Baby, look what you've done to me || L.S AU

XVII.

Harry is rudely waken by Alfred his voice not welcoming to his throbbing head. He didn't get much sleep last night after Perrie left he sat waiting for her to call which she never did and even when he tried he didn't get an answer either. He didn't remember falling asleep on the couch or even how he is in pajamas he thinks maybe it was Alfred, it has to be. He shifts rubbing his eyes sitting up from the couch to look at Alfred.
"Sorry sir but there is a Mr. Healy at the door he said its urgent" Harry hears then snaps and his eyes widened. He stands from the couch almost falling back because of the sudden rush to his head. Alfred steadies him before he rubs his temples to calm the pain.

"What is he doing here?" Harry more says to himself.
"Shall I allow him in?" Alfred asks Harry but walks off nonetheless not waiting for him to reply. Harry sits back on the couch catching his face in his hands. Alfred enters the room again clearing his throat as Harry looks up to come in contact with Matty who stands behind Alfred.

"Leave us" He tells Alfred who nods and walks off leaving both of them in the living room alone.
"What are you doing here Matty?" Matty quietly shuffles and takes a seat on the love seat sofa opposite the one Harry was sitting on.
"What did I do?" Harry cocks one of his eyebrows looking at him. What did he do? Is he serious?

"You shouldn't be here" Harry says instead and watch him play with his fingers on his thighs. Whether Harry wanted to admit it right now or now he couldn't help but think how great Matty looked. His long black curly hair he remembered running his hands through them all the time teasing Matty about how it made his ears look quirky. He's only in a plain black skinny jeans and plaid shirt and he looks so hot.

"You didn't tell me you had a boyfriend" Much forward with his blunt less Matty doesn't stop talking.
"I saved my number like that as a joke if I had known it would cause this much trouble I wouldn't have done it"
"He knows about us Matty" Harry surprises himself by saying. He wants to take back what he said because Matty's face falls. There was no us there was only Harry. 
"Maybe I can talk to him? Clear the air"
"I don't think that's a good idea"
"Why not?"
"Matty just stop"
"I'm just trying to help my friend"

"We are not friends" Harry spits standing from the sofa. Matty slides further into the chair watching as Harry's nostrils flare, his fists clenching. He wasn't sure why he was getting this upset but he didn't want to make it worse.

"I think you should leave" Harry folds his hands not looking at the direction Matty was sitting. He just simply nods and walks pass Harry. He contemplates whether to say something else to Harry or not but chooses the latter fearing Harry would lose his temper more. He quietly exits leaving Harry standing yet again all alone.

...

"I'm fine Z get off me!" Louis who was waken up by Zayn toppling on him in the bed playfully hits his younger brother trying to shove him off of him. Zayn gives up and rolls to his side next to Louis. His smile fades remembering last night Zayn immediately catching his change in emotion. He nudges him on the arm trying to lighten the mood.
"Do you want breakfast?" Zayn knows not to mention his incident nor does he want to mention Harry as it would further make him feel crappy. He fakes a smile and nods getting up from bed to shower. Zayn exits stopping at the door when Louis calls for him.

"Did he come here last night?" Zayn smiles dropping his shoulders not bothering to answer his question.
"Be down in five minutes we'll talk" Louis nods picking up his jeans from the chair next to him and going into the bathroom.

It doesn't take him long to get dressed and to head downstairs where Perrie and Zayn was eating in the kitchen. She sets a plate out for Louis and pours him a cup of tea. He smiles at her taking in the delicious scent of all the various food on the table Perrie had prepared. They all eat in silence, Zayn is interrupted by a phone call and he exits the room leaving Perrie and Louis. Louis clears his throat after taking the last sip of his tea. Perrie looks up from her nook and takes off her black framed glasses.