Bad Boy Is Back [Harry Styles Fan Fiction] ON HOLD

Chapter - Six

Harry's Point Of View:

We had spent most of the day in bed, watching movies, talking, laughing, and a few... Other things.

It was late now. Alyssa was fast asleep, I could imagine why I mean I completely warned her out wit- you know what never mind. Anyway, I couldn't seem to sleep I was restless and agitated. Only slightly, I couldn't believe how everything was going.

Sighing I continued my stroll down the hallway and down the steps, I needed a beer.

Once I made it to the bottom of the steps I was met by zayns smirking face. "First day back and she's already  screaming your name?"

Rolling my eyes I pushed past him. "Shut up."

I could hear laughter following behind me, opening the fridge I grabbed a bud light. The sound of it opening already calming me, taking a swig I let the minor burn run down my throat. "At least someone's getting a little action in this house."

"You're a real dick you know that?" He laughed "and as a matter of fact I'm engaged asshole."

Choking on the sip of beer I just took, I wiped my mouth. Ridding it of the sticky substance. "Your what!?"

"That's right," Niall said entering the kitchen as well, a smirk on his face.

"Your boy is whipped," he teased, taking a bite of his newly made sandwich.

"Your one to talk," Zayn sneered, "that damn blush is already creeping up on your face."

"Shut up," Niall shook his head "you're jus-"'

"Hold the fuck up, Nialls in a relationship!?" I gasped, interrupting and patting his back.

"Oh bite me," he muttered, rolling his eyes.

"Your in love" Zayn sang, I couldn't help but laugh. I can't believe all of these assholes are in relationships who on earth would want to be with them. Shaking my head I took another swig of my beer.

"And how about you?" I paused, taking another sip of the cool drink. "how are you and Danielle."

I must have said something I shouldn't have because Niall began choking uncontrollably, and Zayn shook his head with wide eyes. Furrowing my eyebrows, I ignored the obnoxious boys and looked at Liam who's face remained neutral.

"Erm, there is no me and Danielle..." He sighed, pausing. "not anymore at least."

"What!" I gasped, "Mate, I'm so sorry I didn't know I wish you would have told me. What happen-"

I was cut off by an irritated Liam, "I'm fine." He snapped, yanking the beer out of my hands and gulping it down. "Sh- It doesn't matter, I'm a big boy. I can handle myself." He huffed,

My eyebrows were furrowed, compassion held in my facial features. I felt for him, if anything I thought Liam would be the one engaged right now, not single. I nodded my head, pressing my lips into a thin line. I could have kept on going but I knew that would only result in an argument, none of us were good at expressing our feelings. So I did what any good mate would do, went to the fridge and took out the whole pack of beer. Smiling as I watched Liam sip down his last bit of beer, I slammed the case down on the table in front of him. Popping open two more for the both of us, looking at both beers and then back at me he snatched it.

"Slow down," I chuckled lowly, I was a little bit tired now. But I knew I'd be up listening to his drunken sob stories, I had to, I've been gone for three years, I needed to make up for lost time.

"Don't tell me what to do," He growled, I was taken back. Surprised to say the least, Liam was the nice guy. The one who helped us the most, the one who cheered us up in the cheekiest way, the one who drank with us during rough times.