play it cool [L.S]

chapter six

dear cass,
you so short
- <3

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"no fucking way!"

"but he is your favourite artist!"

"niall, i know but-"

"it's ed sheeran!" niall cried, looking between his computer and harry. they were currently looking at things to do over this coming weekend, now having a debate over ed sheeran tickets since niall had brought it up.

harry on the other hand, as much as he would want to see ed sheeran in concert, he is terrified of large and loud crowds "look! pit tickets! for not even two hundred pounds each!"

"where do we have that money to spend? you are talking roughly six hundred pounds for three tickets let alone merchandise and food! its like a eight  hundred pound night!"

"you get so technical when you over think" harry let out a stifled laugh as liam —who was sitting next to harry, studying— said "ni, we can find something else to do. lets maybe save h from the bug crowds until he's ready?"

"i know i know!" he turned back to his laptop and continued searching for things to do. harry was busy scrolling through twitter when he noticed the time. his eyes widened "shit shit shit"

they two lads around him looked with confused looks until liam checked his phone "oh shit it's friday"

"yeah! i got to go" he ran out of the dorm and into the lift. hitting 'G' for ground floor, waiting impatiently as the lift took it's own time. once the doors opened he ran over to his car and pulled away from campus. the drive wasn't too long, it was one of the things he was happy about. the building being closer to campus than his house. he usually took the train, went once a month. it's now up to once every two weeks which makes harry much more calm.

thirty minutes later he pulled up to what looked to be an office building "harry! how've you been?" the lady at the front desk chirped "settling in, how's troy?" the girl held up her left hand, harry gasped "no fucking way, he finally got the balls?" she squealed "yeah! took him long en-" the phone next to her rang "he's in the lobby... yeah! ... i'll send him up"

"that's my queue, i'll see you later laura" harry waved her off and got into the lift, hitting '11' as the doors closed. he waited patiently for the lift to reach the desired floor before stepping out. making a sharp right turn he noticed the other familiar lad sitting at the second front desk "harry!"

"david" he smiled calmly. david quickly told harry he would let her know he was there, making a phone call. so he sat and waited patiently, scrolling through his phone. he noticed four new messages.

li :) : 'get there safe?'
li :) : 'picking up chinese for a late lunch/early dinner. any requests?'

harry let him know he was safe and what he wanted before looking at the other messages.

ireland : 'just thought you wanted to know that liam tripped walking out of our dorm. it was really funny lol'

and finally the last one, which made his breath hitch.

louis : 'reminder for track practice tomorrow night:)'

he hadn't spoken to louis since the other night, maybe said a word to him at track practice the morning after but that was it. it's like the lad vanishes every other day.

it's weird.

"harry" a calming, trust worthy voice spoke. he whipped his head up, eyes meeting the warm brown eyes he has gotten used to over the years. he followed her into the small office room —it didn't have a desk, it was more a family sitting room— and say down in his usual spot. the woman sat opposite to him, pulling out a few writing materials and placing them on the table in between the two.