Survive [Larry Stylinson]

Chapter 3.

Harry:

I wake up incredibly late. It is even darker out than it was when i fell asleep. I hear the television is on. I climb out of bed and the memories come flashing. I smell like vomit and it is disgusting. Followed by a deep breath i walk to the first door i can find, hoping it's the bathroom. To my luck it is. I go in and lock the door. It's weird being in a stranger's home. I haven't been anywhere but home for a long time. I stand in front of the mirror and my reflection is completely outrageous. I palm my hands together and splash water on my face. But it's still unusually pale. It is really dark around my eyes and my eyes are still bloodshot. I can't imagine what i looked like a couple of hours ago.

My shirt is really dirty and stinks as well. I turn to the side and notice a basket with clothes in it. Will he mind if i borrow some clothes? Hopefully not. I grab a white t-shirt and exercise shorts. They sit okay although a size bigger on the t-shirt would do it. I then quickly just rinse my hair so that i don't make his entire flat stink with my vomit smell.

When i get out of the bathroom i feel incredibly uncomfortable. Here i am, wearing HIS clothes after using HIS shower. He will probably flip. When i get to the living room he is sitting there awake looking at a familiar TV-Show. Friends. One of my favorites.

"Hey, where are your friends?" I say in hushed tones, trying my best not to startle him. He turns to me shocked that i'm awake. He doesn't seem to react on the clothes just yet.

"They left a couple of hours ago."

He says as i carefully sit down on the armchair next to the sofa he's sitting on. The table is filled with empty beer bottles.

"I apologize if they were rude by the way" He adds, still not making eye contact.

"Oh, not at all... They seemed... Fun."

He smiles and turns the televisions volume down as the commercials are on.

"Uhm i kind of borrowed some clothes, mine stank... I hope you don't mind..." I add. He now finally turns to me.

"Oh i didn't even notice haha! No problem, man." He smiles. He has a really nice smile. You know, the kind that is too flawless not to be appreciated by everyone.

"Did you shower as well?"

"Just the hair..."

"Good, cause not to be rude but... you kind of stank!" He laughs and i can't help but to laugh along with him. How can a person be like this? Insult you and still make you blush as if it was a compliment.

"You have a nice accent, where are you from?"

"Doncaster! I was just about to ask you about yours! Is it Chesire?"

"Yeah! How did you know?"

"Lucky guess. All of my friends you met today are from Britain as well. Except for Niall."

"The blonde one? Yeah i kind of noticed."

"Yeah, but don't be fooled. He's a brunette. He's just in denial"

Louis jokes and we both laugh once again. Wow, he is so nice and easy to get along with. He's also really handsome and rugged. He has an adorable face, even though he surely is older than me. And his hair seems so soft and stylish. I wonder if he might be.... No, no, Harry! Stop it. You can't just think that guys are cute, get your hopes up and just assume that they're gay. I mean, this guy is obviously straight.

"Joey looks really good in this episode."

Or not.

"I don't know, i think Chandler looks really good here." I say trying to make this more interesting.

"Well, how about Rachel?? Like, look how fit she is!"

Fuck. Okay never mind back to straight. He's surely straight. Or maybe bi? Oh my god i have to stop speculating this. I've known this guy for a day. His sexuality doesn't matter.

"Yeah... She's nice..."