friend zoned // larry ✔️

four

tuesday
july 15th, 2017

"so," niall says as they walk out of the hotel to the car, "we have two interviews, the lunch with simon, and then you have to go approve of some photos for gucci. and while your at your interview i will call liam and ask about squeezing you in a spot. uh, how long do you think your tattoo will take?"

niall knows that harry never tells him his plans for his tattoos, so of course niall doesn't know how long the tattoo may take.

"I think it's gonna be pretty detailed. uhm maybe three hours?"

-

the day goes by quickly and without problems. the interviews were easy and in one of them he got to play a game with the fans. it was cute and harry enjoyed it. even the lunch with simon was unproblematic. it was basically a couple contract renewals and asking how everything is.

needless to say they are done with the day by four and are already heading to liam's tattoo shop early.

"should i bring them flowers or something?" harry asks, "as an apology?"

niall shakes his head, "i think a simple i'm sorry will be sufficient, haz."

"right." harry says, "i will just pop up in there with 'hey guys sorry that i was completely willing to walk out of your life again.' i'm sure that will blow over well."

"maybe not quite like that."

they don't say anything else and arrive at the shop only a couple minutes later.

"i'm letting you do this on your own." niall says, "plus I have a couple of things to deal with. i will be back by seven. text me if you need anything."

and then niall leaves him.

okay. harry thinks, i can do this.

harry walks up to the door and pushes. the door doesn't budge and harry pouts and blushes in embarrassment before pulling on the door. liam is inside and staring as harry walks in. liam's trying not to smile so it leaves him with an awkward grimace.

"i uh, have an appointment?" harry says still blushing.

"i know." liam says with a small laugh, "what do you want?"

"i want a rose." he says then points to an area beside his elbow, "right around here."

liam nods, "uh, well we can go to the back? and zayn can draw it out for you?"

harry nods and they walk to the back. zayn is already there doodling in a book. liam sits next to him and harry sits across from them.

zayn starts drawing the rose when harry says, "i'm sorry about last night. i shouldn't have left you again i— i just didn't know what to do. i thought all of this was behind me."

zayn looks up from the rose and says, "when you left the first time you left without saying goodbye. we were so scared that you had gone and killed yourself. we had to call your mom to know that you moved. we were your bloody best friends and you had gone and left us like we were nothing."

oh okay. they are getting right to it then. harry thinks.

liam nods his head in agreement. the air in the room groans thicker when liam says, "at least louis had the decency to call us when he moved away."

wait. louis talked to zayn and liam when he left?

"i didn't know you guys still talked to louis when he left," harry says smally.

"of course you didn't." zayn grits his teeth, the pencil he is drawing with us pushed harder onto the paper, "how the hell were we supposed to tell you? when he left you didn't talk for week. and when you started talking you went out to bars and got so blindly drunk you would black out and wake up on park benches and in barns with the cows. li and i had to pick you up and deal with you. we didn't want to tell you that we talked to him and have it be counter productive."