how to: steal someone's boyfriend. [larry stylinson] ✔️

seven | drag me down

* the song choice is to recognize all of the stories who decided to have the name drag me down, may you rest in peace.

All day, Niall could only seem to talk about the party that the two of them were to attend tonight, gushing about the fact that Harry was going to have the time of his life there without any exceptions. Being that he was forced to go, he couldn't tell Louis anything or else he wouldn't allow Niall to go to the party in fear that he would get too drunk and try to punch a random person. The first part really bummed Harry out since he was looking forward to seeing Louis before he left for the party, but he swallowed down his sadness so that Niall wouldn't tease him about it on the ride there.

"Harry, pay attention to me right this second. This outfit determines whether or not you'll be committing social suicide at this party." said Niall with frustration as he held up a floral button up and a white t shirt that seemed way too tight to fit over Harry's head, and it made him uncomfortable just looking at it. "Now, which one?"

Harry wasn't very good when it came to deciding which clothes to wear since his mother was usually the one picking out his clothes for him, which is why they are all neatly organized inside of his suitcase inside of his room, but Niall wouldn't allow him to go because he didn't want Louis interrogating him. Niall had suggested that Harry just wear the clothes that were too big for him located in the back of his closet, and Harry found them all very nice, but he was just a boy so what the hell did he know?

"Um, the floral shirt?" asked Harry hesitantly, shutting his eyes quickly just in case Niall was going to lash out on him for picking the wrong answer, but the boy smiled widely and clapped his hands together.

"You're not as dumb as I bought you were, Harry." stated Niall proudly as he tossed the white shirt over his head so that it landed on top of Josh's sleeping body, covering his mouth and nose so that his snoring wasn't as loud as it was before. Harry expected his roommate to wake up and throw it back, but he was completely knocked out in a world of sleep to notice. He looked at Niall with an expectant expression, which was a signal for him to turn around so that Harry could get dressed without a problem. "What? Afraid that I might see your lady parts?"

Harry glared at his friend and Niall rolled his eyes while turning around to face the wall, allowing the boy to have some privacy, but still deciding to talk about the party. One thing Harry hated was when people started talking to him in the middle of awkward situations, kind of something like peeing in different stalls and the person begins to speak as if they don't have urine coming out of their bodies.

"There will be a ton of boys and girls there who will be thirsty for your pieces, so remember that when you're walking around to be safe and aware of your surroundings young man." warned Niall while wagging his finger from side to side as if he was a mother and Harry was the child. "If I wasn't your friend, I'd definitely fuck you like there's no tomorrow, so imagine what all of those hormonal teens are thinking."

Harry blushed furiously, unsure of whether or not to take Niall's statement as a compliment or not because either way he was uncomfortable. He wasn't use to getting told by people that he looked good because for all of his life, he was often judged from having acne or a single flaw on his face, which is why he wasn't so good at taking compliments when received. He found himself pretty average looking and decent, but he'd rather not bring up his insecure talks with Niall right when they were about to go to his first college party.

"Do I look good, or do I look good?" asked Niall, spinning around in a circle so that Harry could take in his outfit. He was wearing a red collared shirt and khaki pants with way too many pockets, along with shiny red sneakers that looked like they would squeak every single time Niall walked. Harry didn't have the heart to tell his friend that he looked absolutely ridiculous, so he bit the inside of his cheek and tried to think of something to say without coming off rude.