friend zoned // larry ✔️

one

saturday night
july 12th, 2017

harry struts confidently down the runway, his hands lay comfortably in his pockets and he poses at the end before turning and walking back.

no matter how many times he does it, harry still gets a small rush of adrenaline. after every show harry just sits and takes a second to realize, wow i'm a model; and wow, people (big, major people) want me to model for them.

today's show was gucci and it's his second year at gucci's annual runway. usually the runway is in florence, but their head quarters had burnt down in march leaving the show at a run-down runway in the middle of new york. harry try's to avoid new york as much as he can, but this show was obviously unavoidable.

harry walks two more times before the finale. once the show ends everyone is scattered about, getting changed and cleaning up.

"haz," harry hears someone say behind him, "are you coming to the after party?"

harry turns around and nods at lia. "yeah, i'm just gonna wash up real quick. meet you there?"

"actually, i was hoping we could go together. my assistant forgot to get me a ride and i personally don't feel like calling an uber. was hoping you'd let me tag along?"

harry nods and looks down at the hot pink sweater he wore down the run-way before saying, "definitely, i will be back in, like, five minutes. i'm not going to a party wearing this."

-

the party is classier than most of the after parties he goes to. the only drinks that seem to be around is champagne and frilly fruit drinks. not that harry minds, he's always been one for classy drinks anyways.  lia, on the other hand, groans "i, just wanted to get pissed to be honest."

harry laughs a little and sips on the raspberry cosmopolitan he asked for. "come on, lia give your liver a break. you can be sober and have fun at the same time."

lia huffs but says with a small smile, "yeah yeah, i'm gonna go hit up that new male model. allessa said he's straight. wish me luck."

"good luck!" harry calls to her. she walks away and wiggles her hips exaggeratedly.

harry sits at the bar alone for only a couple minutes before he stands up to walk around and greet people. harry makes conversation for an hour or two before he grows bored of it and goes back to his hotel room.

harry is only a small bit disappointed with how the night turned out. he was hoping he could have at least had a couple laughs that weren't fake, maybe make a few more friends.

not that it matters, harry is in new york for business, not to make friends. since harry isn't in new york often, he try's to schedule all his new york based meetings at one time. harry is in new york until wednesday, four full days from now.

harry's schedule is busy; he has a meeting with sephora and j.c. penny; he also has four interviews, one of which is supposed to last two hours. he even has three photo shoots, which last for hours on end. he isn't sure how his assistant stuffed it all in four days, but he doesn't question it and just follows the schedule he's given.

harry gets ready for bed as soon as he can. he doesn't want to waste any time because, honestly, the only thing he can think about is sleep.

-
sunday morning
july 13th, 2017

the bee's ni: sephora meeting in an hour!! meet me in the lobby in 45 minutes.

harry sighs and rubs his face before crawling out of bed to get ready. the text was from his assistant, niall, who also happens to be one of his best friends. after that day four years ago harry cut ties from all of his friends and decided to start new, he moved to the middle of london where he started seriously modeling.