summary: harry's in a bad mood, getting pissed off at everything. louis the only one who can calm him down.
(quick side note: can you guys let me know if you still want liam in the fics i write 🫶)
it feels wrong not putting him in it but it also feels wrong putting him in it
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harry's pov
"and then we can be like WE LOVE KFC" niall yelled
i felt like my ear drums were bleeding
louis, zayn and liam all got a fucking kick out of it though
haha. was i supposed to laugh.
NOTHINGS FUCKING FUNNY.
woah. sorry.
i've had quite the rough morning.
ok harry what are you doing fucking talking to yourself get a life.
i shook my head and tried to get back in the moment. but i'm just so pissed off right now.
i barely got any sleep then was dragged into the studio for what?
for this bullshit.
stupid jokes and recording one song. i'm so tired and i want to go home.
niall and liam are on the couch across from me, while louis and zayn are sat on the same one i am
except they're all bunched together and im on the polar opposite side, as far away as i can get from all them.
i sigh out, both my knees are bobbing up and down now. i can't seem to stop it.
fuck now my eyes are watering. ok harry chill.
i look up at the bright lights on the ceiling and try to blink away the tears.
for a split second i worried the other boys would notice but then i realized they were totally zoned in on their own conversation and couldn't care less about me.
i'm practically shaking im just so mad and overwhelmed right now. i don't even know why either and that's what makes it 10x worse.
a finger pokes at my shoulder and i jump. the touch burns. i flinch away from it.
then i look up and meet blue concerned eyes.
louis.
i could never be mad at louis.
the tension i feel in my body is still very present but a little slips away at the sight of him in front of me.
3rd person pov
"h? are you alright love" louis whispers, not wanting to cause attention to them
harry felt like sobbing
he couldn't piece together why (other than exhaustion) his emotions were all over the place.
he tries to speak but feels his throat tighten, and tears threaten to make an appearance so he ends up shutting his mouth and standing up.
he knew louis would follow him.
"give us a minute lads" louis tells the other boys. they were too involved in their conversation about lunch to even respond anyway.
harry leads louis outside the doors and walks around to the side of the building where only an empty parking lot surrounded them
he leans his back against the wall of the building and takes a deep breath
louis waits patiently for him to speak. he could practically feel how tense harry was just by standing within 5 feet of him
he fought the urge to wrap him up in a hug and never let him go, but knew that's not what harry needs right now
"i don't know why im just so mad right now lou" and once he admitted it, it was like his demeanor had totally shifted
harry bit his bottom lip and shifted his gaze to the concrete
and all louis saw was an exhausted boy who just wanted to be held
"oh hazza. cmere love"
louis reached his arm out and harry simply fell into them, he didn't even bother to reciprocate the hug
louis fully engulfed harry in his arms, rubbing small circles on his back as he attempted to soothe him
harry couldn't fight back the tears at this point
sob after sob shook him as he let himself fall apart in louis arms
"m just so tired" he cried
louis heart broke for harry. he was usually good at paying attention but they'd been so busy the past couple days he'd forgotten to make sure harry was doing alright.
"i'm so sorry your feeling like this haz. don't cry angel."
"m sorry" harry sniffed. he knew he was a mess right now. his face was all splotchy and irritated. his nose was running everywhere. but he couldn't find it in himself to care.
"don't apologize either love." louis kissed the top of harry's head
"we're done in the studio anyways so do you want to head home. we can watch a movie? you can sleep?"
"yes please." harry sighed in relief. louis always knew how to make him feel better.
he tilted his head up to louis awaiting lips.
"i love you" louis smiled
"i love you more" and for the first time that day a little smile appeared on harry's face
he was feeling so much lighter on his feet and less anxious than before
harry stayed outside and took more deep breaths while louis told the other boys they were going home
in the car they sat in comfortable silence, and once they were home they made their way straight to the bedroom.
both of them changed into sweats and harry was immediately under the covers
louis joined him a minute later and harry instantly tucked himself up to his side
he slid his arm across louis stomach and put his head on his chest
"alright haz what movie?"
no response
"haz? love"
louis look beside him and noticed harry's breathes were even and peaceful
he chuckled and ran his fingers through his hair
"sleep well angel." louis said softly, as he placed a kiss on his head
5 hours later harry was feeling so much better and they were both happy.
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how did u guys feel about me doing the 1st person pov?? i can't tell if i like it
