1D Bromance One-Shots [boyxboy]

Changing His Mind - Larry

I shook my head, "N-Not really...w-why?" 

Louis cleared his throat, "Uhhh, Harry? Do you wanna hang out? You know...I just want to know you better. Let's go to my place. After the play I could drive both of us at my crib. What do you say?" 

"Whaaaat? I mean uhmm, why me? And what are we going to do there?" I asked him.

"You'll see." he winked then walked away.

That was weird. I was left there in the hallway alone. I was still frozen. I tried to pinch myself to check if I was dreaming but it's not. It's not a dream at all! This is real! Louis Tomlinson invited me into his house! What is happening?! Is it the day of the apocalypse?! Someone explain this to me!

~*~

The crowd gave a standing ovation after the play. Cheers and whislings were heard everywhere. There were also a chorus of "We love you Louis!" and "Louis you're the best!" and "OMG Louis can I suck you?"

I swear the last one received gasps from the crowd.

After the whole thing, I waited outside the school. I have to keep my words. After all, I don't want to make a bad first impression.

"There's my little angel." a voice cooed just a few centimeters behind me. His breath touching my sensitive skin. I tried to hold back a moan.

I turned around and saw Louis all ready and smiling. "So, where are we going?"

Louis didn't answer. Instead, he grabbed my hand and lead me to a shiny car. He opened the door to the passenger's seat for me. I slowly slid myself inside, feeling unworthy to be sitting on a famous kid's car. Louis turned around and slid himself inside the driver's seat.

The drive to Louis' house was short but very silent and uncomfortable. I would often look at him and sometimes, I could feel his stare burn at me. There are times that our gazes would meet and he would chuckle so I have to give a very awkward smile.

"We're here." he said five minutes later. 

He was about to open the door when I held his hand, "Wait. Louis? There's something I want to talk to you about."

He quirked his eyebrow then smirked, "Talk to me."

"Well...we're not close right?" I asked, he nodded. "And...we haven't really talked or anything..."

"True." he nodded.

I breathed heavily, "But...why did you invite me here all of a sudden? I mean, it's not that I'm complaining 'cause I know a lot of girls would kill themselves just so they can spend some time alone with you. But you know...you're famous at school and I'm that kid who sits and talks with the toilet."

He chuckled at my last line, "Well, Harry. It started three weeks ago. It was lunch. I went to the men's room to you know...dispose some dirty liquid and do some business.."

I gasped at his last words. "Do your business?"

"Oh, don't gasp! Anyway, yeah...I was. But when I was about to open a cubicle, I heard mumbling. I climbed on top of the toilet and tried to peek inside the cubicle where the murmuring was from. Then I saw you. You were mumbling things about how hard your situation is, how bad your life is going and...how much you hate me and my friends.."

I gasped for the second time, "Ohh...So, tonight's the night for the beating, I suppose?" I asked shakily. I was nervous to say the least. Well, not before Louis laughed at me.

"No, silly! In fact, I found it cute. So anyway, I told my friends about you and your hatred for us and they just shrugged it off. Then they decided to tease me that I liked you. At first, I was a denial king. But then later on, I saw you just by your locker talking to that kid, Calum and...well, that's when I felt something. You know, I felt sparks. And from that day on, everytime I look at you and you would look at me, I felt happy and I just wanted to go near you and kiss you everywhere. But you know, I was a bit taken aback about how you would roll your eyes on me and look at me from head to toe as if my outfit makes me look like a clown in school...it just made me, kinda insecure."