girl almighty • larry stylinson

five

"You remember our Paul, right?" Niall speaks out, scrolling through his phone.

Harry nods, fingers subconsciously tracing Louis' knuckles, "Of course. What about him?"

"Well, his wife was obviously pregnant nine months ago, and yesterday she gave birth to a baby girl." Niall shows Harry his phone. The screen contains a baby girl, a picture of Paul's baby from his Instagram. 

"Cute." Harry grins, grabbing Niall's phone and leaning back so he could also show Louis. "What's her name?"

"Annie." Niall smiles, "She looks more like her mother."

"Definitely." Louis laughs, letting Harry hand Niall back his phone.

"She's adorable." Harry gushes.

"I don't understand your obssession with babies." Louis wonders out loud, removing his arm from around Harry's shoulders to cross his arms, "They're perfect and all, little bundles of joy, but with you..."

"I don't know, actually." Harry smiles, "They're adorable, so innocent and helpless, or maybe it's because of that dream I want to happen someday."

"What dream?" Louis asks, keeping their hands threaded tightly, "Isn't this it? Being a dork onstage and at the same time being loved by most of the world's population?"

"Well, after that dream, I'd want to get a stable job after One Direction, get a partner and have some kids. I'd want to end my life like that." Harry daydreams with a small smile, "And my baby should have my curls and my eyes."

"Isn't that a bit unfair for Louis?" Niall asks, mouth full of granola bar.

Louis frowns, raising an accusing eyebrow, "Why me?"

"Duh." He gestures to Harry, "Partner."

"Hey, listen, Ni." Harry cuts through them, "If ever Louis proposes to El, I'd be behind the camera filming everything and he'll be doing the same for me with my boyfriend while you, Zayn and Liam watch behind our back and silently judging us for being supportive."

Louis scrunches his face up, "Too supportive perhaps?"

"You both are clueless, my god." Niall groans, "I'm gonna laugh at you both so hard when you two get together."

"If we ever get together." Harry pats Louis' knee. Louis winks at him in return. 

"When."

"If."

"It's two against one so I suggest you don't argue with them, Niall." Liam comes back from the room pocketing his phone.

"It's two against two now because you're with me, oh- and Zayn, too!" Niall grins mischievously, "And please, Liam. Even if it's me against them, they'll definitely realize that they're meant for each other."

"Oh come on, you guys." Louis laughs, "Harry and I are ..."

"Friends with benefits." Harry giggles, and Louis smacks him.

Louis declares, "I refuse to use that label, but Harry and I are more like best friends."

"With benefits."

"Shut the fuck up."

"Alright, let's stop this banter. You guys aren't even paying attention to your football!" Liam settles on a beanbag.

"Niall's fault." Louis points out.

"Yeah." Harry chuckles, "I suggest you don't argue with us. We know what we're doing."

"Oh." Niall scoffs playfully, "Really? You're fully aware that Louis' cheating on his loyal, lovely girlfriend with you?"

"I am." Harry deadpans, "But what she doesn't know, doesn't hurt her."

"We're back to this, now?" Louis sighs out loud, "That's a really sensitive topic."

"It shouldn't be as sensitive if it's not true." Niall shrugs.

"Hey, fuck you, you know that?" Louis shoots back.

"You guys stop, jesus." Liam rolls his eyes, "Where's Zayn, anyway? Nevermind-- you guys stop, alright? Had enough of your bullshit lately; it's not even funny."

Louis and Niall roll their eyes against each other, Harry shakes his head and gets up to get some water.

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if cheating is a sensitive topic for you, i advise you to leave this story immediately... which is quite too late because you're already in the fifth chapo. :)