Forbidden {L.S.}

Sixteen(L)

Liam and Zayn came over to the apartment. Harry was in the bedroom, studying. I let them in and Zayn looked around. "Where's H?"

"He has a test in one of his classes, he's studying." I motioned for them to sit down. "I'm gonna go get him, though. He's locked himself in there since we've gotten home."

"He's torturing himself." Liam motioned for me to go, so I went to the bedroom. Harry was sitting in the bed, the textbook open in front of him while he was staring at the wall.

"Baby?" I asked. Harry looked at me and closed his eyes. "Come on."

"Are you mad?" He asked, getting off the bed. I shook my head and held out my arms for him. "You sure?"

"Baby, you got tired, there's nothing wrong with taking a break. "Come on, let's go take a break. Zayn and Liam are here."

"Why Zayn?" He groaned. "I have a project I haven't had a chance to start yet and I don't want him-"

"We won't talk about school, how's that?"

"It's Zayn!" He said like it was obvious. "He's gonna ask and pester about it either way."

"Harry, I'll get him to lay off it, okay? Just breathe, baby." I hugged him tightly while he took a deep breath. "Just because I'm a teacher doesn't mean I expect you to be the perfect student. I just want what's best for you, which includes stopping when you get overwhelmed, alright?" Harry nodded into my chest and didn't move for a few seconds, so I held him tightly. "I love you."

Harry took a deep breath. "I love you, too." He pulled away and nodded his head. "I'm serious about-"

"I am, too. Come on." I pulled him down the hallway and to the living room.

Zayn had his phone against his ear and looked at us as we walked in. "Chinese..."

"Kung Pow chicken for both," I answered. Harry nodded and looked at Liam, then smiled.

"Hello, how's the homework?" Liam asked as Harry moved to sit down.

"I have to finish a paper, then I have to do an assignment for Zayn's class and everything's due at the end of the week. I haven't even started Zayn's assignment and it's going to drive him up a wall when he finds out."

"What about my assignment?" Zayn asked. Harry looked to me, so I looked to Zayn. "H, I'm giving an extension on it, so if you're worried about it, don't be. Seven kids came up to me today and asked if anything could be done because it's too much on top of what they have. I was announcing it tomorrow."

"See, now you really don't have to worry about it." I sat next to Harry and pulled him close to me. "So relax."

Harry nodded and closed his eyes. "What's going on with you guys?" He asked.

"Nothing much, just been doing the same old. Thought we'd come bug you guys for a while."

"No argument here," I told them. "It's nice to have people come hang out."

"We're always stuck in the apartment," Harry complained. "Having you guys over is better than being stuck with him." Harry nudged me.

Liam sat forward. "Hey, you guys just have this year, right? Then you're leaving us for better things and you guys won't have to hide."

"That's what I keep telling him, he's just impatient." Harry stuck his tongue out at me and shook his head. "You are, too, don't even."

"Maybe just a little," he gave in with a smirk. "But you love me, so you have to deal with it."

Liam chuckled. We all kept talking until the food came. Then we ate and Zayn sat next to Harry. They started talking quietly while they ate, so Liam sat next to me. "Did you tell me he was a junior in college last year?"

"He did, and I had nothing to do with it. But if you would have left me and my "imaginary" boyfriend alone, the lie wouldn't have been there." Liam laughed and I chuckled.

"I'm not pissed, I was just making sure that happened." He looked over at Zayn and Harry. "Zayn used to still rant about you dating a student, even when I told him I was beyond tired of hearing it. Now, I think he's fine with it. I mean, I get that your guys' relationship is illegal as hell, but you're soulmates. Imagine if one of you would have tried pushing it off, then something like your mom dying happened, and you never came back."

"I don't even know what I was thinking. Like he was just in my room and... His parents were fighting all the time and that's how it was for me, I just... I kissed him before I really realized what I did. And I couldn't regret it without him freaking out, but I didn't regret it. I couldn't regret it, not when it still feels the same when I kiss him."

"You, my friend, are seriously in love. I could not blame you for all of that. Some times things that shouldn't work out, do. What can you say about it?" Liam shrugged. "You love him. It's obvious he loves you. He would die to keep anyone from knowing what goes on between you."

I glanced at Harry for a couple of seconds,a wide smile spreading across my face before I looked back to Liam. "I know. We both would. I love him."

"Good. Good." I took another bite of dinner as Liam continued talking.

"Shut the hell up," Harry laughed, making me look at him. He smacked Zayn's arm, who was laughing.

"What's so funny?" Liam asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing, were just laughing," Zayn answered, glancing at Harry who busted up into a fit of giggles again. I stood up and walked over to Harry, grabbing his arms and pulling him up.

"What are you laughing about? Huh?" I questioned, pulling him to my chest and pinning him there while I tickled him. I wouldn't let up enough to let him answer until he was red in the face.

"You're so annoying," he managed between deep breaths. I laughed and shook my head, kissing his head. "But I love you."

"I love you, too," I grinned.