Will We Click? [A One Direction / Harry Styles fanfiction]

Not What I Hoped For

Before you lot react to the latter part of this chapter, I know there’s no such thing as a double twitcam (or is there??) but I just wanted to pretend that there is for this chapter lol so please play along love you xx

CHAPTER 18

Liam’s POV

“Liaaaam!! Liam! Liam wake up!!” I stirred in my sleep as I felt a pair of hands shaking me awake. I opened my eyes a bit to look at the clock on the bedside table, it was just half past 8 in the morning, and it’s a Sunday, what could possibly be happening that requires me to wake up this early? I’m usually up earlier than the rest of the boys, but today’s different, we’re staying in a hotel, which meant I’m sleeping in a legit bed at the moment. Have you any idea how much I’ve missed the feeling of sleeping in a legit bed?

“What is it?” I groaned, closing my eyes once more, I wasn’t even sure who it was, but I had a feeling it was Harry, though I had my doubts since Harry’s rarely awake before lunch.

“Come on Liam wake up!” Yup, definitely Harry. I sighed in defeat and sat up straight to find Harry sitting on my bed like a little kid. I guess he just woke up given his hair was still in disarray and he was still wearing a white shirt and gray sweats.

“Alright, what is it you need to tell me?” I asked, and he immediately perked up.

“Hanna tweeted me!!!” He said, smiling big, making me do a facepalm.

“Hazza couldn’t that have waited until I woke up? Or you could have told Nialler.” I complained, but I stopped when I saw Harry’s face drop.

“I’m sorry.” He frowned, which I honestly kind of found odd since Harry normally doesn’t act like this. Then I remembered his whole predicament with Louis, and maybe the slight fact that Zayn and Niall weren’t really on his good side at the moment, so I suddenly felt bad, he probably just didn’t have anyone to talk to. I just hope he fixes this soon.

“No, no. I’m sorry, Haz, it’s just I’m still sleepy,” I tried to smile at him, to show him that it was fine. “C’mon why don’t you tell me all about it!” Well, at least that lightened up his mood and a smile was immediately plastered on his face.

“Well I woke up early since I accidentally left my phone beside me last night and it made a sound, you know, how you get notifs on twitter,” he explained, and I nodded at him.

“Well I checked my phone, and it was Hanna reminding her followers about the twitcam later.” Harry continued. Ah, right! Hm, I need to remind myself of that twitcam later. Or I should just probably watch it with Harry.

“and I favorited that tweet using my “Hamy_Styles” account,” he said smirking.

“then two minutes later she tweeted “when parody accounts favorite your tweet and give you a mini heart attack DO U THINK THIS IS SOME SORT OF JOKE!”.” He was laughing a little by this time.

“So I decided to have some fun, so I followed her using Hamy, and then she tweeted this, look!!” He said, shoving his phone at me.

Hanna Davis @hannabanana_

@Hamy_Styles you twat -_-

I’m sorry, but I can’t take it, that honestly made me laugh so hard. I absolutely thought it was adorable that Harry was fanboying over something like that.

“Come here.” I said, burying him in a hug as I continued on laughing. “I don’t think that’s something you fanboy about.” I said chuckling a little.

“Yes it is! I got a tweet, you’re just jealous!” Harry said, sticking his tongue out at me, but nevertheless smiling. Sometimes I forget this boy is turning eighteen in less than a month. I decided to play along, considering it’s been a while since I’ve seen Harry happy like this.