Some things change. | l.s.

18

"Liam!" Harry yelled from his room urgently.

"What?" Liam called back, scurrying off his bed where he was cosily laying until a second ago.

"I need your help!" Harry shouted panicked.

Liam sighed deeply, but trudged out of his room, through the hallway- passing Zayn's room whose door was open widely and he saw him sitting on the floor rolling cigarettes while an episode of pokemon was running on the tv- and into Harry's room.

"What the fuck?" He asked and wondered if it was too late searching for new friends when Harry was standing in front of his bed wearing his bathrobe and a towel on his head staring at the pile of clothes in front of him with a frown.

"I don't know what to wear." He grumbled and looked at Liam pleadingly.

"Just wear anything, I don't know why you're stressing so much." Liam huffed.

"Because I need to look good! No, not good. Amazing! Breathtaking!" Harry gasped.

"And why is that?" Liam quirked an unfazed eyebrow.

"Because!" Harry exclaimed.

"Tell me a reason or I'm not gonna help you." Liam challenged and Harry groaned deeply.

"Because there's someone-"

"Louis." Liam piped in.

"No!" Harry contradicted immediately with a grimace. "-and I need to show them that I am a better choice than anyone else who's possibly there."

"Louis." Liam repeated.

"Liam!" Harry complained and shot him a warning look before he continued. "And I don't know how many chances I get to show myself off before it's too late and they might find someone else."

"Louis." Liam grinned now.

"Can you stop it already? I don't want anything from..." Harry stopped and glanced at the door, his gaze turned cautious. "...Louis." He hissed quietly when he turned back.

"I stop when you finally admit it." Liam said and crossed his arms expectantly. "I won't tell Zayn, don't worry." He added with a gentle voice.

"For fuck's sake!" Harry groaned and stomped to the door throwing it shut harshly. "Okay, fine. I might have a silly crush on Louis and maybe I want to impress him a tiny bit because I feel like something shifted the last two weeks, okay?" He admitted annoyed, feeling a weight lifting off his chest actually saying it out loud and telling someone.

"Mate, that's not a tiny crush." Liam chuckled. "You're in love."

"Whatever." Harry said with an eye roll, not denying it because the possibility was there. He wasn't entirely sure how strong his feelings for Louis were, but it was safe to say that he was far past a crush. "Will you help me now?"

"Sure." Liam shrugged with a satisfied grin that only grew wider when Harry grumbled a 'I'm gonna punch that stupid grin out of your face, just wait'.

Just when they were done and Harry was dressed in black fabric pants and a light pink silky button down that was tucked into the pants the door opened and Zayn stepped inside.

"When do we have to leave again?" He asked. "Woah, H. Nice blouse." He said impressed.

"Thanks." Harry grinned and flattened the shirt.

"In half an hour. You don't look like you're even close to being ready." Liam said with raised eyebrows.

"It's not like there's a dresscode or anything." Zayn said with an eye roll.