Cufflinks and Quiffed Hair // L.S.

*9*

*Homeless rice farmer ^ lmao*

*Louis' POV*

I must say, Styles has taste.

His white mansion was stunning. It even had a garden outside with two water fountains in it. So basically, it was the complete of opposite of its owner; it was beautiful.

I got out of the car and followed Liam, into the mansion. Styles was always looking lost and far away, so Liam had to maintain a strong hold on him to ensure he didn't really get lost.

Liam rang the doorbell, and I waited behind him. Styles was staring at the sky, no idea why. I believe he was in his own world, but not that I cared, obviously. The door opened and revealed a brunette girl, who leaned and pecked Liam's lips.

"Hi baby." She said and Liam smiled at her saying, "Hi love. Guess who's with us." She wiggled her eyebrows, and Liam stepped aside, revealing me. She looked at me and asked, "Why...is he...here?"

I said, "I'm sorry for being here without notice, but I just wanted to talk to Harry."

"Weren't you the one who refused from giving him a job?" She asked, raising an eyebrow and crossing her arms on her chest.

Liam immediately said, "Maya, he just wants to talk. It's fine. We'll be there, with Harry." I nodded. Styles was still in a daze, not really paying attention to what was happening. I asked, "May I come in?" Maya huffed, but nodded and asked me to come in. I followed Liam, Maya and Styles inside.

The house was...big.

I was taken to the living room, where I saw Zayn and Gigi making out on the couch. I fought the urge to roll my eyes successfully. I cleared my throat loudly, making everyone but Styles look at me. Zayn narrowed his eyes at me, saying, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to talk to Styles." I said.

"His name is Harry, you know." Zayn said.

"Thanks for telling me, I didn't know." I said.

Zayn huffed and walked out of the room, with Gigi following him. Before going, she said, "Louis, please don't be harsh towards Harry." I didn't say anything.

Liam and Maya sat down on the couch, so did I, while Styles said, "I'll go get Niall." Maya said, "No, stay here. I'll go get him."

Styles sat down opposite me and said, "Alright. What did you wanna say?" For the first time he made eye contact with me, and that was when I realized how green his eyes were. I said, "I actually wanted to ask you things."

He nodded and asked me to go on. I took a deep breath and asked, "How are you?"

"Pretty good." He replied. I wondered if that was how he would answer all my questions. I said, "I know you aren't. Zayn told m-"

"That I'm self-harming, great. What else?" He cut me midway and I wondered whatever was his problem with me. "Why are you doing it?" I asked, softly.

"It's my hobby. Next?" He said, flatly.

"Styles, please. I'm really asking." I said.

He was quiet for a while. He leaned back on the couch and looked up at the ceiling. I looked at Liam, who was looking at Harry too. Suddenly, Niall entered the room along with Maya and they sat down.

Styles then said, "I don't know. I'm just not okay. Why do you ask?"

"Because I hurt you some time ago and want to make up for that." I said, honestly.

"You don't have to do this. I've already forgiven you." He said. Well, if he had forgiven me, what the fuck was I doing there? I could go home. I stood up and said, "Silly me; I should've first asked that. Now that you've already forgiven me, I'll get going."

Styles didn't say anything, but Liam said, "You never even said 'sorry'." "I know, but if he has forgiven me, I don't need to say sorry." I told him, but Niall blocked my way and said, "Say. Sorry."

"Well, Niall, you don't even know what happened. So, just shut it and move." I said.

"Well, I do know what happened. Liam texted me. You hurt him." His voice cracked in the end and I rolled my eyes, "I didn't. Let me go."

Liam and Niall began arguing with me and didn't let me go. Finally, Styles said, "Guys, please. Let him go."

Not only me, but my eyes, ears, brain and soul were also surprised. "But-" Niall began but Styles said, "Niall, please." Niall shut up.

Styles looked at me and said, "Thank you. For...everything." I nodded and left with one thought in my mind.

Had I done the right thing by not giving Styles a job?

***

*Harry's POV*

Till the time he said he didn't want to talk any further because I had already forgiven him, I trusted him. I admitted this bit to myself as soon as he left.

The part I wouldn't admit to even myself, was I still had hope he would help. I never really expected Louis to give me a job, you know. But when he suddenly began talking to me, I hoped he would help in one way or another.

It kinda shocked me that Zayn, his best friend, asked him to give me a job. Who does that for an enemy?

After Louis left, I excused myself and decided to lie down on my bed, and rest. Everyone was pleading me to not lock the door, so I didn't. I know they're worried about what I might do, but trust me, I won't.

I won't do it again. I needed to live, I wouldn't give up, I could still do something. I would do something, anything.

Nothing's ever easy, it's what we do to make things easy. Giving up wasn't the right option, fighting through the difficulties and emerging victorious is what we should do. When we would have succeeded in defeating all the haters, and look back at how far we've come, it'll feel really great. We will be a survivor. When it comes back, at least we won't be clueless as to what has to be done to survive through it. We would be experienced.

I lay down on my bed and wondered what it would be like if my company had never accepted Simon's deal. I would still be happy, I guess. I thought about Simon for a while, how cruel he was. I felt sleepy, so I eventually fell asleep.

***

*Niall's POV*

After Harry went upstairs, Zayn and Gigi left for their house, and Liam and Maya left for their own. It was just me and Harry.

I called Gemma and updated her on Harry and Louis' interaction, which surprised her. She hadn't expected Louis to talk to Harry, obviously. But she was upset, just like us, that Louis hadn't apologized for being a douche towards Harry.

Well, in my opinion, once a dick, always a dick. Louis just proved that.

I decided to go check on Harry upstairs, worried he could...you know what I mean. I slowly opened the door and let out a breath I had been holding.

Harry was sleeping. His baby deer legs all sprawled out on the bed, messy curls all over his forehead, mouth slightly ajar, soft snores filling the room...He looked peaceful and cute at the same time. I sighed and left the room, closing the door gently.

Wish Harry was happy like this all the time.

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1250 words. 

Forgive me for that Liam and Maya part at the start, I really can't help it :(((((

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S

P.S. Lots on the wayyyyy xx