Not all fans are girls! (Larry stylinson)

Chapter 32

Harry's p.o.v

"Morning sunshine, your up early!" I groaned and stumbled sleepily passed Nate and into the kitchen, pouring out a cup of already made tea. "Yeah sure, make yourself at home. I wasn't going to drink that anyway." Nate rolled his eyes in which I blandly ignored.

"What time is it?" I muttered, my eyes still. Getting used To the extreme rays of sunlight.

"Almost four p.m." He shrugged. My eyes widened, I have been asleep all day! I wonder how Louis is holding up, whether he remembered anything from last night. I ignored the gut wrenching feeling that I was going to be. In for it. When I got home about being away all day.

"Stop thinking about him."

"Huh?"

"I said, stop thinking about him. I can see your getting yourself worried over Louis and what happened last night, so stop." I just nodded and pulled a chair out beside Nate, reading the news paper that he was holding.

"I've been out all day Nate, he is going to get up me." I whined.

"Jesus Harry are you listening to yourself? You sound like a child who is about to get grounded. Seriously, it's your life, not his." I sighed knowing what he says is true, but sometimes I feel that way. "And anyway, he bought it on himself. You would be home with Louis instead of here if he hadn't come home talking trash at three am."

"I know Nate, but what am I going to do about it all? I mean he bought drugs home for god sakes!"

"Empty them out."

"What?."

"God harry, you have certainly forgotten your hearing aids this morning. I said empty the out, flush them down the toilet." I bursted out laughing, the way he was talking was like he was trying to get though to a two year old.

"You have certainly forgotten your hearing aids today." I cackled with laughter.

"This is the worst British accent ever! And I do not sound like that. You sound constipated." He chuckled, shaking his head. "And how are you so cheery in the morning?"

"It's afternoon idiot." I rolled my eyes. It felt good to not be able to think about the whole situation that has previously happened, to just joke around and talk about anything.

"Yeah, you know what I mean."

"Well I did have, what? Almost eleven hours sleep?" I jumped off my chair and out the empty cup into the sink. "Come on, your taking me out for a late lunch." Nate just chuckled and got off his seat, amused at my bubbly attitude.

With out asking, I entered Nates closet in search for something to wear. I pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans, a maroon plaid shirt and some boxers. Slipping them on, they were just a little bit big. Bit big clothes is better then small clothes I guess. Considering I came here bare foot, I scrounged around and found a pair of converse shoes.

"Okay, so you come into my home and drinks my tea and wear my clothes." I waved him off, pushing him out the door and into the car. My stomach was grumbling from lack of nutrition, and when harry gets hungry, harry gets hungry!

"Where do you want to go?" Nate asked, pulling off onto the road.

"I don't mind."

"There's a little cafe a few minuets out?"

"Sounds good." I nodded. "So tell me a bit about yourself." I just needed something to take my mind off everything that was bothering me. Evan a few seconds of silence would make my mind drift back to last night and I would know doubt start to worry about Louis.