Am I caught in the background?
Porter stank of vodka and cigarettes, he talked for the entire twenty minute drive back to Zayn's house. He may have talked bu that certainly didn't mean he was making any sense. Liam smirked, covering his mouth as Porter slurred, waving the bottle around.
Zayn was driving Harry's Range Rover, tinted windows and the music slowly playing in the background.Niall was staring at his phone, his tongue poking out as he swore profusely at the game he was playing (attempting to play) 'Flappy Bird.' "This fucking game," he slammed his phone on the dashboard.
"Oi," Zayn hissed, "You know Harry loves his car."
Niall swore, running a hand through his hair, "Sorry," he groaned.
Liam burst out laughing at both Niall's little outburst and Porter who was sitting far too close with this finger in Liam's face, eyes fluttering he continued. "Maybe I'll just be gay?"
Niall was the one to laugh now as he slapped Zayn's arm and then craned his neck to look at the lonely, drunk manager in the back. "What are you even talking about?"
"Shh," Zayn laughed, "Let the poor guy finish."
Liam wanted to point out to Porter that they were most certainly laughing with him and not at him, yes his drunken rambling was amusing as hell. But they weren't taking joy out of his misery, it was more a case that they had all been through hell and back. Every day was a challenge to wake up and face what was to come, it was only now, after seven monthst that the boys themselves were beginning to reconnect. So, like Zayn had said as they walked to the parking garage down the street, 'we need to get a fucking laugh when we can find it!' And he was right, as Liam looked at Porter he smiled and listened intently, he only hoped Porter wouldn't turn to booze for comfort, to smother the heartache and pain left by Rachel. In her unsuspecting wake left only a path of destruction, it had blindsided them all.
"Maybe I'll just be gay and things will be easier," Porter slurred.
Liam snorted, "Have you seen Louis and Harry?"
"Yes!" Porter said, "But I wont have to hide it from the world, I'll just-"
"Are you attracted to guys?" Niall asked.
Porter scrunched up his face, "Why the hell would you ask me that?" Porter had forgotten a conversation that occured only moments ago, "Do you?"
Niall laughed, "Sorry buddy," Niall patted his shoulder, "More of a Tits and Ass kind of guy!"
Liam laughed, "You are such a womanizer!"
Niall stretched, "And I'm so damn good at it!"
Zayn clicked his tongue, "Whatever, I could pull more birds then you in a night!"
Niall laughed, "Bullshit!"
"Game on?" Zayn raised an eyebrow.
"Prepare to be sorely disappointed when I pull more girls then I can even hold," He bumped fists with Zayn and they laughed as he pulled up at the traffic lights.
Liam groaned, "This never ends well, when will you two learn that-"
"Don't ruin it Liam," Niall groaned. "I know you're jealous of us and our lack of ball-in-chain but..." He smirked, "I promise to tell you all the thrilling details!"
Liam grinned, "This time don't get into a bar fight with each other."
Porter laughed, "That happened?"
They all nodded, "Over a blonde," Zayn sighed.
"She was brunette," Liam added.
Niall shook his head, "I distinctly remember a red head screaming my name in the bar toilets," he smirked as he stroked his chin, "Yep," he blinked. "Red head."
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Modest Delusions - Book 3 (Larry Stylinson AU)
FanfictionTime heals all wounds... doesn't it? Seven months have come and gone, the boys are on hiatus. To the public they are writing their new record, behind closed doors they have fallen apart. Louis slipped off to the United States with the help of Rachel...