I dare you {larry stylinson}

Day 9

*LOUIS*

It's day 9 and we still get along. It's amazing. Harry acts so weird, we had to annoy eachother every possible way but I can't, he just doesn't let me bother himself.
He will break some day. One day he will break.
He always laughs, whatever I do or say.
I catch him staring at me random times.
It's probably nothing.
I'm overthinking it.

I open Twitter to see what's my today's purpose.
"I dare you to howl like a wolf at random time"
This has to annoy him. If it doesn't then I'm seriously worried about him.

I go out of my room already howling. Loud. Really loud.
It has to annoy him.

I step into kitchen and howl again, loudly.
"Hey Louis," he beams.
I howl again.
He just keeps smiling and eats his breakfast.
I howl.
Nothing.
I go next to him and howl into his ear.
Still nothing.
Is that his new tactic?
Fuck it annoys me that I don't get any reaction from him.
"You slept well?" he asks.
How the fuck is he not annoyed.
I howl into his ear again.
"Nice to hear that you slept well."
"How are you not annoyed?"
"I don't know, your fans have to work harder to annoy me," he laughs.

I open Twitter and tweet
"guys we need something worse. This dude is wiry."

I make myself cup of tea, sit next to Harry and prepare myself mentally for Harry's dare.

*HARRY*

Louis tries so hard to annoy me, he can't to that anymore. He just can't annoy me. I enjoy his company and his pout when he won't succeed.

He sits down next to me. Now it's time for my dare.
I take a bite from my sandwich and chew with my mouth open. I slurp my tea. I take another bite and chew as loud as I can.

"Cmon dude, what is wrong with you? Why are you doing this?"
He stands up and goes to eat in the livingroom.
Well that's fun. Sad part is that he went away. And now he's far away.
"Louis come back, I'll stop," I say.
"No you won't. I don't trust you."
That hurt.
That's weird.
Why did it hurt?
I want him to trust me.
"Louis, I promise, I won't do that anymore."

He comes back and sits across from me.
Now I can just sit and look at him again.
It doesn't make me gay, right?
He's just handsome man who lives with me.
And I just think that he's cute and amazing and adorable.
He's literally perfect.
I'm still straight. Or am I bi? What am I?

*LOUIS*

I sit back behind the kitchen table, after a while I see Harry staring at me again. And then he's in deep thoughts again.
So weird.
I wave my hand infront of his face. He doesn't even notice. He has this slight smile on his face.
What the fuck is he thinking about?
He's creeping me out.
"HARRY," I yell.
He comes back to real life.
"What?"
"Nothing much, you were just somewhere else with that creepy smile on your face. What were you thinking of?"
"Nothing."
"Harry, you were staring at me and then boom you were gone."
"I wasn't staring you," he hufs and leaves.

Okey he's weird.

*HARRY*

Now it finally happend. He caught me staring. So embarrassing. I can't help it, he looks so good.
He has a great sense of style and his hair looks always good and those eyes.
I could literally swim in his eyes, there are so blue.

I have to control myself more around him. But how?