𝙎𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙩 ◆ 𝙕 𝙎 ◆

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This story starts from where Harry is in bed with some one.

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"How did I get here? "

"The party Remember? "

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That's when memory came back to him, yesterday was weird. Really weird, the late night encounter with Kyle and Zain.

Everything about yesterday was weird, and he was really uncomfortable cause he doesn't know, it was the first time he felt that near Zayn.

"You going...? "

Harry looked back to see, the guy still standing stark naked ask him. He groaned grabbing his coat and nodding, the guy had a disappointed face but the brunette doesn't give a single fuck.

He was in some kind of flat, he just went down stairs through the elevator which was empty.

He was in his clothes from yesterday, and his breath smells really bad. Since he had a wallet he wanted to get a coffee.

When Harry got out of the flat, he looked at the busy streets, the brunette's eye's caught up on a coffee shop.

"Your order? "

" Just a regular black coffee, uh and um waffles sounds good thank you" Harry smiled at the waitress who smiled back.

The coffee shop really looked nice, and there were a decent amount of people since it was morning. He was starving and he thought a Breakfast sounds good.

Alrighty Aphrodite by peach perfect was blasting on the speakers. He looked outside through the window, at the busy street again.

He ran a hand through his hair sighing, he wonders what happened to Zain, their house is near the shop should he go and check on them?

"Sir your order, have a good day" The lady smiled giving him his breakfast for today.

He wanted to moan, the sweet smell of the waffles and coffee filling his nostrils. Morning at London was something really nice, and something enjoyable.

"Hey Ms. Styles you aren't at college today I see"

Harry turned his head around to see none other than Louis Tomlinson there with a smirk on his face.

He came forward Harry, and took a seat next to him. Harry shaked his head slightly, his hands rubbing his forehead in a tensed way.

"What do you want Louis? " Harry asked putting a piece of waffle in his mouth.

"Hm nothing much Harold, I just doing something then came here to grab a coffee well viola look who's here" He said in a fake surprising way, making Harry grip his fork tighter.

"Well, Hello Louis, is that all you wanted to say? If you are done lemme enjoy my breakfast in peace" Harry sighed putting his knife and fork on the table, making the smirk in Louis's face widen.

"Well I got nothing to say really"

Harry rolled his eyes, and started eating again.