serendipity ⤑ harry lewis

three

i was now freshly showered by 4pm. i was sat on my chair in the living room after putting on gossip girl. i could practically recite all the lines now, but id much rather watch the same thing over and over than start something new.

my hair was wet, cooling me down as for some reason the flat was boiling. i put on my arctic monkeys t-shirt from the tour back in march. i went with harry, stephen, zoe, ethan, will, mia and cal. we had the best night in vip seats that a brand gifted to us. my leggings were beginning to make me way too warm.

i made my way to the kitchen, using my hand as a fan as i wondered what to make for dinner. i remembered i bought ingredients to make a chicken caesar salad. i saw a recipe online that looked banging and i'd been excited to make it since. i get a notification from the group chat that includes me, harry and cal. it was made out of pure convenience as we are constantly talking.

musketeers
from: cal
i've made a banging pasta lad
you've gotta come have a bit

to: cal
was just about to make my salad :(
and i've got gossip girl on

from: harold x
eve ill just tell you what happens. chuck and blair fall out, she takes him back, they hate each other again, serena gets in trouble and they all make up to get her out of it.
now come

over the course of our friendship, ive made harry watch gossip girl so many times. he never fails to point out the repetitive plot lines.

from: cal
sent a photo
he said please

the photo was of harry sitting with his bowl of pasta, with gavin and stacey playing on the tv.

to: cal
oi! you can't continue it without me
omw

it only took two minutes for me to be banging at the boys door.

i was greeted by a cal, mid chew. "why do you actually look clean? like, you look like you have a home?"

"shut up, you fanny. where's this world class pasta?"

"evie!" harry exclaimed, setting his dish down on the coffee table before hugging me, "you actually have to try it, it's banging"

"someone plate it up then. i'm gonna go rewind the episode you two traitors have just watched without me." i smiled innocently as i strolled over to my spot on the sofa.

harry eventually brought over a bowl full of pasta and a can of diet coke before taking his spot next to me.

"wow! it's princess treatment in this flat, might move in"

"god, please no." cal huffed as he sat on his chair with another bowl of food.

"you'd rather have lux?" i giggle.

"on second thought, i'll have you moved in by tuesday. does anyone know a man with a van?"

we all laugh together at how lux has become the victim out of the four of us.

"have both of you packed for amsterdam?" i say, not moving my eyes from the telly.

i spot them in the corner of my eye give each other a worrying glance.