My Two Best Friends

Chapter 4

Harry's Pov

What we see makes me and Zayn stop in our tracks. I look over at Niall and Liam who are on the floor in the middle of a very intense game of twister, but that's not what shocked us. It's the fact that some random girl is there as well. It's her. Eleanor Calder aka Louis future girlfriend. I turn to face Zayn and he seems to catch on and clears his throat gaining the attention of both Louis and the girl. "Louis, mate I though we agreed on not bringing any other people to the party." Zayn states a frown on his face. "Well we were just about leaving" Louis mocks Zayn pulling Eleanor out of the house. Im too late by the time I remember leaving my bag in Louis car. "Zayn, Louis mentioned you wanting us to stay over but I forgot my bag in his car. Can I just borrow something of yours later" I ask and confusion flashes a cross his face. "I never said anyone could stay over?" Zayn continues. " but I wouldn't mind having you over H, you're always good company. You always whip up a feast for breakfast so why not" Zayn jokes. I laugh half heartedly as I'm still confused as to why Louis would lie to me. Maybe he wanted me to stay over at his flat? He's never invited me to sleep over. I guess I'll never know. I shrug off. "You alright mate?" I hear Niall laughing. "Yeah why?" "'Cause you've been standing there for about 5 minutes talking to yourself" Liam states and we all begin laughing except Zayn who seems to have disappeared. I hear the front door open and Zayn and Louis both walk in without Eleanor. I sit on the rocking chair Zayn has out in front of the fire place. I'm lost in thought again when I feel a weight on my laps. I look up to find Zayn, his back facing me, arms leaning on his laps as he's explaining something to Niall and Liam who are arguing about who won twister. Zayn gets up and motions for me to stand up; he then sits down and pats his lap. "Your a baby Harry I don't want to squish you" Zayn says as if he weighed 1000 pounds. I reluctantly sit down since the only other place to sit is next to Louis who is staring ahead at the wall in front of him lost in thought. I feel Zayn's arm wrap around my waist and I snuggle into his side. He's like a teddy bear. "Niall too!" Niall shouts like a toddler sitting on Zayn's other lap snuggling in close. "What about me?" Liam pouts, then sits on Niall as he pats his lap motioning for Liam to sit on him. "Come on Louis!" Niall yells and Louis practically drags himself to the chair. "There's no more space oh well" he sighs sarcastically while rolling his eyes. "Someone's in a bad mood." Zayn whispers in my ear, causing Louis to tense showing that he heard. "Sit on Harry" Liam says and I feel Zayn's arm tighten around me. Louis hesitates but sits on my lap, well more like the arm rest. "Now what would you boys like for Christmas" Zayn says in a deep voice resembling Santa. "I want a pony" me and Niall both yell at the same time. "What about you two?" He motions for Louis and Liam to answer. "I want a model preferably a Victoria secret one" Liam says and I feel Louis tense. "I want a new Xbox" Louis says quickly. "Okay you guys are going to kill me" Zayn says. We all get off but Zayn doesn't loosen his grip so I stay seated. He knows the only other place to sit is by Louis who I'm not to fond of at the moment. "It's getting quite late isn't it" Louis says. It's around 3 in the morning, time flies when your having fun, yeah right. Niall and Liam head out after taking turns squeezing the life out of me. Louis, Zayn, and me are all standing for a moment when Louis finally says, "Let's go Harry it's late" "You said we were sleeping at Zayn's" I press. "Let's go" he says while reaching for my hand. "I think you should just go mate" Zayn's says. For a moment I think he's telling me then I hear the front door slam realizing he had told Louis instead. Without another word Zayn goes into to living room to clean up a bit. "Just go up to my room Harry I'm just going to turn off the fire" zayn orders. I go up into his room and fall onto the bed. My head is filled with so many mixed emotions. The door opens and Zayn walks in with my phone in his hand. "Loose something" he says holding up the device. I thought it was in my pocket but it must of slipped out. He begins to rummage through his drawers pulling out a pair of boxers and basketball shorts. "Do you want to wear shorts or do you want me to get you some sweatpants?" I point to the plaid boxers and he tosses them. I change into the boxers and toss my shirt to the floor. Zayn's already in bed dressed in some basketball shorts. I turn off the light then slip under the covers. "I don't bite H" Zayn states and motions for me to go over. He knows I'm a cuddler, I mean who isn't? He begins to play with my curls then kisses to top of my head. "Goodnight Zayn" I say and he says his goodnight as well. After about thirty minutes of laying and thinking I feel Zayn shuffle a bit "I know your awake Harry" he chuckles "If you would've been asleep you would've been snoring" we bicker about me not snoring and then my phone begins buzzing. I look up at Zayn with puppy dog eyes and he sighs and fetches my phone. He tosses me it and Louis name appears on the screen. "You answer it" I throw him the phone. "Okay hold on" he says sitting up. "Hello" Zayn chimes into the speaker. They talk for about five minutes and Zayn hangs up with a frown. "Louis outside. He wants you to leave with him." "Well I'm not going" I say turning over to the edge of the bed. "Alright it's your choice" Zayn says getting back in bed. The doorbell is running for about 5 minutes straight and I've finally had enough of it. I get up from the bed before Zayn can stop me and storm to the front door throwing it open to reveal Louis leaning against the wall eyes barely open. "What do you want!" I yell. "Harry?" He says more questioning himself. "I. We. Let's go." "No Louis. You're not my mum and you can't tell me what to do!" I yell but he's not finished. "Harry get your ass in the car now. I'm not playing any of your bloody games. Your mum said to take care of you and I am. And wait are those his clothes. Oh so now your sleeping around with zayn huh? Hurry up and get in the car now. Or are you going over to somebody else's flat after your done with zayn?" I'm in tears at the end of his rant. He thinks I'm some slut? Zayn's voice is heard from the hallway. "Why the hell did you say that. What's wrong with you. Harry's so young and fragile Louis. You know how much he hates being called a slut!" Zayn yells. "I never called him a slut!" Louis fights back. "You implied it and don't lie!" Zayn booms. I hate it. People think I'm some fragile porcelain doll. I'm human. And I have feelings. They're just extra sensitive. The door slamming shut makes me jump. "I'm sorry, I should've just made him leave" Zayn begins but I interrupt him. "No Zayn, you both hurt me." He looks confused so I continue. "He basically called me a bloody slut, and you made it seem as if I can't fend for myself. I may not be 18 like the rest of you, but I think I can stand up for myself" I finish with a sigh. Zayn wraps his arms around me then picks me up and cradles me in his arms. "You'll always be our baby Harry. I hope you realize that. No matter how old you get we will always do our best to protect you." A smile crawls onto both our faces and he takes me to bed. After a moment Zayn crawls into bed with a sigh. "Zayn?" I ask and he mumbles a yes "Can I ask you something but you won't laugh at me." He turns to me and smiles "I can't promise you that Harry I always laugh but I promise I won't make fun of you" I nod and continue "Is it bad if friends kiss" I say and he stares into my eyes then slowly leans forward and grabs my chin. Slowly our lips press together. Nothing more. "Zayn. I meant me and Louis" I say after pulling away. "I know. I'm just showing you that if two people kiss it doesn't mean they're dating." He smiles and pulls me to his chest. He plays with my curls and I fall asleep to him humming a beat.

I decided to just keep writing. I mean i love it I just don't know if I'm any good at it.

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