Some things change. | l.s.

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When Louis told him about his date with Harry and that they kissed Niall didn't exactly made leaps of joy at first, but since he saw how happy it seemed to make Louis he wasn't entirely aversed of the thought of them being together or whatever that was between them and what made him entirely shut up and accepted him was after one specific situation the Friday before Louis' and Harry's date.

He had an easy life right now at work when his newest team members didn't need support anymore and were able to do their tasks on their own, so he could entirely concentrate on his own To-Do's which were manageable at the moment, so he allowed himself to take it easy and spent a long coffee break with Naomi who wasn't busy either.

Once they parted ways in front of the kitchen Niall just wanted to quickly use the toilet before going back to work, but stopped in the doorway when he heard a voice in one of the stalls. Harry's voice. He didn't want to eavesdrop, but he couldn't help himself.

"-I'm sorry, but I can't come home." He heard him say and frowned. What did that mean?

He held the door open as he looked behind himself to see if anyone was coming, but the coast was clear.

"Because I have something important to do tomorrow and I won't cancel that." Harry muttered.

Niall shifted his weight curiously when he guessed Harry was talking about the date and he wasn't sure if he liked it or not.

"Mum, please. Don't be sad." Harry sighed. Niall breathed out relieved that he was talking to his mother and not a secret partner or whoever. "I'll come visit next week, okay? But I have a date and it's really important to me..." Silence. "...I told you about Louis, right? The one I messed up with?...Yes, exactly...Yes, he gave me another chance and I'm not gonna fuck up again. Sorry...Yes, I know...Thanks, mum. I just hope everything will go right...Yeah, I do. I really love him, he's making me crazy..."

Niall smiled to himself before he even realised and he lay his head back and looked up at the ceiling silently thanking whatever was up there that Harry was serious with everything and that Louis got the chance to receive happiness.

He quietly slipped into the restroom and leaned against the door. He heard how Harry hung up the phone and came out of the stall, jumping when he noticed Niall.

"For fuck's sake!" He cursed.

"I listened to your call." Niall said unfazed and Harry raised his eyebrows to hide his embarrassment when he remembered what he said, but he couldn't keep his cheeks from heating up.

"That's not a nice thing to do." He said as he stepped in front of the sink and leaned against it, but Niall just shrugged.

"You really mean it, huh?" He asked.

"Yes." Harry said immediately. "It's important to me. He is."

"Okay." Niall nodded. "I hope everything works out between you two. And...I hope you won't fuck up again, but I believe you and I hope you make him as happy as he deserves to be."

"I will do my best." Harry said determined.

"And I'm not giving you a hard time anymore." Niall added with a faint smile.

"It's not like I didn't deserve it." Harry chuckled hesitantly.

"I know, but if Louis can somehow even get along with Zayn then I'm sure I can try to be nicer to you. You're not an entire asshole." Niall shrugged.

"Thanks." Harry smiled.

Niall merely nodded at him before he turned around and left the restroom to march straight to Louis' office where he told him everything to which Louis' nervosity for the date the next day increased even more.