LARRY ONESHOTS

~ THANKSGIVING ~

*HARRY'S POV*

"Louis, are you about ready, babe? The boys will be here soon." I shout towards our bedroom and hear a faint 'yes' in reply. I swear the man takes forever in getting ready even though he literally only over wears hoodies and track-pants. I wouldn't be having it if he didn't look so damn adorable in whatever he wears.

I turn to the dining table, making sure I have all the food on the table and the plates are set in place. The five of us decided to have thanksgiving dinner together this year since it's almost been three years since any of us spent proper time together and our solo careers have been taking up most of our time. Well, that and the stupid stunts they're making us pull every now and then.

We decided not to let the fans know about this, because they'd obviously freak out and start getting excited if they found out. The four of us, even if without Zayn, know that we don't want to re-unite as of now, and we don't want to disappoint the fans when anything happens, or rather when nothing happens. So, I just made arrangements with my manager and told him to pay off any and all paparazzi and make sure there are no pictures going on to the internet.

I turn around when I hear Louis' soft footsteps and to my surprise, I find him in a thanksgiving-themed sweater and black pants. I decide to mock him and turn to the window with a shocked look on my face.

"Did the sun rise from the west today or something?"

I look back at him and find him rolling his eyes, before he gives up and laughs along with me.

"Hazza, do I look alright?" his face has a sheepish smile on it and I get the message that he is somewhat nervous about donning the outfit.

"You look perfect, Lou. Don't worry about it. Besides, it's just us boys."

"Yeah, but I wore it because you were taunting me about always wearing sweats the other day."

I smile softly at him as my heart beats faster at the fact that he pays so much attention to everything I say. I hear the bell ring right at that moment and I kiss Louis' forehead before we walk to the door, and I say to him on the way.

"I was only joking, I didn't mean it. You look amazing in anything you wear, Lou. You know that."

He simply smiles before opening the door and my smile turns into a wide grin as I see my three best friends at the other end of the door.

"Hello, hello!!"

"Happy thanksgiving."

I greet Liam and Niall as Zayn just pats my back and walks past me. I close the door behind me to find Zayn standing in front of Louis. Lou is looking at his feet and I can tell from both their faces that they are about to cry.

The three of us exchange glances and walk into the kitchen without another word. There was a bit of tension between the two of them when Zayn didn't show up to Louis' X Factor performance; and while I understood that Zayn's publicist denied the action because of the whole him leaving the band saga, Louis was too angry and bummed out to listen to reason.

"Well, that's one conflict out of the way." Liam says and I nod in agreement.

"We always seem to have those around."

"Tell me about it." Niall says, before eyeing the dining table. "Say, Harry, when do we start dinner?"

I laugh at Niall's obvious attempts and so does Liam. Niall's lips push into a flat line and his cheeks turn red.

"What? I'm hungry; and thanksgiving is my favourite holiday."

"No, it's not."

"No way."

Both Liam and I say simultaneously, making both of us laugh again whilst Niall simply rolls his eyes.

"Okay, fine. Thanksgiving food is my favourite. Can we slow down the heat on this pressure cooker?"

He says, pointing to his head and I raise an eyebrow in suspicion.

"I thought the pressure cooker stopped working ages ago." Liam holds a hand over his mouth to supress his laughter and Niall smacks my head before peeping around the kitchen wall to see if Lou and Z are still talking but now whilst hugging each other.

I hear laughter from the living room the very next instant and moments later, Louis and Zayn walk into the kitchen with smiles on their faces. Zayn walks towards me and I hug him; not forgetting the fact that this is the first time I am seeing him for the first time since Johannah.

"How are you, Harry?"

"I'm great, Z. It's so good to see you."

"Yeah, I know, it's been a while." he said while rubbing his neck in embarrassment and I pat his back to give him some confidence.

"I heard your album though."

"You did?"

"Of course. It's fucking amazing." I say and he laughs before thanking me for the same.

"That's kind of what I was going for, so thanks."

The five of us sit down on the table with Louis at the head of the table, Niall and me to his left and Liam and Zayn to his right.

We all dive into conversation about the latest on-goings in our own and our loved ones' lives as the food starts to disappear from the table slowly and steadily.

Liam groans in the middle of our conversation.

"Harry, don't tell me you made this. This is so amazing."

"No, I didn't. Louis made that." I say, looking at how much Liam is enjoying the mashed potatoes and the gravy and the cranberry sauce, all of which was done by my one and only.

All around the table, our friends' eyes widen in surprise and Louis smiles proudly.

"Louis, a thanksgiving sweater and such tasteful cooking?" Liam says in shock, before turning to me. "Are you sure that's your husband and not a kid you mistakenly exchanged at the market or something?" He turns back to Louis. "What do you think about avocados?"

The question makes me laugh and I hear Louis cursing Liam and telling him to 'shut it and eat' as I hold my stomach and laugh.

"No, I'm pretty sure that's my man." I say and Niall chimes in this time.

"Yeah, he'd know, wouldn't he?" the sexual innuendo makes me smile sheepishly and makes Louis roll his eyes as Zayn high-fives him across the table.

The rest of the night passes by in a similar manner, filled with lots of curses, sexual innuendos and mocking statements; but also filled with loads and loads of laughter and memories that we'll carry with us for years and years.

I made the boys take pictures in my Polaroid before the night ended and hung those on the memory wall in our bedroom, placing them right at the centre of the board.

The picture of the five of us; Niall holding up the polaroid and making a funny face, Liam laughing while looking at the camera, Louis and Zayn captured in the middle of an argument on how they should pose and me holding up a peace sign at the camera but my eyes on Louis as I laughed and got distracted at the last second when he made an inappropriate joke.

The picture felt like the summation of the past eight years of our lives.

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