I dare you {larry stylinson}

Day 10

*HARRY*

He caught me staring.
Louis caught me staring yesterday.
Maybe he has noticed it before too.
Now it's even more embarrassing.
So cringe.

I feel like I really like him. But it doesn't make any sense to me. I mean. I'm straight. I have always been straight.
I'm sure that living with gay man turned me gay. And after moving out I'll be my normal self again.
No.
It's not possible.
I still don't like any other dude. Can't find them attractive.

Google told me that there's this "only gay for him" thing.
I'm scared that this might be it.

I'm supposed to call him Lewis all day today.
Oh I know how much that shit annoys him.
I'm so ready for it.

I open my rooms door and hear him in the kitchen.
"Oh Lewiiiiiis, can we go out today again?"
I sure as hell will go crazy if I stay in this house today.
I hear him groan loudly, "Nooo, Harold, nooo. Please tell me it's a one time thing,"
"Can't say a word," I smile,"so what do you think Lewis? Can we go out?"
"You are horrible Harold. Where do you want to go?"
"I dont know, you pick."
"Can we go to McDonald's again?"
"If that's what you want, then fine, let's go."

We go inside and Louis orders his favourite burger again.
No fans in sight this time.
Louis still hasn't made something that makes me think that it's for sure his dare.
And he hasn't mentioned me staring at him. Good.

"So Lewis, aren't you going to complete your dare or what? We are out of the house so you can basically say what your dare is."
"So Harold, since we are not in the house, fuck you, I hate when people call me Lewis. And I can't cuss you off when we are in the house and I can't even hit you in the house.
I hope my dearest fans will give me a great dare for tomorrow to compensate my today's agony," he continues eating.
"Nice to know that it annoys you Lewis," I say with a laugh.
He literally slaps me across my face,"Ouch whatcha did that for?" I rub my face.
"Take a wild guess Harold," he says with an eyeroll.
"Okey I won't call you that anymore."
"You better or else I'll find a way to poision your food."
I laugh, he's cute even when he threatens to kill me.

*LOUIS*

It's time to complete my dare. We are back at our home.
I sit on couch and act like I'm licking my "paw".
"What is wrong with you?" he looks at me with confused face and sits next to me.
"Meoooooow," I say.

I try so hard not to laugh.

I go next to him and rub my head against his arm.
I even manage to make slight purring sound.

"That's it, you finally lost it," he laughs.

I purr louder and rub my head more against him.
I lay down on my back and put my hands and legs up like cats do. Asking for a belly rub.

"Aww, what do we have here? A stray cat or what?"
"I'm not a stray cat," I say with a huff.
"No the cat doesn't talk Lewis," he laughs.

I huff again at him. He promised not to call me Lewis. So much of trusting him.

"Oh did this little kitten over here get angry? Maybe I can make it up to you and I can rub your belly?"

I shut my mouth and purr again while Harry rubs my belly.
We are both laughing so hard at this point.

This scene is going to be all over Twitter.
So many memes and edits.

It's still so weird that we get along.