Sidemen Shots

Feels So Wrong ~ Harry

For emweraldwarr.

Josh watched, his eyes narrowed, as Harry pulled the sleeves of his hoodie down, until they covered his hands and - surprisingly - created sweater paws.

Now, Harry didn't do pulled down sleeves. Josh had heard it straight from the source that too-long sleeves irritated the younger boy. To deal with them, he either had to let the material bunch up along his arms, having tightened the elastic at his wrists, or pull the sleeves up to his elbows. Mostly he simply rolled up his sleeves because he was no good with a needle and thread and despite others being willing to help, or learn to help, rather, he didnt want to constantly be a bother, since he was buying new hoodies once a month, on average.

Anyone who didn't properly know Harry, might put this down to him being too cold to care about his usual discomfort (it was absolutely freezing outside, currently). Or maybe he'd picked the action up from those around him; Simon, Josh and Tobi did it often enough, Simon especially.

Josh pondered over the matter for a while, up until he caught Harry's eyes drift up and down Ethan's body, then again over JJ's relaxed form.

Ah.

Josh knew what was wrong, he presumed, but he would wait for Harry to come to him first, that way he would only find out the things Harry wanted him to know, instead of anything a raised eyebrow from Josh rewarded him with.

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"Vik! I wanna be on Vik's team." Harry said, blatantly ignoring Simon's indignant gasp from right next to him.

"My, Harry, do you really not want to work with me so bad that you're desperate to move across the room from me?"

Harry shrugged, his bottom lip between his teeth. "Yes," He finally replied, "You're a giant loser. I don't wanna be seen anywhere near you."

Josh waited for several minutes after everyone had descended into boisterous laughter before finally addressing Harry, as well as Tobi, too.

"Yeah, go on, Harry. Tobi's going to join you too, if that's okay." 'Giant' had stuck out as a key word, to Josh.

Harry nodded, already more than half way across the room to where he had just stood with the rest of the group members, the ones now remaining in the same position having previously been without a team, but now they made up their own one.

"Yeah, that's more than fine, mate."

Throughout the shoot, during the arbitrary glances Josh was continuously throwing in Harry's direction, Josh had it mentallly confirmed to himself. During the day, Harry had appeared off; Josh wasn't the only who'd noticed, since it was pretty clear that Harry had been acting much different to usual. However, he didn't doubt that he was one of the only ones to have successfully put all of the pieces together already.

At one point, Josh made accidental eye contact with Tobi, who was on the same team as Harry, sat on the stool next to him. He was too close to observe Harry from a distance, but he was close enough to feel the little twitches, and when Harry would shift in his seat, their arms would brush every time.

When Tobi met Josh's eyes, he raised his eyebrows at him, his head indicating so minutely to the left, where Harry was sat, that the action was impossible to notice unless you were looking right at him. And could take it for what it was: A subtle, 'so you've noticed it too?' regarding Harry.