Louis laughed loudly as he kicked his shoes off in the Styles household, following Harry into his house.

It had been a boring day of school indeed, but Friday meant fun and every Friday Louis slept over at the Styles house - it truly was a tradition, Anne when home welcomed him like her own son.

Sadly she wasn't there today, Louis truly enjoyed her pasta. He had to pout.

Marcel followed in a good ten seconds later, having walked behind the two home from school. And no he certainly did not watch Louis' ass as he walked home. Nope, there is no evidence of that at all.

Harry walked into the kitchen, ready to raid the fridge. He was a growing boy after all.

Louis turned to look at Marcel as he too kicked off his shoes, "coming Marcel?"

The tall lanky boy looked down at Louis as he gasped - no matter how many times Louis spoke to him, he would always blush when he was being acknowledged.

"Y-yeah, I'm I'm coming."

Louis giggled rolling his eyes fondly at the familiar stutter. 

The two eventually made their way into kitchen where Harry was laughing at Edward as he lay on the counter, a big fat blunt in his mouth puffing out smoke.

Marcel coughed loudly as he fanned the air around him.

"Edward! Can you not smoke in the house!" Marcel screeched as he pushed his glasses further up his nose. His voice cracked embarrassingly.

The man sat up lazily, a smirk on his face as he drooled a long list of words.

Louis laughed as he pat the brother on the back, "ah come on you druggie, I'll get ya upstairs."

Harry and Louis locked eyes, rolling them fondly - they were both very close with Edward. Even if he was a bit of an addict.

"I'll grab some crisps and put a movie on sound good Lou?" Harry called as he watched the caramel haired boy begin to help Edward up the stairs.

"Sounds perfect Haz. Please make it Journey to the Centre of the Earth! I love that movie."

The curly haired man nodded absentmindedly as he searched through the cabinet.

"Marcel will you help me love? You're brothers hella heavy."

The boy gasped rushing to do as Louis asked, honestly if the boy asked him to jump off a cliff - he would.

Without a question.

Because it was Louis.

"Thanks darling." Louis turned to flash a cheeky wink at the taller boy.

Marcel could have fainted.

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Louis plopped down on Harry after skipping down the stairs Marcel in tow.

"Ugh Lou you fat lump get off me."

Louis laughed as he rolled over on the couch, sitting next to Harry instead.

The nerdy boy stared at the three seater couch, then staring at the one seater armchair.

Louis locked eyes with the green eyed boy.

"Come here Marcel, I need a head rest."

The nerdy boy's mouth fell open as he nodded enthusiastically to Louis' request.

A second later he was sitting down as he watched Louis lay his head in his lap. The action was unexpected as he was literally on his crouch. 

Marcel whimpered out a sad excuse for the english language, "s-s-start the m-movie Ha-Harry."

Harry locked eyes with his younger brother, amused smirk playing on his face.

He knew about Marcel's crush. He wasn't bothered by it - in fact in was just another thing to tease him playfully about.

"You comfortable Louis?" Harry asked with a glint of delight In his voice.

Louis moved slightly, creating friction against the bespectacled man's downstairs as he placed his feet in Harry's lap.

"Hmm, very."

Marcel could only sigh, this was going to be a long movie.