Harry's P.O.V.
"Harry you fucker, get your ass back here!" Zayn yells while running after me trying to grab his comb.
I hold his comb above me head so he can't reach.
"Jump shorty, the only thing taller than me is the ski jump on the top of your head." I laugh as he frowns at me making fun of his unfinished quiff.
I look down at him to see he has a mischeivious look in his eye.
"Wait, wha-" Before I can finish Zayn punches me in the stomach causing me to drop his comb.
I fall to my knees holding my gut, "What the hell, Zayn." I cough out.
"Don't steal my comb, fucker." He says while turning on his heel, and heading back to the bathroom.
I lay on the floor for a couple more minutes, until I see feet in front of my face.
I cover my face and wiggle back a little bit, "I'm sorry, I won't steal your comb again, just don't kick me in the face." I say while sticking my head in my sweater.
I hear a laugh from above me, and take my head out of my sweater to see, Liam standing there with a smirk on his face.
"Steal his comb again?" He asks with humor in his eyes.
"Yeah," I sigh while sitting up.
"You still haven't learned not to take his hair products have you?" He asks with a chuckle while lending me a hand.
"You think I would," I say while dusting my pants off.
"Is Louis going to come over?" Liam asks with furrowed eyebrows.
"Erm, you think that's a good idea?" I ask with hesitance.
"Well, we're having our movie date thing tonight here, and all of us will have our dates." Liam says while rubbing the back of his neck.
"I don't want, Louis to feel awkward hanging around all of us though. He seemed a little uncomfortable today in the classroom when everyone came in, almost like he felt out of place." I say with a sigh.
"Hey, you ok?" Liam asks with concern in his eyes.
"Yeah, I want everyone to like him, and treat him like we all treat each other. I want everyone to forget that he's a teacher, and actually have fun with him." I say while running a hand through my curls.
"Hey, if that's what you want, than that's how we'll treat him. If you don't want us to treat him any different than we treat each other, than we won't treat him any different. He'll become another friend in our group." Liam says while putting a hand on my back and giving me a sincere smile.
"Thanks, Li." I say as I give him a hug.
"Don't get all sappy on me," He says while pushing away from our hug.
"Never, you wanker." I say while lightly punching his shoulder.
We walk down the stairs, and I hear a knock on the door.
"Anyone going to get that?" I yell, even though Liam is standing right next to me, and Zayn's probably still doing his hair.
Liam doesn't make a move to go answer the door, so I sigh.
"No, don't worry Liam. I'll get it." I say sarcastically while walking to the door, and opening it without looking in the peephole.
After opening the door, I look up, and my breath hitches in my throat.
"Louis," I say out of breath while looking at him from head to toe.
"Hi, love. May I come in? A bit nippy out, yeah?" He asks with his signiture smirk.
