the night is still young |l.s.|

part two - the performance

Bold is flashback

Italicized is the music/lyrics of the song playing

note: important part ahead ;)

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Louis watches Harry with a small smile. 

He still looked the same after all these years. Of course, his hair had grown out a bit now curling gracefully behind his ears and framing his now strong jaw. His smile was still as beautiful, and his dimples now forlorn. 

Harry stares at the dark purple table with a small pout. He was sat in between Louis and Liam, much to his disdain. Maya spoke with Liam, and Zayn with Gigi, leaving Harry and Louis in silence.

It irked Harry that Louis was still as charming and wonderful as he was years ago. His eyelashes sat above his high cheekbones. He had always hated them because he thought they looked 'too feminine but Harry thought they were beautiful. Louis is beautiful Harry thought.

Shaking that thought from his head, Harry turns back to the conversation between Zayn, Gigi, and Maya.

The group was now seated at a table not too far from the main stage where Niall was set to perform. 

Niall was of course a nervous wreck before his performance. He was never the most confident in his voice, but the boys reassured him during the band that he did in fact have a beautiful voice. After the band, he felt a bit lost but Marie was there for him. For the band's breakup and his golf management.

"Marie-"

Marie watches him sternly. "Now young man, don't tell me what I think I'm gonna hear." her dark eyes filled with determination.

Niall sighs and looks down.

"Niall." she starts with a sad sigh, "You're going to do great. You've got the talent, the voice, the face," she raises her eyebrows and Niall laughs loudly.

"And you've got the heart Nialler," she says with a smile. "Now go out there and kill this performance, kid." she finishes with a motherly smile.

Niall puffs out his chest and dramatically says, "I sure as hell do have the heart, Marie."

They laugh and a crew member motions for him to join the stage.

Marie smiles at him, proud tears already forming. "Go get 'em, tiger," she says.

Niall grins and throws his arms around Marie, hugging her small stature tightly.

"I won't let you down." he whispers.

She tightens her arms around him. "You never have nor will, Niall. I'll always be proud of you," she says quietly.

After a few seconds, she pulls away with a proud grin. 

"Now go before I start to cry," she says with a chuckle, already wiping her eyes. Niall laughs pecks her cheek before running to the stage with a wide smile.

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Louis sighs and turns to Harry who is still watching the table unnervingly.

"Haz-"

"Don't call me that." he snaps. Looking at Louis he begins to play with his rings. Louis knew that Harry only did that when he was anxious. Did Louis make Harry anxious?

"Only my friends call me that." 

He returns his gaze to the table.

"And you're not my friend." he whispers.