Butterflies (l.s)

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"Harry...! HAZZ!"

"What the- yeah, Lou? Also did you have to yell? Felt like you were right next to me and as pleasant as that is I need my ears for my music, thanks-"

"You're so hot..."

"What? What was that?! Didn't hear you over all that noise-"

"I SAID YOU'RE FUCKING HOT! LIKE HOLY SHIT. YOU'RE SO- I'M SORRY, I'M AT A CLUB RIGHT NOW! LIAM SAID I HAD TO COME TO PROVE I'VE FORGIVEN HIM, THOUGHT IT WOULD HELP! THING IS I STILL FEEL LIKE SHIT BUT THE ALCOHOL MAKES ME FEEL LIKE I'M A GOD AND SIMPLY CANNOT DO NO WRONG SO I GUESS IT'S NOT ALL BAD!"

"You think I'm hot, sunshine?"

"Course I do, princess. Don't ask such silly questions. The question is who the fuck wouldn't? LIAM YOU THINK HARRY IS HOT, RIGHT?! NEVERMIND DONT ANSWER THAT I'D PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE FOR EITHER ANSWER!"

"Louis be nice to your bestie."

"NOOOOOOO he can't even look at you you're mine mine you're all mine. Aren't you, love? You're so perfect and it's so amazing and I just want to be with you all the fucking time and- and... and you're going to leave. Aren't you?"

"...what?"

"You're going to leave me. And it's fine. You'd be better off, honestly. Fuck I wish I could just take you home and claim you but that would be so selfish... There's so many prettier fish in the sea for a pretty star like you, Hazz."

"What if I only like one specific fish? With pretty blue eyes and dark hair and a really gorgeous smile?"

"DID YOU JUST CHOOSE CHRIS EVANS OVER ME?!"

"WHAT?!"

"YOU SAID BLUE EYES AND DARK HAIR AND SMILE IT'S CHRIS EVANS! HE'S TOTALLY WAY MORE IN YOUR LEAGUE, HE PROBABLY EATS WELL SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO FEED HIM AND TAKES CARE OF HIMSELF AND IS HAPPY ALL THE TIME AND HE'S CAPTAIN AMERICA FOR FUCK'S SAKE I BET HE HAS THE BEST STAMINA IN BED AND THOSE MUSCLES TOO GODDAMN-"

"I am so confused."

"FUCK YOU YOU CHOSE CHRIS OVER ME AND I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU FOR THIS! EVER!"

Harry couldn't help but laugh. He thought Louis was adorable, honestly, especially with his frustration that was sounding more and more like jealousy. It was nice to know he wasn't the only one simping although Louis would surely deny everything when he was sober.

"Fuck Chris Evans. I'd kiss you if I were there right now."

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'VE DONE THI- r... really?"

"Yes, babe, really."

"Don't you laugh at me!"

"Sorry, you're just... So cute."

"Asshole."

"I love you too, sunshine."

"Well... I love you more," Louis barely whispered. Harry nibbled at his lip at Louis' slurred words, his heart jumping in his chest. Before he could say anything else, the line was disconnected after a swift swear word from the other end and Harry laughed quietly, finding himself longing to hear Louis say those words again.

"Liam fuck you for fucking bringing me here I hate your guts but more importantly I hate mine I'm never speaking to Harry ever ever again after this-"

"Woah, woah, woah, what the heck happened?"

"I'm drunk is what, you goddamn himbo- take me home- fuck fuck fuck I wanna die so bad right now-"

"Don't make a joke like that. Seriously, mate."

"Who. The fuck. Is joking?! I just told Harry I fucking love him, you ass! Over the fucking goddamn phone are you fucking kidding me right now take me home you stupid brainless ass-faced tit or I swear to Go-"

"You did wha- oh. Oh. Err... Shit, dude. Yeah maybe I let you have a bit too many."

"The moment I'm out of my alcohol coma I will end your entire lineage so while I still am unable to punch you in your punchable face I suggest you move to New Guinea. But first, deliver me to my lodgings. Bitch."

I. Needs. Sleeps.