Rivals - L.S.

Twenty Nine - Birthday Surprise

From Christmas, through New Years, Harry and Louis were truly having the romance of a life time. They were even more attached than before and practically went everywhere together, needless to say the fans and the media loved it. And the boys loved it too.

It was January 31st, only one day until Harry's birthday. He loved birthdays and was extremely excited. He never asked for much for his birthdays, he even told Louis he didn't really want any gifts- he just wanted them to spend the day together. But Louis was stubborn and told Harry he was buying him a present no matter what.

Harry was with Niall, Liam and Luke, they were all in his flat and they were having a FIFA tournament and getting drunk to celebrate Harry's birthday since he would be with Louis on the actual day. Harry was laying on the carpet, a beer in hand as he shouted for Niall to score on Liam. He and the blonde were on a team, Liam and Luke being their opponents, and their competitive spirits were definitely shining through.

"Go Niall, go! Kick his ass!"

"Fuck, Liam, step up your game!"

"I've got this, H! I'm gonna kick his ass!"

"Luke you're not being very supportive in my time of need!"

Finally, Niall scored. The room erupted, one team screaming out of happiness and the other groaning dramatically over their loss. Niall and Harry were on their feet, jumping and high-fiving and laughing at Liam and Luke.

"Team Narry forever!"

Harry did a victory dance and Niall stuck his tongue out, throwing the remote at Liam. He missed, hitting the brunette's beer bottle instead, sending the alcohol onto the ground where it soaked the carpet.

"Fuckin' hell, Leprechaun," Liam groaned, scrambling to pick up the bottle quickly.

"Oopsie," Niall grimaced.

"Party foul. Boo," Luke crossed his arms, flopping back onto the couch.

Harry shook his head, shoving Niall who toppled onto the couch. Niall landed on Luke, who simply pushed him again, sending Niall to the ground with a thud. "Fuck you all! It was an accident," he whined.

"I'll go get a towel," Harry told the group.

He turned on his heel, jogging for the kitchen. Harry grabbed a dish rag from it's place beside his sink, also snatching a fresh beer for Liam out of the fridge. On his way back, he could hear all of the boys talking, it sounded like it was about him.

So naturally, Harry hid around the corner and eavesdropped.

"When will you-know-who be here?" Niall said in a hushed tone.

"Soon, I hope. I can only take so many more L's," Liam grumbled bitterly.

Luke laughed, "L is for Liam, after all."

"Bro. Your name starts with a L too," Niall said matter-of-factly.

"Both of you twats, shut up. Go look out the window and see if he's pulling into the lot yet," Liam instructed.

Harry heard footsteps and the sound of his blinds opening.

"I think I see him. Do you know which car he's driving today?" Niall asked.