reminiscence - larry

Five

Hi!

Sorry this is a bit of a filler!

The song of this chapter is 'Everybody's Changing' by Keane. Feel free to play it after the '**'

Much love <3

Yet again, Harry finds himself in a sulk as he walks down King Road. Can he not have one single evening to himself without the three of them doing something to annoy him?

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Harry walks up the path to 26, their house, with fury fuelling his stride. His hands shake as he unlocks the door to silence.

"Are you serious?" Harry says walking into the living room to find Liam crouched over scrubbing the carpet.

"Honestly, mate, don't even." Liam sighs.

"Which one was it?" Harry says, grimacing at the state of the carpet. There's ash all over the coffee table and carpet and a brown liquid seeping into it. By the empty bottle on the table, it appears to be rum.

"Well, the ash, Zayn and Louis. Niall spilt the drink. I just put them all to bed about 10 minutes ago."

"For fucks sake. Let me grab some stuff to help." Harry mutters, kicking his shoes off roughly.

"There's not much point. We're gonna have to get it cleaned properly when we leave in a couple of months anyway. I'm pretty sure I'm just making it worse."

"I'm so sorry, Li." Harry sighs as he walks over to the sofa, sitting on it with a huff and a hand running through his hair.

"Why are you saying sorry? He's your boyfriend, not your child." Liam says softly, turning to face Harry.

"Feels like it sometimes."

"Are you sure living with him is going to be a good idea, H?"

The truth is, Harry's been wondering that himself. The only problem is, he loves Louis too much to ever not live with him again. They've spent the last almost 3 years living together and selfishly he's hoping that when they have their own place, Louis won't be as guided by Zayn and Niall.

It's not that Zayn and Niall are inherently bad influences, it's just that when all three of them are together, there's never any moderation and it always causes situations for Harry and Liam to clean up.

"I'm sure it'll be fine." Harry says simply, desperate to cut the conversation short before he admits something he doesn't truly mean.

"How was the meal?"

"It was good, nice to get out and do something with mum and Gem on our own." A yawn escapes Harry's lips and when he opens his eyes, Liam's looking at him with a soft expression.

"Go to bed, mate. I'll finish clearing all this up."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, go on. Let's not ruin your nice evening, okay? Just try and forget it ever happened."

Harry just produces a tightlipped smile. The reality is, he won't forget about it and it's just going to come out in one of the few arguments they've been having recently.

He traipses up the stairs to his and Louis' room, his body feeling 50x heavier than usual due to the immense amount of tiredness weighing down his body and soul. Surprisingly, their room is still relatively tidy, apart from Louis' clothes strewn across the floor.