Skirts and flirts (COMPLETED)

XXVI

A/N anygays, somehow I got the deleted chapter back, so enjoy.

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When Harry Styles woke up on Louis' bed after the older boy had made him eat pizza, until he'd felt like he would throw up and then Louis forced him on his bed, until he fell asleep.

When he woke up, he saw his blonde friend standing in front of Louis' window and he wanted to simply die.

''Niall?'' he croaked out, rubbing his eyes, as he sat up on the bed.

''Oh, Hazza. How are you, baby?'' he asked, moving closer to Harry, as he opened his arms and Harry buried himself in them, feeling embraced in a warm hug.

''I love you, Ni. I should have trusted you when-''

''I love you too, Haz. And I am so proud of you for handling things the way you did. You are so strong.'' Niall cut him off, rubbing his back, as Harry was crying in his arms.

Him and Niall knew each other since forever.

Niall knew how hard it was for Harry to be treated like that. How hard it was to deal with the stares, the attempts, the cat calling and he was always scared to deal with them. He just took everything in and tried to ignore them, as Niall tried to help, but still, he could not always be there. And seeing harry defending himself for once, even though it was incredibly sad, it was also kind of nice, knowing that Harry was finally standing up for himself. He was proud of the boy, so, so proud and he couldn't help but show it and tell him that he is proud of him.

''I should have listened to you-''

''Just because I don't like someone, it doesn't mean you cannot date them. Jonah turned out to be shit but not everyone is. It was just a shitty guy. It doesn't mean everyone else sucks.'' Niall said, with Harry pulling away sniffling.

''So Louis told you, huh?'' Harry mumbled.

''Listen, Harry. You wanted to keep this a secret from me and Louis was the one in the right state of mind to call me and take care of you. You shouldn't be mad at him. He did his job, as the good friend he is to you.''

''We're not even friends. He just helped.'' Harry mumbled.

''Yeah, sure. Just give me a hug, my little Hazza.'' Niall said, giving him another hug, Harry melting in his arms.

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''I believe this is Harry's phone.'' Zayn mumbled, standing behind Louis, who was smoking in the balcony, nervous puffs, his whole body shaking from the chilly weather, but he did not mind. He turned around to look at the man standing in front of him, with bleeding knuckles and Harry's phone with the familiar, smiley face sticker on the blue phone case in his hands.

''Your hand looks like shit.'' he commented.

''Wait until you see Jonah's face.'' Zayn jokes a bit, handing Louis Harry's phone.

''That well, huh?'' Louis said, giving him a cig and offered to light it up for him.

''Meh. He was starting to get in my nerves, anyways.'' he said and Louis snorted a laugh.

''You know, you aren't that bad. Insanely annoying, messy and loud, but not that bad.'' Zayn said after a while and Louis let out a small chuckle.

''Thank you. Shame I can not say the same about you.'' Louis joked back.

''In a month tops you will be head over heels for me.'' he said, going back inside and Louis smiled a bit. Maybe he could actually look at Zayn without the urge to puke in his mouth from now on.

''Hey, Lou. We're gonna go.'' Harry said in a low voice, Niall's hand in his.

''Oh yeah, yeah. Call me, yeah?'' Louis said, putting his cig out and Harry smiled, letting go of Niall's hand, walking towards the older boy and wrapped his arms around him tightly. Louis replied to that gesture with his arms, placed around the boy.

''Thank you for everything. Means a lot I could talk to someone.'' he whispered.

''No problem. I'm glad you're safe.''

Louis supposed he would see him next day at the cafeteria or around the uni.

He didn't.