How We Met: A Tinder Story (Larry Stylinson)✅

Losing It

A/n: Hello hello I am on the train to see my bf - which is actually where most of my writing for these chapters takes place. So it's time for a Lil bit of Louis :D

Louis POV

The past month has gone by in a blur. I finally got off the night shift - thank god - so I'm back to being a functioning human. Sadly, my hours have increased and now I'm almost always busy. Liam and I hang out sometime and sometimes I'll grab a beer with this guy Charlie from the lab. But I've been a bit lonely, honestly.

Lucky for me it's almost Halloween, and Harry is making the trip to Chicago to celebrate my favorite American holiday. Our costume this year is going to be epic. Misty and Ash from Pokémon. I'm Ash, of course. My hair isn't quite dark enough for it, but Harry is the only one whose hair is long enough for pig tails. I'm bloody looking forward to that yellow crop top.

As I wait for him to arrive in his Uber, I can't help but think about how much time has gone by since we first met. Last Halloween, we had been one month away from our one year anniversary, and the Halloween before we had just started talking.

I remember waking up drunk the night after Halloween two years ago, and immediately texting Harry.

Louis: hey Harold :) hope you had a good Halloween
Louis: I'm still a lil bit drunk. Think you're cute though
Louis: I love your eyes
Harry: haha hello drunk Lou
Harry: we already established u like my eyes but thank u
Louis: can't wait to meet you. It's gonna be the best day ever
Harry: better than the day you went to Disney World
Louis: ofc
Louis: u r my Disney world babe
Harry: bold
Harry: I would say you're my Disney land
Harry: not quite Disney world level yet
Louis: rude!!!
Louis: I'm crying all over my costume
Harry: srry
Harry: what's ur costume
Louis: shirtless lumberjack
Harry: damn
Harry: Sounds hot
Louis: It was until I puked on my chest last nite
Harry: louis!
Harry: I'm calling ur schools public safety
Louis: no don't! I'm not pukey anymore
Harry: lmao ok I'm jk but be safe
Harry: & send me a pic of that costume ;)

And send him a picture I did. In fact, that marked the start of our shirtless picture exchange, which ended up getting saucier and saucier until we were taking photos in our boxers, pulled down as low as they can go without revealing our dicks. Kind of like Liam does... I've caught him posing in the mirror in his underwear more times than I count. Now I know exactly what shade of brown his pubes are...

Speaking of Liam, he's currently shouting at me. "Lou! Your boyfriend is here!"

"Louis, Louis!" Harry says. He barges into my room, tackling me into a hug and kissing me on the mouth.

"My Uber driver was an ex convict so I got the ride for free! And the plane got delayed but we somehow got here on time. Also I got your costume!" Harry jumps up and starts pulling my costume out of his bag.

"Haz, babe, slow down," I say, laughing. He's usually energetic, but today he's more pumped up than the Energizer Bunny.

"I know, I'm just excited. And I had a lot of coffee," Harry giggles. As he hands me the costume, I look into his big Green eyes. His hair has grown longer, which is great for our costume, and he has a bit of stubble forming on his chin.

"Harold, are you growing a beard?" I joke, pulling him onto my lap. "You look so beautiful, baby. I missed you."

"Yeah this is my beard," Harry snorts. "Thanks, Lou. You look so hot too. I love you."

"Love you too," I reply.

Harry is lying down on my bed on his stomach, with his torso on top of my crotch. I stroke his back, playing with his curls for a bit.