•triangle• l.s [ON HOLD]

four

that picture fucked me up
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music was booming through the huge but crowded house, bodies of sweat grinding on each other, not caring about anything in this world.

just enjoying this moment right now.

but harry was in the kitchen -yes, a typical place to be in- he's lost eleanor already because as soon as they came in she disappeared.

harry was swaying his hips lightly, holding the cup of whatever it was in it. but nonetheless he still drank it up because yolo (I am so lame. sorrynotsorry lol) and after all he was in a party.

"hey there, sexy. looking so good from your head to your feet,"

harry froze because what the hell was happening?

usually harry would just be in the kitchen and dance in the corner alone when he came to parties. but today?

a cute guy with tan skin, golden eyes and a perfectly styled hair was talking to him.

holy shit.

harry turned, slowly looking around making sure that the cute guy was talking to him.

harry laughed, "sure, whatever you say big guy." then added, "you sure do look decent, too. except that cockiness of yours."

"i apologise for behaving like a cocky guy, but can you come over with me to my friends over there?" he chuckled, pointing towards his three friends.

harry giggled, "oh, you're funny."

but I don't even know this guy, harry thought

"uhm, I don't even know you?" harry said, more like questioning him.

"oh, I'm zayn," Zayn said smiling, "zayn malik."

"harry styles." harry nodded, small smiles tugging on the corner of his mouth.

"so can you come over? it was a dare, but don't tell them I told you." zayn laughed as he slightly tugged on harry's arm, silently thanking God because harry was following.

"guys this' harry," zayn introduced him to his friends. "gorgeous isn't he?" zayn smiled, slowly snaking his arm around harry's waist.

all of their attention was on them -harry and zayn- now and harry choked on air because, fuck.

"l-louis?"

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hoped you enjoyed this one.
have a good one today! (: