Breaking All The Rules (Larry Stylinson)

I manage to walk the whole way back to my apartment without turning around once for even a second. I know I probably should have stayed to hear what he had to say but I don't think it would have made any difference in the situation. Why would he go fuck a girl? He knows he doesn't go that way... Could he go both ways?
I stop myself from thinking about that as I open the door to my apartment. Jason is asleep on the couch and no one else is in sight. I count my blessings and go to my room, fuming about what happened at Louis'. The more I think about it, the more pissed off I get. I hear Jason get up about 15 minutes later and I pray he doesn't come in my room. Of course he does, though.
"Hey man, when did you get back? You look pissed."
"Fifteen or twenty minutes ago," I answer him.
"Why do you look so mad?"
"I don't want to talk about it, Jason."
"Come on, tell me."
"No."
"Harry-"
"I said no!" Without thinking, I turn and punch the wall as hard as I can.
"Dude, what the hell! You just punched the wall!" Jason screams at me, as if I don't already know that.
"I know what I fucking did!" I know my hand hurts but I don't feel it. All I feel is the adrenaline coursing through my body.
"What the fuck happened to you?"
"None of your goddamn business!" I punch the wall again, an ungodly crunching sound reaching my ears and my hand comes in contact with the drywall.
"Fuck!"
"Harry, you just broke your hand," Jason says.
"No I didn't," I tell him. There's no way in hell I broke my hand, it's only a wall.
"I don't think your finger is supposed to look like that," he says, pointing to my hand. I look down and see my finger jutting out in a weird way.
"I'm fine," I insist. No fucking way I broke anything.
"We need to take you to the hospital," Jason tells me.
"No. I don't need a hospital. Where's everyone else?" I want to change the subject so he gets off this broken hand shit.
"They're out at the bar," he answers.
"Take me there."
"Harry, you need to-"
"Take me to the bar!"
Jason looks at me as if he is disappointed but I don't give a fuck. I know he wants me to go to the hospital but I'm fine. My hand stings a little and it's bruising but I doubt it could be that bad. I've never broken anything - on my own that is - and I'm not about to start now.
I follow Jason down the hall and out the front door. When we get outside, there's a breeze and it feels amazing against my hot skin. The anger pulsing through my veins has caused me to start sweating and I'm glad I'm able to cool down a little before seeing the other guys.
We walk down the street for nearly half an hour before finally reaching the bar. I really need to get a car, walking everywhere is annoying and takes far too long.
Jason pushes open the door and the loud noises of the bar greet us. Men are shouting, music is blaring, and it smells strongly of sweat. I find the guys almost immediately. They're all sitting at or standing around one of the tables in the back corner of the bar, empty pitchers tipped over on the table and full ones being passed around.
"Hey! Look who decided to be a part of the gang tonight after all," Marcus yells from the table when he spots us. The others all yell something in reply but it's difficult to understand them since their words are all slurred.
"Dude, the fuck did you do to your hand?" Marcus asks when we get close enough to the table. "It looks broken."
"It's not fucking broken!" I yell at him, my temper beginning to rise again.
"Dumbfuck punched a wall twice and won't let me take him to the hospital," Jason tells him.
"What's got you upset?" One of the other guys asks.
"Nothing," I lie. I know they all know I'm not telling the truth but no one pushes me any further to speak my mind.
"Well, if you're alright why don't you have a seat and we'll get you a drink," Marcus offers.
I pull up a chair from an empty table and sit down, a mug of beer already in front of me. The last thing I remember is picking it up and downing it in 5 seconds.

Notes

a lot of you are probably so mad at us for taking so long to update and i keep apologizing all the time for it but i'm still really sorry :( i know it's frustrating and it's frustrating for me not to be able to update either but i can't really help it. i hope everyone had a great christmas/hannukah/whatever you celebrate :)
-stylinsecrets