Its been about 2 Weeks since Niall's mom came. Ever since then Harry has pretty much stop talking to me. Niall hasn't even locked eyes with Liam. His head is always down. Liam's trying so hard to even get Niall to look, eat, talk, DO ANYTHING WITH HIM. But he doesn't even move.
It is now the night before my birthday. Or December 23. I texted Harry telling him that I really want my boyfriend to spend the night with me on my birthday but I don't think he'll be here. Thanks to Niall's mom Our relationship has gone rocky. He'll smile, or wink at me when no one else is watching. But he won't talk to me. Probably because he's terrified about someone finding out.
"He'll be here. He has to be here." I say to no one but myself. I sit on my couch, fighting with myself menially. Rubbing my knees looking around my empty and silent flatt. Maybe I should call Liam and Ed over? I pull myself off of my ass and walk to the kitchen where my phone is. I pick it up letting out a sigh, dialing Liam's number.
"Can you please come and spend my birthday with me." Is the only thing I said. I kick my feet around on the ground.
"Be there in 5." He hangs up. I shuffle over to my fridge. I need a good beer. Or 9. Twisting it open, I take a hug gulp. Hearing a knock on the door I get supper excited. MAYBE ITS HARRY!
"HARRY? Is that you?!" I rip open the door, but my smile sorta fades.
"Sorry Mate. Just me." Liam shrugs.
"Oh, its ok. I just kinda wish my boyfriend would be here." I say walking back to the kitchen. Liam sits in the living room.
"Yeah tell me about it." He mumbles. I nod throwing him a beer. I take a seat beside him. At least I have my best friend here for the night.
"Can we watch Grease? Pretty pretty please! ITS MY FAVOURITE FILM!" I smile jumping around on the couch making Liam laugh.
"Yeah! Sure!" He gets up and walks over to the T.v. I hop around clapping while he puts it in.
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After the movie I look at my phone to see if harry texted me at all. No luck. I sigh, feeling my heart drop into my stomach. He could have at least texted me.
"LOUIS! Its 11:58! Almost your birthday!" Liam calls from the kitchen. I run in, trying my best to pull off a good fake smile.
"I know.." And my smile fades. I wipe around hearing my door almost rip off the door frame.
"Hello?" I call walking around to the door.
"BOO!" My heart stops beating. My face starts to turn red. My legs feel like they are gonna cave in from under me.
"HAZ?" I yell, now running to the door. Harry stands there with his big coat, scarf and hat. Letting out a girly scream I run into his open arms.
"Harry I didn't think you were going to come!" I smile holding him so close to me. Where I want him. He grabs my hips, giving me a long kiss on my for head.
"I was thinking! It wasn't fair of me to just stop talking to you. So I thought that if I came here tonight it would make up for it. Kinda." He flashes his big smile making me roll my eyes. This cheeky boy.
"Ugh you curly haired idiot. Just kiss me." I laugh cupping his face with my hands. He holds my waist pulling me even closer. Slamming his lips to mine. something I missed. We pull apart when Liam awkwardly coughs.
"Ha, Sorry Li." Harry smiles, still holding me. Liam's phone beeps making him start to flip out.
"Its Niall. I HAVE to go!" He yelling making a run for the door.
(A/N yep. Short. but IDGAF. Its Louis birthday today, In real life.. So I wrote this. It sucks I knoooow. But now I can't wait to write Niall & Liam's part. Woop Woop. So yeah. I WILL GO DOWN WITH THE LARRY SHIP. Larry Shipper forever. Fuck you all. K Asta La Pasta.)
