another stupid hate song

Chapter 3

Harry woke up because of the sun through the car window, but he closed his eyes right after opening them. It was too bright outside. Wait, why was he in a car...? And what was that thing he had his head on? It was obviously not a pillow, but it was still very comfortable.

Harry opened his eyes and saw someone's chest. Who could it be? Wait, no. no, no, no. He quickly looked up at the memory of who he was with last night. He saw Louis' face and Harry shook his own. Louis looked peaceful when he was sleeping, almost like he could be kind. Of course it was not the case.

Harry tried to escape without waking him up. He failed

"What are you doing?" Louis said, half asleep

"Trying to get away from your grip" Harry replied

"You were laying on me, not the other way around" Louis said while sitting up and stretching. Harry could see the muscles through Louis' white shirt. It was really a distracting sight so he quickly looked away.

"Why are we even in the car?" Harry asked

"I don't remember much of yesterday night, but I think Niall was supposed to drive us back home"

"Yes but obviously you're not at your house and I'm not at mine"

"Well done, captain obvious" Louis said sarcastically, rolling his eyes

"Keep making fun of me and I throw you out of my car" Harry said while opening his car door

"Where are we?" Louis questioned, ignoring what Harry just said

"At Niall's" Harry answered, getting out of the car.

Niall lived in a cute house not so far from Harry's mum's house. His house was cozy and it was neither small but not big either. "I'm going to ask him to give me my keys so we can go"

"Whatever, Styles, I don't care" Louis said, lying back on the backseat

"You should care, or maybe you prefer staying here or walk home"

"Alright, alright. I care. Now go get you keys and let's get away from each other"

"Ugh" Harry rolled his eyes and stepped out of the car. He looked at Louis who seemed to make himself at home and closed the door with yet another roll of eyes.

He walked to Niall's door and knocked. The door flew open in front of a smiling and bright Niall with too much energy -way too much energy- and a cup of tea in his hands.

"Well, well, well, hello. Where is my other little lovebird? How was the night? Tell me, he is a good one, isn't he?"

"Good morning. The night was horrible and the person who slept in my car is even worse, thank you for asking" Harry said "Can I have my keys please?"

"What? I thought he would be good in bed. He was that bad?"

"Oh my god, we didn't do anything" Harry rolled his eyes

"Oh. I'm disappointed" Niall said, giving Harry his keys and pouting

"I'm not. I hate him"

"That's what you say now that you're sober, but the drunk version of you said otherwise yesterday" Niall smirked a wiggled his eyebrows, he took a sip of his tea and waved at the car behind Harry

"What do you mean?" Harry asked curiously because what the fuck?

"Well, when you had your tongues down each other's throats you didn't say that. Well, you couldn't say anything" Niall laughed at his own joke