+ chapter two +
"Heads up!"
Harry groaned and winced when a pillow collided with his face. He threw it across the room and shot daggers at his Irish friend.
Niall fell onto the floor laughing. The boy would laugh at every single thing it was no surprise he was laughing now.
Harry rolled his eyes. "What gives, Niall?"
It took a moment for the blonde lad to get over his laughter. "I've been trying to wake you. It's the last concert management wants there practicing early."
Harry groaned loudly and flopped back into bed. "Management wants this, management wants that. We need a break."
Niall shrugged. "C'mon it's the last concert for the tour. Get this done and we'll have them of our arses for at least a couple of months." He grinned.
Harry will never understand how Niall could always be so cheerful.
"I'll be out soon." He grumbled.
Niall nodded. "We'll be in the kitchen waiting."
Harry heard the door close and he sighed. Reluctantly he stood up and quickly did his morning routine, after he searched for his clothes. He settled on a white t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and his golden boots. He loved his golden boots more than anything.
He sat on his bed for a while and stared into the distance. Something he did often. He looked down to his arms and ran a finger through the fading, nearly invisible scars. He was glad they had mostly gone away, he was also glad none of the fans had ever seen them. No one even knew what had really happened that night. Only him and the boys. And Louis knew more than the others.
He cringed at the memory but shook it off. He stood up and walked out of his room. He turned the corner and wasn't aware of someone else skating past him. He collided with whoever it had been and they both fell to the floor.
"Oops.."
Harry almost stopped breathing. Just that very word brought back so many memories. Nervously, he looked towards who he had collided into. Green met blue and neither dared to move.
"Hi.." Harry said nervously.
That seemed to bring them out of whatever trance they were in. Louis jumped to his feet and started apologizing.
"I, um, I-I'm really sorry. It was an accident I didn't see where I was going I-"
"It's alright.. Louis.." He bit his lip and stood up as well. He bent down and picked up the skateboard and handed it to him.
Quietly, Louis took it and looked away once again. He was about to say something when Liam appeared in the hallway.
"Louis, what did I tell you about skating inside!" He said frustrated.
Louis' shy demeanor faded away and was replaced with a sassy attitude.
"Oh c'mon, Li. It's not like you're not my mum or anything." He replied.
"I can call Jay if you want."
"You wouldn't."
"Oh but I would." He smirked getting his phone out.
"That's not fair. I'm older than you anyways."
"Yeah well you're not proving it. I think everyone here agrees I'm the most mature."
"You wore a banana suit! And a caterpillar suit too! How are you the most mature!"
"Well you see-"
Harry rolled his eyes, thinking he had heard enough of their banter. He walked into the kitchen where Niall and Zayn were still eating. He smiled at the thought of food. He was starving.
"Hey boys." He said surprisingly cheerfully.
Niall eyed him curiously. "Why are you in such a good mood you were in such a shitty mood just a while ago." He laughed.
Harry shrugged. He actually didn't know why.
He looked towards the plate of waffles and laughed. "Waffles?" He questioned.
Niall gave him a look. "What's wrong with waffles? Waffles are great."
Harry didn't respond but just served himself just enough. He sat across from the boys and began eating as he listened to their conversations. His eyes widened as he tasted the food.
"This is so good. It's just waffles why is it so good." Harry said.
The two boys laughed.
"Who made them?" He asked.
"I did." Louis said as he and Liam walked back into the kitchen.
Harry rose his eyebrow. He took a risk. "Since when can you cook without burning the whole house down?" He asked.
Louis turned to face him. He didn't expect him to answer, but he played along.
"Surprising, isn't it?" He crossed his arms.
"Very." Responded Harry.
The three other boys just looked at each other confused.
"We better get going." Liam interrupted.
Louis and Harry were still looking at each other and broke the stare when Liam spoke up.
"Sure," Louis spoke looking towards Harry again. "Come on boys." He said strutting out of the room.
Liam sighed and let his head fall into his hands. "That boy is impossible." He groaned in frustration.
"I heard that!" He heard Louis call.
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"One direction!"
"Harry marry me!!!"
"Niall fuck me!"
"Boys over here!"
"Liam, Zayn!"
When they had arrived at the stadium they were mobbed by paparazzi and screaming girls. They stopped for a few pictures, signed a few things, but they had to rush inside.
Once they were inside the screaming seemed to fade away a bit. Harry smiled at the thought of all those people outside were there just for them. If he could he would go out there and meet with each and everyone of them. It was more of flattery he felt when he thought of their fans. He was nothing special he didn't know what any of their fans saw in him. He was just a little boy with a dream when all of this happened.
The rest of the boys were already up admiring the stage and setting up. Harry ran up to where they were and grabbed a microphone.
'Okay, let's do this then." He smiled. He was unaware the fond smile he was receiving from the blue eyed boy.
+ a/n +
hiii again. hope you enjoyed that update ((:
i was listening to Something Great while larry interacted ouch haven't heard that song in a while.
so many blanks you all must be confused haha sorry !
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