Boxer (Larry)

8

My classes drag on, and they're all full of lectures and notes that I will highlight later. I always end up doing something to my notes so that they're more interesting. The professors drone on for what seems like ages before it's finally one, and I can go home.

Harry's only messaged me a couple of times all day. Partly because he's practicing and working on improvement for his matches, though he is pretty good, and partly because he doesn't want to disturb me when I'm in class.

I sit on my couch and turn on Family Guy as background noise. I hate silence.

As I begin pulling out my study materials, my phone starts ringing. It's Zayn.

"Hello?" I ask, arranging my highlighters in rainbow order.

"Hey, Louis. Are you busy right now?" He questions.

"Depends. Why?"

"Because I want to come over." He responds.

"Okay. Come over. But I'm about to be studying." I tell him.

"Okay. I'll be there in ten."

"Okay. Bye." I say before hanging up.

I have three quizzes coming up that I need to be studying for, but there's always time for Zayn. Besides, he never bothers me much when I'm trying to study.

When he arrives, he immediately sits in front of me.

"I have news." He informs me. I smile.

"What's the news?" I wonder.

"Liam asked to make it official today. Right before I came over, actually. And, he wants me to meet his parents!" He exclaims. I grin at him.

"That's great! So, you two are officially together?" I ask. He nods.

"Yes."

"I'm so happy for you." I say.

"Thanks. He says he wants to see you again, so I kind of invited him to come with us to Harry's match tomorrow. I hope that's okay." He tells me.

"Yeah, let me just clear it up with Harry." I say. "But I'm sure he'll be fine with it."

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Harry's POV

I'm punching the solid bag of sand over and over. It's starting to hurt a little, but I'm only just making progress. There's a layer of sweat on my body and I'm slightly panting, but I refuse to stop any time soon.

My phone starts ringing. Considering I've been in here all day, I'm sure it's not the only time my phone has gone off.

I see that it's Louis and answer it.

"Louis? Are you alright?" I ask.

"Yeah! Are you?" He checks.

"Yeah. Still practicing. What's up?" I respond.

He's quiet for a second before he sighs.

"So, remember Zayn?"

"Yeah?"

"He kind of wants to bring his boyfriend tomorrow. And I was just wondering if that would be okay considering the seating and stuff." He explains. I smile.

"Yeah, that's fine. I'll go get another ticket next to yours and Zayn's when I'm done in here." I reply.

"Are you sure?" He questions, with his voice all adorable and shy.

"Yeah. I get them free." I chuckle.

"Okay. Thanks so much." He says.

"No problem."

"I'll see you tomorrow." He tells me.

"Yeah, I'll be there at two." I remind him before hanging up.

I can't wait for two.