Runaway (Larry)

*Old story I decided to finish*

"I love you, Louis." Harry said. He smiled wide, eyes sparkling. I looked at the old, rundown hotel, which used to be my home.
"Let's run away together." I say.


5. chapter 5: Liam and...?

Louis' POV

I kicked the ground, scoffing. Harry smirked, as if he thinks he actually won the argument.

"You're a real fucker, you know that?" I growled, pretending to look at some football players on a nearby field.

This stupid breakfast thing was even worse then I imagined. I'd much rather be in bed, making out with Harry. Like, honestly, this is boring as hell.

"Awwww, I'm just kidding, baby." Harry cooed, leaning in the kiss my cheek. I moved away, but he grabbed my head, holding it place. He pecked my cheek, smiling.

"You really are sassy." He remarked, grabbing my hand and walking towards the playground. I raised an eyebrow.

"You're acting like a kid. Might as well get more into character." Harry mumbled, smiling playfully. I pang of hurt hit me. I didn't know why, I knew he was joking, but it still kinda hurt.

"Damn, styles. That kinda hurt, actually." I pursed my lips, crossing my arms. God, I'm too emotional. Talk about manly.

"I'm sorry, I'm being childish now. Let's just go get some food." Harry shook his head, blushing. I chuckled, feeling better.

"Awe, our first fight." I cooed, brushing his face with my fingertips. Harry swatted my hand away, laughing. He grabbed my waist, pulling me closer. He connected his lips to mine, as I felt heaven fall upon me. God, I loved kissing this boy.

"Food." I reminded him, regretfully pulling back. It wouldn't be to good to make out in front of little kids.

I grabbed his hand again, intertwining my fingers with his. He kissed my cheek again, walking along with me.

We picked up a plate, standing in line at the food table. Finally, it was our turn. I put a hotdog, watermelon, some fruit and vegetables, and some kind of other fruit I couldn't name. Harry picked similar things.

We sat down on a bench, which had a poke-a-dot patterned table cloth. I picked up my fork, stabbing a strawberry. I looked at harry threw my eyelashes, smiling.

I reached over, tracing Harry's lips with the fruit. Harry looked up, smiling. He opened his mouth, and he slowly ate it. It kinda turned me on.

"Remind me to try that sometime during sex." I day dreamed, imagining this senecio but harry naked. Harry chuckled, nodding.

Harry reached over this time, doing the same thing with another strawberry. I flicked my eyes up at him, as I slowly sucked on the strawberry, before slowly swallowing it.

Harry's eyes were wide, crazy with lust. "Don't give me a boner at a kids park." He warned, shifting in the bench.

I chuckled, my heart racing. Just looking at him was enough to get me hot and bothered. I ate the rest of my plate, laughing at Harry's terrible jokes and throwing fruit at each other.

Harry threw a grape at me, as it almost landed in My open mouth. "Come on, styles!" I yelled. He tried again, this time landing perfectly in my mouth.

"Jesus, you had good aim last night." I winked, as harry sighed loudly.

"Were back to giving me a boner again, are we?" He ran a hand through his hair, glancing around at the kids around us. I laughed, earning a stare from a nearby mother.

Harry covered his mouth, laughing into it. His eyes shone, as I melted under his gaze. He was like the sun, but ten times hotter.

"So, Niall wants to take us here, then disappears?" Harry rolls his eyes, searching around for Niall, and failing.

"I'll go find him. Don't cheat on me, Styles, or I'll snap you neck." I joked, standing up. Harry stared up at me, standing up. He was much taller them me, so I stood up on my tip toes. Our lips once again touched. I smiled into the kiss, wrapping my hands around his neck.

"Niall?" Harry pulled away, chuckling. I sighed. Damn Niall ruins everything. I walked up to the food table, harry sitting down again. Not here.

I searched around, but found nothing. Did that fucker seriously diss us, after asking us to come? Douchebag.

I suddenly saw what looked like Liam's jacket. It was his work jacket, with our logo on it, including his name. I ran up to him, half wondering why he was here, half not caring.

As I ran up to him, I stopped mid stride. I gaped, raising my eyebrows.

Liam's lips were attached to niall's, as they shoved each other's tongues down their throats. Their chests were pressed together, niall's fingers pulling at Liam's short hair, Liam's hands around Niall's waist.

I cleared my throat, making them jump. They turned around, as I glared at Liam.

"You didn't tell me you were gay?" I sassed, pushing at his stomach with my hands. It didn't do much, as Liam was a giant, but the point was across.

"Do you know what this means? how many times Have I hit on you without meaning to, now? Bastard." I couldn't keep my smile off my face, punching Liam's shoulder.

"It was nice, have me confidence." Liam joked, punching my shoulder back.

"Besides, you and curly got together, so what the fuck was I supposed to do?" Niall complained, kissing Liam's cheek. Liam smiled, kissing his on the lips again.

"Sorry about that, but to be fair you kissed me without asking." I added, looking at Niall and blushing a little bit.

"No worries, I was kidding. Now I've got Mr. Big Dick." Niall smirked up at Liam, who blushed and smiled.

"Wait, how long of you been doing this?" I asked.

"Since last night." Niall smiled again, remembering the time.

"I came to ask about Mikes car, I saw it at work, but all I heard was you screaming curlies name, and this pretty blonde boy came out and started talking to me in his underwear. along quickly." Liam smirked down at Niall, kissing his neck. Niall fluttered his eyes, smiling happily.

"Whatever, cuties. I gotta get back to styles." I walked back to the bench, as Liam and Niall ignored me.

"That took a while." Harry pulled me into his lap, wrapping his arms around me. I smiled, cuddling my face into his neck.

"Yeah, I guess Liam is gay, and his and Niall are dating and have already fucked each other." I told him, closing my eyes. The sun beat down on me, but Harry's body gave me shade.

"Oh, wow." Harry chuckled. "The more you know." I laughed, yawning.

"I'm tired, let's go back to my apartment." I said sleepily, wrapping my legs and arms around him. Harry nodded, kissing my forehead and standing up.

I barely noticed as he drove me to Patty's Motel, carrying me into my room. He laid me down on the bed, cuddling into me.

"So, where do you live, anyway?" I mumbled, half asleep.

"With my roommate at a more classy apartment. But he's a douche, and I want to move out." Harry said quietly, Falling asleep slowly. It was still only ten AM in the morning, but we were tired anyway. We didn't get much sleep.

"Live with me." I managed out, struggling to keep awake.

"Wow, we just meet like two weeks ago. But anything to get away from that douche nugget." Harry yawned, tired tears in his eyes.

"Okay." I responded, falling asleep on the spot, harry along with me.

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