"You set the last challenge last hour, now it's my turn", Liam said.
We didn't even whisper anymore because the lecturer absolutely didn't care.
It was monday again and Liam and I sat in the lecture with the most boring instructor all over the world. But everything can be fixed with a little creativity.This semester was already a few weeks old, that's why the challenges became more and more challenging. That was good because I was in the mood for something exciting.
The following time Liam and I earned a lot of weird looks, a few shhhhh's, and from time to time even a laugh. Then the lecturer was about to finish.
"Wait, I have a last one", Liam said.
"Okay, what?"
"I want you to bring me a curl from Harry next monday."
I laughed in surprise. "Wot?"
"I'm being serious."
I frowned but without thinking too much I said: "Okay, challenge accepted. But don't think that the next challenge for you will be easy."
"I will not, Tommo, don't worry."
...
Now I had to get to a curl from a guy that is not even a friend of mine. But I knew Harry for nearly two months now, so it'd be easy. Maybe?
I thought of just cutting a loose strand when he'd be asleep but that would be boring and maybe even harder than convincing him to do it himself for me. The latter would be funnier as well. And I thought he might even recognise his missing hair.
So I created a master plan.
Harry and I met to work on the creative writing project when my master plan was implemented.
He already sat on one of the two chairs infront of my desk but I kept standing, I just had too much energy.
"Hey Harry", I said "do you want to give me a curl from your hair?"
"What?" Harry looked really confused.
"Just like cut off a loose strand and give it to me."
"Why are you so obsessed with me?" He raised an eyebrow, smirking.
I laughed. "You wish I were. But it's only for professional reasons. For the project. Believe me."
"That doesn't make sense in any way."
"You will see afterwards. Just give me a curl. James will love the result."
"I don't understand you, Louis."
"Believe me." I grinned. I was hundred percent convinced that this would turn out perfectly amazing.
I think Harry had sensed it as well because he asked: "Uhm but I'd need scissors for that."
I gave him one.
"And you're sure that this is gonna help our project?"
"Absolutely." I bobbed my feet impatiently but my wide smile stayed.
He slowly grabbed a small strand of hair and cut it off. On other days I would not believe that he actually did this, but today I had known, that it'll work out.
Harry slowly gave the hair to me and looked at me as I was crazy.
Before he could give attention to what I did with his curl I hastily said: "Okay and now write down exactly what you feel and think. Fast!"
He was so confused that he just did what I told him. I put the curl in a plastic bag without him noticing. Liam's challenge was easy. And in addition to that we would have some great stuff for our project. I am a genius.
I kept the plastic bag in a safe place and finally took a seat next to Harry. I looked over his shoulder on my laptop and read what he just have written.
The situation I brought him in was silly and nothing big, but crazy enough that he had big feelings to bring down to words. And it was even better than expected.
"I'm done", he said, "and I think I know what you did. But did I seriously had to lose hair for that?"
I started to explain the whole situation, and maybe I spoke a little fast. "Don't question it, as you see the result is amazing. Our topic is confusion and how could someone write better about something than about something they experienced? I brought you in a situation where you were really confused and now this feeling is black on white on my laptop. Now we just have to form these words and make them to a beautiful flash fiction. It's going to be real and it's going to be great."
"Louis, you spoke way too fast, I didn't understand this. Can you repeat it, please?"
I rolled my eyes. He couldn't just listen faster? But I repeated it.
...
Friday evening Zayn and I had dinner together with his family at their house. The other lads were busy and Zayn and I hadn't done anything together for definitely too long.
While eating, Zayn's family, him and I had a pretty good conversation. Nothing serious, but it felt really comfortable. After the meal we went back to his room. He lived at the campus but he visited his family often and with that room he also had the possibility to hang out with us, his friends, at his family's place.
Today we used this place to simply talk. It was so good to do this again.
"And you and Liam, you are really happy right now, aren't you?"
"Yes, we are. It feels like every day our love gets a little deeper. Like every time I see him, I fall in love with him again. It's like he trusts me more with every secret we share and it is the same with me."
When Zayn had a serious face he looked hot, but when he smiled he just was the defintion of beauty. Not that he was my type or something like that, I was just so incredibly happy for him. For both, Zayn and Liam. Seeing your friends happy is the best feeling in the whole wide world.
"That's beautiful, Zayn."
"You're sweet, Louis. You know what is beautiful as well? That you are in such an amazing good mood. The whole week you lighted up every room you were in. Your good mood is contagious."
"It feels great, ya' can believe me in that."
"But don't forget-"
"I will not, I promise."
"That's good. And just to remind you, I am always there for you. You remember? I'd always save you, Louis"
We both chuckled quietly. "I remember. And I'll never forget."
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Heyy Luvs <3
I love you!
Hope you're doing well!!
If not, talk to me (only if you want to of course).
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LuP.S. I knowww the Zouis moment is cheesy af but I couldn't help myself... I just miss their friendship so much!
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FanfictionHarry Styles is starting his first year at university in Bradford. He is not new to the tragedies of life such as death and loss. But now he is ready to embrace happiness and maybe even love. Louis Tomlinson is just another guy hailing from Doncaste...