The second week was flying by very fast and soon it was already Thursday, which meant that the weekend was very close again. Harry hated the last one, since all he did was stay at home and go to the canteen, so he was seriously thinking about going back to his grandma the next day. The previous Saturday Zayn had been hangover for the whole day because apparently, they didn't really mean to just grab a few beers. He hadn't talked to Harry for the whole day, if not to beg him to 'not expose him to the fucking light of the day'. So, harry laid in the dark, with the laptop on his legs, pretending to study. Sunday hadn't been much different, if not for the fact that Zayn left and came back only on Monday afternoon.
When Harry went back to his room that afternoon, Liam was chilling on Zayn's bed, waiting for him.
-Zayn's in the toilet- Liam explained as soon as Harry entered the room, seeing the confused stare on the boy's face. In that days Harry had learned that Zayn cared almost maniacally about his appearance, especially regarding his hair.
-We have a double date tonight- Liam explained even though the boy hadn't said a word.
-Wow, that's cool- Harry said, but he actually didn't care much. He was still thinking about going back home the next day, where he could be able to hang out with friends and have fun.
-Yeah, my girlfriend finally found someone for our lad. Or at least she thinks so- Liam said in a laugh. Harry didn't want to be mean, and he tried to smile back at the boy, but that day he was so disconnected from reality that he couldn't really find something to say.
-Are you ok kid? - Liam asked. In that moment Zayn came out of the toilet and smiled at Harry. He had been nicer in the last week, but Harry thought it was just out of pity since he was so alone.
-Yeah, just a little homesick, I guess- Harry answered and partly, it was true.
-We've all been there mate- Zayn said, patting his shoulder.
-You're young and you've been here for what? Ten days? - Harry nodded. -How you feel is completely ok, but you know what would shake you out of it? -. Harry's face puzzled as he looked at Liam. -A night out and some good beer! - he cheered loudly, hoping to see some happiness on Harry's face as well.
-But you said you have a double date... - Harry questioned. No way he was going on a double date just to be the fifth or, even worse, no way he would go on a date with someone for him as well.
-Well, I mean tomorrow. We can't really drink tonight, there are lessons tomorrow- Liam pointed out.
-The kid can't drink you idiot! - Zayn told him.
-Shut up Zayn, I can clearly remember your first hangover at my house and as far as I know you were fifteen-. He said and Zayn just flipped him off. -How old are you, Harry? -
-Sixteen-
-Well, I'm not asking you to get drunk. Just to grab a beer or two with a few friends. What do you think? -. Harry desperately wanted to say no and just go back home, but he realized nothing would change there if he declined the invitation of the only person who was actually inviting him. He needed to get out of his comfort zone first, if he wanted to create some comfort there as well.
-Okay, I think I could do this- he said with a shy smile.
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BLUSHING//L.S.
Fanfiction-Look at the mess you are Harry, with those pink stained cheeks and glassy eyes, begging for more...- This is a ff I'm originally writing on ao3, but I decided to bring it here as well. Hope you enjoy it! TW: smut, violence, homophobic language.
