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Bonding?

The feeling of Harry's fist flying past Zayn's face makes the older man panic slightly. They've both done hand to hand combat with bad guys but Harry seemed a lot more aggressive than Zayn. If Harry were to hit him, which he hasn't, it would hurt immensely.

Harry's wrist suddenly gets grabbed by the very man he was sparring with. Zayn used Harry's own momentum to flip the man onto the ground. Harry's back hits the ground with a bang, echoing in the training room.

Zayn looks down at his partner, "Work smarter, not harder."

Harry groans and picks himself up. He rubs his hands together and breathes loudly. "How? How do you have time to think when you're getting swung at with a knife?"

"Assess the situation, Harry! Learn something about your component." Zayn turns around, walking toward the bench area. "Like with you. I've learned that you just throw meaningless punches and you have daddy issues."

Harry scowls and runs at Zayn with anger in his eyes. Right before he reaches Zayn, Zayn turns around, grabbing Harry's arm. He yanks the man forward, once again using Harry's momentum. Harry trips, relying on the hand holding his arm. Only for that hand to skillfully flip him in the air before he hits the ground.

"Ow..." Harry grunts.

Zayn sighs and goes to sit on a bench. Harry continues laying on the ground, not feeling like getting up.

"You alright?" Niall asks as he peers at Harry as him and Louis come over from doing their own sparring.

Harry groans, "Your husband sucks."

Niall retorts with a huge grin at his joke, "Yeah he does!" He turns to Louis with his hand up for a high-five. Louis rolls his eyes with a shake of his head. He walks away to sit with Zayn as Niall pouts. "Never mind."

Niall holds his hand out for Harry to grab to help stand up. He pulls up the boy and leads him to the benches.

"Wanna reek some havoc?" Louis asks with a mischievous smirk.

Niall immediately nods, "Absolutely."

Zayn shrugs with a grin, "Why not?"

They all look to Harry. He looks to the ground and mumbles, "I don't think that's a good idea."

Louis scoffs, standing up. "Whatever. We don't need him. He's no fun anyway."

Harry pouts and stand up too. He argues, "I am fun! I'll prove it!"

Harry starts stomping toward the door with the others in tow. Louis has a satisfied smirk as he watches Harry prove his theory of peer pressure.

"You know," Zayn starts as they walk down the sidewalk. "I've always wanted to see what happens behind the scenes of the news."

Louis gives him a side stare before shrugging, "Okay, whatever. I need to let Bebe know I'm not dead anyway."

"Louis!" Bebe exclaims as she tackles the man in a hug. "Where have you been? I thought you were kidnapped and put into a gay trafficking ring!"

Louis pats her shoulder awkwardly and rolls his eyes, "Bebe, calm down. I'm fine."

She pulls back from the suffocating hold she has him in. Her eyes find their way to the three guys standing behind her partner. "Who are these handsome boys?" She wags her eyebrows at him.

Louis scoffs and points to them, "They're my new... friends."

Bebe bursts out laughing, "Ha! You, friends? No, absolutely not!"

Louis rolls his eyes again, "Whatever, I don't like them anyway."

Niall pushes forward and holds out his hand, "Hi I'm Niall! I've seen you on TV!"

Bebe shakes hands with a big cheery smile. "Hi Niall! Nice to meet you!" She pulls back her hand after a whole minute of Niall shaking it aggressively. She clears her throat and waves to Zayn and Harry, "And you two are?"

Zayn waves back with a smile, "Hi! I'm Zayn and this is Harry!"

Bebe nods as she inspects Harry. She glances at Louis, then back to Harry. She asks, "Is he your boyfriend?"

Louis' eyes widen immediately, "What? No!"

She gives Harry and up and down as Niall and Zayn try to keep from bursting of laughter. Bebe argues, "He's just your type. Right? You like the twinkish tall boys, don't you?"

Louis blushes as Harry is completely red with his jaw dropped. Niall and Zayn cackle as they lean against each other to keep from collapsing.

"Bebe!" Louis hisses, "I don't even like him!" He points at Harry, "This giant clumsy loser? Hell no! I'd literally rather be with a girl!"

Harry rolls his eyes with a frown. "You'd be lucky to have me." He retorts.

Bebe nods, "Very lucky."

After a moment, Niall speaks up, "Anyway, so Bebe, would you mind showing me and Zayn around? This is our favorite news station. We watch everyday!"

Bebe giggles, "Of course, I'd love to."

After Zayn and Niall left with Bebe, Harry and Louis were left alone together in the studio. They stood awkwardly for a minute before Harry started poking at a boom stick that was laying on a table.

"Don't touch that." Louis grumbles, arms crossed.

Harry rolls his eyes, "I'm not gonna break it."

Louis watches for a second more as Harry goes to touch the equipment once more. Louis stomps his foot before he kicks at Harry's foot.

"I said stop." Louis tells him.

Harry glares at him but drops his hand anyway. He turns away from the table and peers around the room, intrigued by the different sights.

"So..." Harry starts, not making eye contact. "Are you going to give me a tour?"

"You should've gone with Bebe."

"I don't see why I have to put up with your shit."

As the argument goes on, they get closer to each other.
As the argument goes on, they get louder.
As the argument goes on, reporters start to notice and get interested.

One reporter, that was live and talking about the damage control task force taking over what happened at the Northern Bridge earlier that week, noticed and pointed the pair out.

"And over here we have one of our reporters talking to someone we haven't been introduced to before." The reporter says, gesturing for the cameraman to turn it around. "Louis has a private life," the reporter explains to the live feed, "Could this be his significant other? We'll never know..."

Louis scoffs at Harry and glances to the side. The glance was only a second, but in that second, he noticed the audience of coworkers and the camera.

Louis cuts Harry off from saying anything else, "Shush, we're being recorded."

Harry follows his gaze and blushes fiercely. He nods and mumbles, "Okay. Yeah, how about you take me on that tour now?"

"Good idea."

And together, but at a safe distance, they leave from the sight of the civilians.