.... they would be able to bond huh? Ok well if your leaving tomorrow he'll come over tomorrow as well. Yeah thanks ok. Bye" she finished her conversation and smiled at me.
"She said she has twins, both girls, that need to be watched for a month. She has to go to California for a business thing. A full month. 24/7 so she said you'll be living at her house because she has an extra guest room. You won't be by yourself thought. There is another 18 year old boy that will be there the whole time except when he needs to go to school." She said not even worrying about the fact that she doesn't even know the names of the woman, the twins, or even the 18 year old son.
"Umm mom aren't you worried that you don't even know these people and your only son is going to be living there for a full month. We don't even know any of there names!" I yelled out the last part. I didn't know if this boy was a druggie. But thats fine because I can live there and get out of this house. To many memories.
"Don't worry Harry. She sounded really nice. The way she described her son, he seemed really nice and has no problems with anyone!" She said smiling. Probably because she's getting rid of me for a whole month and gets to stay here with Gemma.
"Okay I guess. When do I start again?" I ask so I can prepare myself.
"Tomorrow but for right now you need to go to sleep because I can tell your tired." She was right. I was tired. I could even feel the bags under my eyes.
Without another thought I instantly fell asleep on the couch.
LOUIS'S P.O.V.
"Louis I got that babysitter" my mom yelled from downstairs.
I was having the same dream I have almost every night for the past 4 years. It always ends at the same part. But the thing is, it's the same dream just there is always a little something different about each one. Usually I either have a different conversation with him or at least one more part of him.
*DREAM*
"HEY!" I scream at the boy at the end of the tunnel. He doesn't turn around. He just keeps on walking. And of course I follow him. I don't know why I yell at him anymore. He never answers.
His chocolate brown curls bounce with every step. I can never see his face thought. He has the most beautiful body I've ever seen. He's not to built but he's not scrawny. I've tried talking to him so many times. He never answers.
I have learned more about him just by the way he presents himself. He fidgets with his hands when he gets nervous. He only get nervous when he wants to talk to you. He almost never talks to me. He's only talked to me about 3 times before.
He doesn't like you stating at him. He'll turn away fast and glance back at you exactly 2 times just to check if your still looking.
At this point I'm running at him. He doesn't even turn to see who it is. He knows it's me. He is nervous. He's messing with his hands again. If he is nervous it means he wants to talk.
"WHY DON'T YOU EVER FUCKING TALK TO ME!?" I yelled as loud as I could.
I'm right behind him. I reach up towards his shoulder since he's taller than me. I just want to catch a glance at his face. He usually fights against me, as if he doesn't want me to see his face.
This time for some reason, he didn't fight. Right before he spun around he said something that only one person would ever say.
"I'm so sorry for what I did BooBear." He said which shocked me. He sounded like he was crying. He had a very deep voice.
At that moment he spun around with such grace I didn't even think it was possible to be that willingly to turn. What I saw was possible the most beautiful and worst thing I have ever seen.
A pair of gorgeous emerald green eyes which then soon turned dark forest green and let out a single tear.
*END OF DREAM*
I sat up from my bed trying to catch my breath. I couldn't breath. I was shaking.
"Ok I'll be down in 5" I yelled back to my mom. I couldn't believe what I just dreamed of. I mentally went over the clues of who I could be dreaming of. Even thought I already knew.
First clue. The boy said "I'm sorry for what I did BooBear." As far as I knew there was only one person who I have ever met who has called me BooBear.
Well maybe I just heard him wrong.
Second clue. He had emerald green eyes. As far as I knew, I only know three people who had emerald green eyes. Haz-I mean Harry, my friend Devin who also happens to have brown curls, and my friend Jessica. But this was a boy so that crossed Jessica off the list.
Shit, shit, shit, that leaves two.
Third and final clue. As soon as I saw the emerald eyes they turned a dark forest green as they let out a single tear. I've seen Devin cry. His eyes stay the same color.
Fuck that means it's has to be him who I've been dreaming of the last 4 years.
HARRY EDWARD STYLES.
Notes
OMFG!!! Why has Louis been dreaming of Harry for the past 4 years???? Stay Beautiful-Ali<3
PLEASE UPDATE THIS IS SUCH AN AMAZING CONCEPT AND STORY PLEASE UPDATE
12/19/15