One direction are doing well, extremely well!
It's been three years, two world tours, three albums.
What's not to love? The constant being away from your family, no time to sleep, not wearing what you want, not doing what you want, not loving who you want. They have turned into to exactly what they never wanted to be.
Harry thinks one direction is like a bouquet of flowers. That look beautiful, always do, but only because some ones made them that way, designed them, chopped off leaves and cut stems but for them, each leaf is something or someone they love. Positioned in the prettiest way and strangled to death with a piece of ribbon, only to be placed for everyone to see and wait to die - if they're not already dead.
His therapist told him not to think like that because at least flowers are still pretty, right?
That's why every anniversary that one direction celebrate Harry sends a single rose, pulled straight from of the bush with no grooming, to each of the boys to show them that they matter.
A yellow rose for Niall as for some reason through the years of the band the boys have become best friends potentially due to them being the youngest or just due to the fact they act like 9 year old boys together finding the slightest things funny and it's perfect for Harry because Niall laughs at his terrible jokes.
A soft peach shade for Liam to show his gratitude as he's done so much for the band, constantly being there to guide Harry through his problems almost like a farther figure who is also his best friend.
Similar to Liam, a pale pink one for Zayn to show his admiration at just how strong he his yet also gentle with others so gentle that he will just sit and listen when ever you need.
Louis gets a red rose for love, beauty and perfection.
Harry always has been and always will be in love with Louis Tomlinson.
Ever since their first kiss the two boys have been inseparable some times a bit to much for the other boys liking. So they promised to just reduce it to simple kisses and touches when they were around them, although Niall never truly minded when he walked in on them, he would just laugh it off. Unlike Liam and Zayn, who make a big deal of it. They're just jealous.
"Haz," Louis sung quietly. Harry's back was pressed against Louis' stomach, as the older boy stroked over Harry's tattoos. The ink they used wasn't just any ink it was encrypted, full of secrets, their secrets that they can't say. Harry didn't mind the hiding, he thought of the tattoos as a big game of Pictionary, but Louis would give anything for everyone to know thee truth. But Harry wasn't ready, apparently neither were management to happy about the situation. He hated it. Management, not Harry. He knew why Harry was so anxious after all that's why they were laying on the sofa, asleep at 2 in the afternoon.
"Haz," he sung again.
Harry twisted around, face buried in Louis jumper "I'm not ready yet..." He whined.
"Come on H," He twisted Harry's hair for a full 5 minutes before he replied, not that Louis minded he loved playing with Harry's hair.
Harry moaned not wanting to except the fact he had to move "The voices are still here Lou."
He's been like this all week because of the stupid anniversary, with praise and your name being everywhere come hate comments ones that can ruin your life. "They're just online comments Harry, they are stupid and you're perfect," he softly kissed Harry's forehead "always perfect," he muttered against the paler boy's skin.
Harry doesn't call them comments, he calls them food for the thing in his head. It gets stronger and more powerful meaning he needs Louis and only Louis.
"I'm serious though, Haz I really do need to go. Simon is waiting." Harry hummed in disapproval as he climbed to be sat on top of Louis.
He leaned down "Please," kiss "Don't," kiss "Go," Kiss.
"Hazzzzz, I need to meet Eleanor." scrunching up his face in disapproval, Harry crawled of Louis to the other side of the sofa. "Harry don't be like that you know I don't want to go, and you were with Kendal the other day," Louis spoke sounding more harsh than before.
"I went to dinner with her. You are in like a full on relation ship with Eleanor, you might as well be married to her!" Harry shouted, his voice wobbling as he was on the verge of tears, it's always this way. People seem to prefer Eleanor to Harry and are not afraid to leave comments on Twitter. He shouldn't look at them really, but he does, His therapist tells him off for doing that. My fault again he thinks, sending him into a spiral...
Louis crawled to Harry mirroring the position they were in earlier.
"I only want to marry you."
Dimples exposed and eyes creased Harry mustered a smile, "Is that your way or proposing, lewis?"
"No," he chuckled, "but one day Harold, one day," Louis said whilst standing up and making his way to the door, not before kissing Harry. "Oh and Harry if you need me call me. Okay?" He's aware that Harry's started wearing his bracelets again, and when Louis asked he got a reply saying that Harry only wanted to match the one Louis wears (when management let him) the one Harry had given to him three years ago.
Harry lied and the older the boy knows. Yet, Louis decided to wait for Harry to come to him, which he did eventually which explains why they were on the sofa the majority of the day.
"Bye, Love you"
"Love you more." Smiling Louis shut the door, god he hopes that Harry will never stop saying those words...
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