Gap / Harry Styles RW

Thirty Six

Another Lonely Night- Adam Lambert

Harry's Pov

"Harry,"a familiar Irish accent wakes me from my sleep.

I sigh, opening one eye, finding Niall about 2 inches from my face, staring at me with piercing blue eyes.

What the hell was he doing in my apartment?

"Seriously?" I mutter, pushing his forehead away gently with my hand.

"Harrryyyyyy!!!" Niall pesters, beginning to shake me.

Man he can be annoying.

"What?" I grumble, sitting up in bed.

I look at him expectantly.

"Hi," he grins cheekily.

"Fucking hell Niall," I grumble, snuggling back into my blankets.

"You asked for it child,"He continues to speak but I block him out, pulling a pillow over my face. Sometimes I actually forget that I am younger than this idiot.

All of a sudden, my blankets are pulled from around my body, and I'm left lying on the sheets with nothing but my boxers.

"Come on Hazza," he pleads.

"What do you want?" I mutter, sitting up in bed.

"To hang out," he says simply. "By the looks of things you were out with Kendall yesterday, and the day before that, now what's that all about?"

I sigh, running my hands through my messy bed hair.

"It's complicated,"

He raises his eyebrows, shooting me a look. "And what about Katherine, she was a good sort eh?"

"That's also complicated," I groan, trying to cuddle back into my pillow and the warmth of my bed.

I didn't want to think about anything right now.

"C'monnn Harry," Niall wraps his arms around me. "We need lads time," he pouts.

"Ugh,' I mutter, managing to hoist myself from my bed. "Whatever,"

Niall cheers, and I trudge behind him out into the living room of my apartment.

How did he even have a key for this place?

My eyes venture straight to my couch, where.. what the... Liam and Louis were sitting with the console remotes in their hands, playing Fifa. I'm not even surprised....

"Harrryyy!" Liam cheers, pausing the game he was playing with Louis and nudging him in the arm with his elbow.

"Hey man," Louis smiles. "What's up?"

"Wha... what are you all doing here?" I exclaim, surprised, rubbing my eyes.

"We haven't had a lad's chill in forever," Liam informs me.

"And looks like there's a bit of drama going on at the moment for ya," Niall continues, giving me a few pats on the back.

Yeah, no shit.

"Zayn couldn't make it, of course he's busy with Perrie," Louis rolls his eyes. "Girls,"

I crash next to Lou as they continue with their game. I listen to the two of them banter about who was going to win and Niall watches the game with earnest.

"You're going down Payno!" Louis says, putting all of his concentration into the game.

I find my mind wandering, unable to focus on anything the boys are saying.