Note
(n.) A short informal letter or written message
Harry's having trouble, he really is. He was alright, well he was managing, until this morning. The thing was, Harry's flat contained tiny bits of Louis, his scent seemed to linger in the bedroom, items of his clothing were in Harry's wardrobe next to his, little items were left everywhere, a few coins, a pen, a headband from when his hair had grown too long. It's when Harry comes across the note he had written that he cries. The note was on a small piece of paper, ripped out of a notepad. Louis writing was messy, his hand obviously shaky as he wrote it, extremely drunk. Harry can almost hear Louis saying the words on that old piece of paper and he holds it tight in his hands. He remembers the night it was written like it was yesterday and in a way he wishes it was.
2 years earlier
Harry thinks everything is ready, hopes he hasn't forgotten anything. Harry was pretty well known for his New Year's Eve parties and he was proud of that. The quests are due to arrive in an hour and he still hasn't finished hanging up all of the fairy lights and he hasn't had a shower yet. When his best mate Niall knocks on his door, he's thankful but very flustered. Niall finishes hanging up the lights, telling him that he's better than him at doing this as he has better balance and Harry's about to argue but it's probably the truth. He hurries off to have a shower, getting dressed in his black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt and pulls on a blazer that he hasn't worn in a long time. He blow dries his hair, hoping its dry in time, which is a mistake as it makes his curls fly all over the place. Cursing at himself he grabs a blue bandana with stars on and ties it around his head to hold them out if his face. When he returns Niall has all of the lights up and on and his flat looks amazing if he does say so himself.
"Look at you!" Niall says looking Harry up and down. "Hoping to meet someone?"
Harry looks down at himself and shrugs.
"Is the blazer too much?" He asks. Niall shakes his head.
"No you look good." He answers. Harry smiles at him in thanks and rushes around the flat doing some last minute touches before people arrive.
Soon the flat is filled with people, it's far too hot and the music is too loud. Harry's enjoying himself he really is, but there's something missing. It's strange with all of these people around him he sort of feels alone. He tells himself it's because his sister is late. He's on his second cup of some sort of Bacardi that he has been handed and he keeps getting clapped on the back, being told how great the party is. He finds Niall again in the madness and he forces Harry to dance with him for a few songs. He begins to feel better and he's having a much better time, although it may be down to the 5 drinks he has had. Gemma enters and he cheers.
"Gemma!" He says bringing Gemma into a hug.
"Hazza!" She shouts shouts grinning. She pulls away from the hug and motions to the person behind her.
"Harry this is Louis, Louis this is Harry." She introduces.
"Hey" Harry says leaning in to shake Louis's hand. He is taken aback because Louis is beautiful. Their eyes meet and Harry is awed because Louis' are piercingly blue.
"Hey." Louis smiles and Harry's heart jumps, he shakes himself out of it and let's them in, telling himself that it's the alcohol and music making him feel like this.
"Thought you didn't have a boyfriend?" Harry says to Gemma quietly as he gets her and Louis both a drink.
"I don't, Louis is a friend." She answers and Harry frowns. Louis is small but looks a bit older than her. He decides to question her about it later before he has to hurry off as a smashing noise can be heard from the other room. After clearing up the smashed beer bottle he washes his hands and sighs. Niall drags him to his dining room table on which "beer pong" is set up on and Niall tells him that he's on his team. The other team is a friend of Harry's from back home in Cheshire, James, and one of his work friends Luke. Harry's very good at this game, not that he's played it a lot but the times he has played it he tends to win. James is also quite good but not as good as Harry and by the end of the game Harry has only had to drink a cup of beer and James and Luke must have had at least ten between them. Niall and Harry win and Niall cheers giving Harry a hug. Harry grins but he begins to feel a little claustrophobic. Before he can move someone puts a plastic guitar in his hands and he frowns. He's a little tipsy and it's only when his t.v is turned on and the music is turned down that he realises someone has put on guitar hero. Niall also has a fake guitar and everyone moves out of the way, forming a sort of circle around the two boys. Niall chooses a song and the intro bursts through his t.v speakers.
