Fancy Pants || l.s.

chapter 10 : part 2

I just reread the chapters I posted & there are A LOT of errors. I'll fix them all eventually & I noticed I said Andrew instead of Aaron haha so yes, it's Aaron not Andrew.

I have quite a bit planned for the next few chapters so hopefully those of you who are still here & reading or those who are here for the first time, will enjoy:)

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"Thank you for inviting us over for lunch." Harry said as he put his coat back on. "It was pretty good food."

"Pretty good?" Louis questioned. "You must be confused with someone else's chicken."

"What he means is, thank you. It was delicious." Zayn says, from behind Harry.

"No." Harry interrupted. "I meant what I meant." He smiled and turned to walk out the door. "My chicken would beat yours any day. "

"Oh really?" Louis stepped in front of Harry and blocked the exit and Zayn shook his head.

"Really."

"Come on, H. Let the man call his chicken the best so we can go. I want to shower." Zayn laughed. "Just say his is the best so we can leave."

Louis looked at Zayn and back up at Harry, slowly raising his eyebrows. "Go on. Say it. My chicken was amazing." He smirked and waited for Harry who simply stood there.

"My chicken was amazing." Harry grinned and Louis scoffed then laughed. "My chicken. Was. Amazing."

"Okay fancy pants. Fine but next time, you're making lunch. Then we'll see who's chicken is really the best chicken."

"I'd be happy to make my chicken because it is the best."

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"I don't think that's how it works Zayn." Harry laughed.

"Why not?" Zayn shrugged and sat down on Harry's couch. "I'll just be the priest so you guys spend less money on your wedding."

"Okay well, I'm not dating him. I'm not into him and-"

"Lies but continue." Zayn interrupts.

"I'm not into him. Positive . I think we could have a really good friendship. He could be my best friend."

"I thought I was your best friend?"

Harry looks over at Zayn and rolls his eyes. "Yes, you are my best friend. The three of us could all be real good friends but I think I'd have a better relationship with him."

Zayn thinks for a minute before turning towards Harry. He clears his throat and sips from his glass of water before speaking.

"Right. You'd have a better relationship with him than with me because you totally like him and he likes you and you guys are going to date and fall in love and be together forever so in order for you guys to save money at your wedding, I'll be the priest and pronounce you guys Mr. and Mr. Tomlinson." He blurts out in a single breath. Harry makes a face and nudges Zayn's shoulder.

"Really, Zayn?"

"Oh sorry. Mr. and Mr. Styles. Better?"

Harry laughs and stands up. He looks at the clock on the coffee table, it reads '7:23 pm'. He goes to the kitchen and comes back with some snacks and a gallon of fruit punch and two cups.