Chapter Song: Good Kush And Alcohol (Bitches Love Me) - Lil Wayne ft. Drake, Future and Mike Will Made-It
Sunday, October 13, 2013
Harry's day had been pretty miserable so far. He woke up thinking about the date from the night before with an overpowering and entirely unwelcome sense of guilt. One word seemed to be bouncing around inside Harry's head. Cheating. Cheating. Cheating.
Writing, listening to music and working took his mind off of things so right now he was sat on the sofa, fingers poised above the keyboard of his laptop. Harry stared at the blank document for a moment before his fingers began typing away furiously.
Once he ran out of things to say, he stopped and read over the description of the character he had just come up with.
Bottle blond hair... striking blue eyes... pale porcelain skin... pink smiling lips...
Harry glares at his screen like the laptop had personally offended him. Even his distractions were no longer distracting him.
"What? Did your boyfriend cheat on you?" Gemma asks, entering the room and taking notice of Harry's foul mood. There was that word again. Cheat. Cheating.
"Fuck off" Harry simply growls before setting his laptop aside and storming out to the back yard. He pulls out his fags as he begins to think.
This wasn't typical behavior for Harry. (The remorse he was feeling, not the snapping at his sister. That was pretty normal actually...) He had helped other people cheat on their boyfriends or girlfriends in the past, so why did it matter all of a sudden? Maybe it was the fact that Harry was genuinely interested in Niall this time. He wasn't just chasing down an easy lay. Harry couldn't shake the nagging possibility that he was ruining Niall and Natalie's relationship. Maybe Niall truly was interested in Natalie and Harry was just getting in the way. In all honesty Harry didn't care if Natalie was actually interested in Niall or not, he just cared if he was fucking up Niall's relationship with a person he genuinely fancied.
This train of thought was starting to piss Harry off and once he finishes off his fag he checks the time. 19:45. His parents would be home in 2-3 hours but its not like they would care whether or not Harry was home. Harry scrolls through his contacts until he reaches Louis' name and then hits call as he heads back into the house to grab his car keys.
"Hello?" Louis voice comes through the phone. Harry can hear a couple people shouting in the background and he figures Louis is probably out with a couple mates.
"Hey Lou. Where are you? I'm bored as hell and wanna smoke some."
"Oh shit, same mate. Maz actually just got here but we're all at Ed's. His parents are gone until late tonight."
"Sick, I'm heading over then."
"Come through the back. Ed said his neighbour'll have a fit if they see he's having people over."
"Yeah okay. See you soon" Louis hums in agreement and then hangs up as Harry climbs into his car and backs out of the drive. He makes it to Ed's in about 5 minutes and parks down the street a bit so Ed won't get into trouble. Harry rounds the house and knocks a couple times until the door swings open and an already stoned Mazzi is inviting Harry in.
"You reek of grass" Harry announces, kicking off his shoes.
"At least its the good stuff mate" Maz laughs, leading the way back to the other lads. Louis, Ed, Zayn and Michael are lounging in various places around the living room and Harry takes a seat next to Louis on the floor, backs against the sofa behind them.
