Goodbye l.s

Chapter 3

I wake up to a pounding head ache and 20 missed calls. God dammit. I attempt to get out of my bed, but find myself stepping on a beer bottle.
"OUCH!" I yell as the bottle breaks under my foot.
There were so many of them. Shit. My phone rings and this time I answer assuming it's salmon cowshit- I mean Simon. Yeah that's what I meant. Totally.
"Hey why aren't you answering your phone?"
"It's called sleeping dumbass."
"Ok well come to my place we are all meeting up."
I hang up the phone debating whether to actually go or not. I really don't want to but I don't want to be bombarded with the consequences of not. So with that thought I throw on some clothes and go to Louis's. I walk into Louis's house without bothering to knock like I was told to do over texts.
"Seriously guys I'm not joking I think there is something up with him."
"Like what?"
"Well for starters he looks like he's lost way too much weight to be healthy and he's as pale as paper."
"Ok well maybe Harry is on crack."
I walk in pretending I hadn't heard a thing and took a seat. Typical, people discussing me behind my back.
"Okay why do I have to be here again? Cus if I hadn't made it clear I'd rather throw myself into a volcano," I say coldly.
"Way harsh dude! We all just need to catch up!" Zayn says.
"Hmmm okay, but where's the balls we'll bring playing catch with? You guys don't seem to have any," I insult.
We all sit in silence after that remark. Eventually, I stand up and head for the door. Before I manage to get out of the door though somebody grabbed my wrist. Their grip was tight and I could feel a few cuts opening. Ouch! Uncontrollably, I let out a small whimper of pain.
"Sit the fuck down and tell us what's making you act this way. I'm not letting you leave until you do."
"Really cus last time I checked I get to decide what I do and when I do it. I'm a grown man and I don't wanna be here. Also this is a bit illegal.
Y'know? The holding me hostage part?" I respond before walking out the door. There's no way I let them back into my life no fucking way! However, before I reach my car I feel two strong arms grab me and lift me from the air. They carry me inside and sit me on the couch when I realize it's Liam.
"For fucks sake!" I yell.
"Please just talk to us Harry," Louis pleads.
"Okay well I'd rather talk about anything but myself so someone else start the conversation." I say.
"Okay well have you written any songs for the album?"
"Yeah they're rubbish though"
"I'm sure they aren't that bad"
"They are I'll bring my folder next time I see you and show you all."
"Okay sounds like a plan!"
"We should go to your house next!"
"Uhmm...I don't think that's the best idea"
"Ok so it's settled, we will go to Harry's house next time"
We talk for at least three hours about many things. To be honest it was kinda...nice to talk to someone other than management and press. I feel exhausted though. We were all currently sitting on Louis' couch watching Gilmore Girls. I feel an arm wrap around me and pull me in which actually felt nice after being touch deprived for all those years.
"You can sleep if you want I'll wake you up," Zayn whispers.
I take his offer and let myself fall asleep using him as a pillow.
* * *
I wake up to a pair of arms wrapped around me. I realized it was Zayn and I carefully slipped out of them without waking him up. I make breakfast for everyone and it gets finished just as they're waking up.
"What smells so good?" I hear a tired Louis question.
"Making breakfast for everyone," I respond as I start dishing the food.
"Thanks Haz," Louis says helping carry the plates to the table.
"Wait why isn't there five plates? There is five of us," Louis questions with a hint of suspicion in his voice.
"I'm just not hungry and I have to leave soon anyways I'll get something when I get home," I lie.
"Okay..."
All the boys wake up and come eat. I end spending nearly the whole day there with everyone else. We were all watching a movie and it was around seven pm now.
"This is boring," Niall claims.
Everyone agrees and we settle on going home.