almost // l.s

ten

after their intense shoulder-wars battle, the five boys were a bit tired. four of them had an excuse... niall was just always sleepy. they decided to have a break and freshen up, sitting at the table where harry had laid out all the snacks. 

"nice!" niall exclaimed, immediately digging into the crisps.

"it's about to get even nicer, ni," harry smiled as he saw lights outside the house. a car had pulled up. niall looked at his friend, confused, before answering the door to the person who'd rung the bell.

there was silence for a moment before the others could hear a loud, irish voice yell, "nandos!" he bounded back into the kitchen with the food and harry went to pay.

"no let me," louis said, running a gentle hand over harry's shoulder.

"i ordered it."

"baby," louis whispered, shooting the delivery man an apologetic glance, "i'm the reason you needed cheering up, please can i pay?"

harry sighed, but obliged. louis wasn't entirely wrong. the older boy handed over his money to the nandos worker and grasped harry's hand, leading him back into the kitchen.

niall had already began digging into the food, zayn looking at his deranged eating with distaste. they all had their share of chicken, rice and chips, marvelling at the deliciousness of the meal. afterwards, the five walked back into the living room and liam bent down to set up the next movie for them all to watch. harry and louis pushed all the furniture back into its usual position and sat down on a two seater couch together. liam and zayn, when the film was ready, took the other double and niall was left on his own.

"i'm like the captain," he said, more to himself than anyone else.

"huh?" zayn laughed.

"i'm the captain and you are my two ships."

louis grinned as harry blushed, the other pair quickly moving as far from one another on the sofa as possible. harry leaned over and his lips brushed louis' ear, "do you think they've been spending some quality time together... alone?"

the brunette snickered, "possibly, darling," he looked over to zayn and liam, "think niall might be right about something for once."

the beginning of harry's favourite movie began to play and he lay his head on louis' shoulder. after two hours of serious swooning over ryan gosling (and not just from harry), the group was nearly asleep. thanks to niall's well-paid family, he had a rather large house with enough rooms to keep everyone.

"haz, lou, you guys take the spare room upstairs with the big bed, liam and zayn, you boys can have mine and i'll have mum n' dad's," he planned, everyone agreed with the sleeping arrangements and sauntered of to their assigned room.

harry didn't know he'd be sharing a bed that night so all he'd bought to sleep in were a pair of very tight almost booty-shorts. he watched as louis changed into his long pajama bottoms and gulped when he turned, looking at harry concerned.

"you getting into bed like that?"

the younger boy shook his head and looked down, his long hair falling in front of his eyes, "i-"

"what's wrong," louis asked, clearly worried, "are you ok babe?"

harry looked up, cheeks red and eyes wide. he bent down to his bag and took out the shorts, holding them up for louis to see.

he bit his lip, "is this all you have?"

the curly boy nodded.

"good. put them on."