Skirts and flirts (COMPLETED)

XXVII

The next time Louis saw Harry was four days later on his birthday.

They were spent quiet with Niall and Louis in Harry's house. Poor boy was wrapped around blankets on his couch, not even expecting them, when they showed up in his doorway, a cake on Niall's hands and 'Home Alone' in Louis'. Harry gave them a small smile and mumbled a 'Thank you' and let them in. Throughout the movie Harry would leave a few giggles and a small smile would bloom on his face, when something fun happened, as he would nibble on the frosting of the cake they had brought.

Harry's place was so much different with the curtains closed and books everywhere. Harry's eyes looked bloodshot and dark circles were around them and Louis understood that the boy mustn't have slept in days. His curls looked a tad greasy and Louis felt worried for him.

That wasn't Harry.

When the movie was over, Louis realized that he hadn't even watched a second of it, too busy thinking about Harry's wellbeing.

''Okay, it's late. We should go.'' Niall announced and Harry nodded. After Niall hugged his friend and Louis gave him an one-sided hug, they were out the door.

''Niall?''

''Mhm.'' Niall hummed, as they were walking down the street.

''Why don't you stay at Harry's tonight. He seems like he could use a good night's sleep.'' Louis suggested.

''I don't really know.'' Niall mumbled.

These past few days, even if Niall knew Harry for ages, it felt different. It wasn't that he didn't want to, it's that he didn't know if Harry wanted that anymore. His whole life must have changed over the few days and Niall knew it, Louis knew it and obviously Harry did too. He didn't know how Harry felt about them being around him for a long time, especially a whole night.

''He needs you.'' Louis said and Niall nodded, turning around.

''Goodnight, Louis.''

''Goodnight.'' Louis smiled, continuing his way back to the campus.

*

''Niall?'' Harry asked confused, as he let the boy in.

''Hi, Haz. I thought maybe we could have a sleepover like the old days?'' Niall suggested.

''Um...sure.'' Harry agreed, closing the door, when Niall got in.

*

Louis wouldn't see Harry for another two days, until he saw him entering the gates of the campus, in an oversized hoodie and sweats. Louis almost didn't recognize him 'cause this was definitely not Harry. Where are the colors, the shirts, the flower crowns and the big smile on his face?

Harry somehow managed to disappear in his classes with everyone staring at him and at first, he thought that it was because of the change of his clothes, but soon at lunch he found out it was because of another reason.

*

Harry was staring at his lunch, his eyes filled with tears, overwhelmed by the attention, as Niall sat next to him, trying to ignore everything.

''What's happening?'' Harry whispered, gathering the courage to look at his best friend, who knew. The whispers got louder and louder, as Harry tried to understood why everyone was looking at him.

''I don't know.''

''You know!'' Harry exclaimed, as Louis burst into the room, like he had done all those months ago when Harry first saw him. His eyes searched for someone, until he spotted them and walked straight towards them, knocking them on the floor. Harry jumped of his seat, seeing that Louis had thrown Jonah on the dirty cafeteria floor, hovering over him.

''You liar. Filthy liar!'' he yelled, kicking him in the stomach. Zayn grabbed him from behind, whispering something in his ear and Louis turned to look at Harry, his eyes full of rage. Jonah quickly got on his feet and was ready to throw a punch at Louis, when Zayn put his hand on his chest, staring at him, in a threatening way. Bruises and cuts were evident on Jonah's face and skin and Harry knew it was Zayn's little deed. Louis had told him, when he gave him back his phone. Harry personally thanked Zayn, who just said it was okay and that he was really sorry for not warning him anything or something, but he thought that Jonah liked Harry.

However, something has happened that everyone knew except Harry.

''Wow, Styles, I didn't think you were such a slut.'' a random guy yelled over the dead silent room and Harry turned to look at him and saying that he had never seen that man in his life before.

''What did you say?'' another person said and Harry was pretty sure it was that friend of Louis', Stan, who throw his apple towards the stranger, hitting him at the back of his head.

Slut?

''Harry...we should go.'' Niall mumbled, placing a hand on his shoulder.

''No! What's going on?'' Harry yelled and everyone turned his attention back to him.

''Harry, just leave it alone.'' Louis said.

''No! You were the one, who called that ass face a liar and that guy just called me a slut, while everyone has been looking at me like I've killed their mums all day. I'm tired. Just please, can someone tell me the truth?'' Harry yelled and everyone just stared at him, including Jonah. Zayn cleared his throat.

''Harry, that idiot started spreading a rumor that you slept with that asshole, when he told you that he wanted to dump you, in order to prevent him from doing that.'' he explained and Harry walked towards Jonah slowly, who was kept in position by one of his friends, so he wouldn't attack to Louis. He lifted his hand and slapped him straight in the face, as everyone around the room gasped and a few even filmed.

''You are disgusting. I can't believe I dated you. Disgusting.'' Harry spat the words, before turning around and walking out of the dining room.

Louis turned back looking at Jonah, who was just standing there stunned and then at Niall, who had a small smile of his face. He realized, that he was smiling a tad too.

Fucking proud of his baby.

*

A/N YALL MY LAPTOP BROKE LMAO WTF I COULDNT WRITE LMAO ANYWAYS HAPPY TO BE ALIVE?????