Larry isn't real

interview time

Interview time:

 I wake up to a knock at the door. I sit up and stretch and rub my eyes.

"HARRY!! OPEN THE DOOR!"

It must be the boys. This is going to be fun, note the sarcasm.

"HARRY!! OPEN THE GOD DAM DOOR!"

"I'm coming I'm coming, ges."

I look down at myself and notice I'm only warning boxers. you've got to be kidding! open the door or put a shirt on.

"HARRY!"

Open the door.

I open the door a gash of cold air hits me, hard. The lads push past me. Come in why don't you?

Liam is first though the door, then Zayn, Niall and last louis. He had his head down, not meting anyones eye contacted. The lads look me up and down, well Zayn.

"Mate, what are you wearing"

"More like what aren't you wearing?"

The lads laugh at Niall's joke, all except louis.

"I just woke up ok" coming out harsher then meant to.

"It's freezing out side and we had to wait out there for 15 minutes! before you answered the door!" Liam's says.

"Sorry?"

"Harry just go put some clothes on, we're going out."

"Ok?"

As I walk out of the living room, leaving the lads alone, I see out of the corner of my eye Louis looking at me.

When I have changed into tight black jeans and a white top with black convers, I head into the living room.

As I enter, the lads seem to oddly quiet. Niall looks up at me awkwardly, like he were knows something. Liam is the first to brake the silents.

"finally, took you long enough."

"are you shore your going to be warm enough wearing that?" Zayn asks.

"yeah" coming out not as confidently as I would have hoped.

"lets go then, yeah?" Niall asks looking mostly at me, like he knew something.

As the lads get up Niall and Louis are the quickest to get up and to get out of the front door. I wonder what's up with NIall. I let the lads go out of the door first and me last, closing the door be hind me. I wonder were going as I hop into the van.

"where are we going?"

"just an interview"

"oh"

We pull up into the car park out the back, and get out. I can hear the screams from out the front of the huge building.

We get given our mics and go to take a seat.

I sit at the end with Niall next to me, Louis next to him, Zayn and then at the front Liam. This is the closest I have been to Louis since we broke up. Since you broke up with him. I didn't have much of a choice, its not like they have felling's, they don't care. I bite my check from lunging at moest! they decided that they had to come to make shore " we don't you to do something that may destroy your ca

" harry?" the annoying voiced interviewer asks in a much to short leaped print dress.

"hmmm?" I ask

"what is your three favourite song on the album?"

"why don't we go there, something great and half a heart" looking right at Louis.

I saw him tense up out the corner of my eye and modest! look at me with a warning look.

" Louis, what is your favourite song the album?"

I swear she is doing this out of spite. But I do want to know what he said, its the closet thing I'm going to get to talking to him in a while.

" happily, does he know and strong"

ouch that one hurt. Niall puts his arm around Louis shoulder, for.... comfort? Louis seems to lean into Niall's side. Niall looks down at him with a warming smile and Louis looks up at him with a weak smile. Oh, hell no.

---Louis Provo---

"harry?" the interviewer asks.

He looks up at the skank that looked about 30 but wanted to be 20. It sickens me how short her dress is, I've already seen her underwear, and i'm shore the lads have as well.

"hmmm?" he asks, he mustn't of been listening to the interview at all. The whole time he has been looking at his hands in deep thought. And staring at me.

"what is your three favourite song on the album?"

"why don't we go there, something great and half a heart"

I tense up knowing that was directed at me and modest! look at him with a warning look.

If he wants to play that way, then lets dance.

" Louis, what is your favourite song the album?"

I smirk evilly.

" happily, does he know and strong"

Niall puts his arm around my shoulder in a simple jester of comfort. But i want to get the message to harry that i have moved on. So I lean into him, smiling up at him. Niall returns the smile, looking down at me. I lean further into his side.

Take that mother fucker.  I hear harry huff, knowing he was looking at me. I look up at modest! and see them giving us  'the look'. Whatever, heartless fuckers.

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soooooo how was that? I tired to make longer. Anyway that's for reading, byyyyyeeeeee!!!!! :P