Two large wooden table have been put together to seat everybody. I scan the table. Niall looks like the same, his happy go lucky self except for a bit more red in the face. I’m guessing that has something to do with the large pint sitting in front of him though. Liam is laughing at something that Louis has said and Zayn is half listening to Louis talking and half texting someone. Eleanor and Danielle are no where to be found.
Zayn is the first one to notice that I’m with Harry, he looks up from his text, “Oh hey Evan,” he says nodding to me and then looking back at his text, then he looks back up again, “Whoa Evan, you’re here!” He says as if he’s had some epiphany.
“Evan?” Louis says seeming a little bit confused but he still gives me a friendly smile.
I do a small, incredibly awkward wave, “Hey…” I say forcing a smile.
“I didn’t know you were coming!” Niall says, seeming surprised.
“Welcome!” Liam greets me.
I begin to realize that Harry brought me here under false pretenses. I raise my eyebrows and turn to Harry, crossing my arms over my chest, “You didn’t tell them did you?” I ask it as a question but I know the answer before he answers.
“Well not exactly, but-” Harry says trying to explain but I cut him off.
“Harry!” I exclaim in horror. Oh god. Of course they didn’t know I was coming. Now I’m going to be the sixth wheel and/or if Danielle and Eleanor are here the eighth wheel.
“What?” He says feigning innocence, batting his eyelashes.
I roll my eyes, “I thought they knew I was coming!” I groan a little bit, running my hand through my hair, “Now I’m gate-crashing your guys night, I should go,” I say turning to leave despite the fact that we’re quiet a few miles away from my flat and I really have no way of getting home besides with Harry.
I feel a hand grab my waist and spin me around pulling me back to the table, “Oh no your not,” Harry disagrees shaking his head, “The lads don’t mind do you?” He says look
Zayn shakes his head fervently, “Not at all,”
“Course not,” Liam says honestly, “We’re glad you’re here Evan!”
“I mind,” Louis deadpans with an utterly straight face. All the lads shoot him a look as if to say “what the hell”. Then Louis bursts out laughing and the table almost breathes a sigh of relief, “I’m totally kidding Evan! Please stay!” He urges between laughter.
I sigh and roll my eyes turning to Harry who mouths “Please” to me
I nod giving up, “Fine I’ll stay,” I say taking a seat next to Niall. Harry takes the seat next to mine, “Just know that I hate you Styles,”
“Sure you do,” Harry laughs taking a sip of the water that has magically been placed in front of us without us noticing.
“Did Harry finally ask you out then?” Niall wonders out loud.
Wait, what?
Harry turns pale and coughs on his water a little bit.
“Um well…” I start to answer, but before I can finish Niall interrupts me.
“Because it’s about time really,” He explains nodding earnestly.
I groan as I quickly shake my head in disagreement as Harry continues to choke on his water, “Well actually we-”
Louis nod “I know seriously right?”
“Oi! Irish! Stripes!” I say loudly interrupting them We’re just here as friends okay?”
