Doesn't mean anything

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Matty's POV

"Matty!" Someone was yelling at me from downstairs. I grunted a response but they were not satisfied and Luke's head appeared at my bedroom door.

"Dude Pizza is here and i need money." He said casually

"Your a shit." I groaned climbing out of my bed and following him downstairs with a few notes in my hand. I handed it over to the young guy and grabbed the 4 boxes before Luke could.

"Matty's now." I said, walking into the kitchen.

"Your a shit." He said smugly

"Touche." I replied, he laughed, grabbing a box off the pile and taking a seat on the bench. George and Harry then appeared, obviously attracted by the smell of pizza.

"What no Kat? I thought she lived here now?" I teased Harry, pretending to look behind him. Kat, his, get this, girlfriend, had been here 24/7 for the past two weeks. They just stayed either in his room fucking or talking, but they also went out to like the movies and shit. Two months ago, Haz would fuck any girl that came into his area and didnt even know what the words 'girlfriend' or 'relationship' meant. But he seems genuinly happy and it has honestly surprised us so much. Luke the most i think. He always did what his big brother did. Harry was...an asshole basically. He knew he was hot, he knew everyone wanted to either be him or fuck him, and until Kat he was content with that. People bought him drinks at the bar. People stayed up for him, waited for him. and he loved it. But now he loves her.

"Very funny." He smiled, looking please with himself.

"What is it with her? Do you love her?" George piped up, mouth full of meat lovers pizza

Harry shrugged. "I don't even know what love is, but..." He shrugged, fighting a smile, " She is definetly different." Fuck, he was blushing like a fucking school girl. Luke threw his pizza crust at him while i raised my head up to the ceiling, "Dear God help this younge man to sort out his life and realise a good thing when he sees it...And to also see that he is whipped as fuck."

He scoffed, laughing hard before going to say something else but changing his mind. "What about you Matthew? You and Harper?"

"What about me and Harper?"

"What are you two?" George asked

"Me and Harper...where do i start." I faked excitment. "We are just friends." I finished drily.

"Bull shit." Harry said confidently.

"Oh, do you dissagree?"

He looked at me like i was retarded. "Aren't you two fucking?"

I nodded, looking at him confused. "Doesnt mean anything though." I shurgged it off.

"You're such a fuck wit." Harry said genuinly disguested. Luke shook his head at my words.

"Luke fuck off. What about the shit you did to Steph huh? How is that any worse?"

He tensed up, swalling his bite of pizza aggressivly. "Don't talk about her." He said coldly.

"Why?" Harry pushed. "What did she do that was so bad? So what she was a virgin until you. So what she doesnt smoke. What did she do to piss you off so much that you can't even hear her name?"

His jaw tensed as he looked down at the ground. "She shouldnt have let me take it. It should have been someone who wanted it. Someone who cared." Now it was my turn to be pissed off but George spoke up. My big brother, the big gentle giant, finally cared enough to speak up.

"But you did take it Luke. You screwed her then dumped her on the stairs just like you did with Amy. Exactly the same. She was even wearing one of your fucking shirts and crying her eyes out." He snapped, looking Luke dead in the eyes.

Harry and I looked at each other, impressed with the life in Georges voice but Luke took another aproach. Jumping out off the bench and connecting his fist with Big G's face. Chairs scattered and pizza was wasted but Harry and i quickly snapped into motion, pulling them apart.

"Everyone shut the fuck up." I said, tired from moving so fast with a full stomach. "We are all messed as fuck alright. We all screw girls we shouldnt, we dont care about shit that we should and with the exception of Curly, we don't even know what a girlfriend is. But we gotta be dicks together." I sighed, sitting back down after Luke had nodded his head at George, signalling forgiveness. Just to make sure, George rolled up for Luke, handing him the thin ciggarrete. Luke took it, lightly punching G's shoulder. Ahh peace has returned. Harry and I decided to go out and hit the gym while giving the blondies the job of cleaning the pizza off the floor.

But while driving it occured to us that gym on a full stomach of pizza wasnt necessary, so instead we headed over to the girls flat. I hadnt been there before and Harper and I didnt really talk about that sort of thing so i didnt know what to excpect. But a fucking top floor penthouse was not it. 

Harry pressed the buzzer and after a few minutes Harper's groggy voice said hello.

"Hey, it's harry and Matty. Is kat there?"

"Umm, i'll just check...KAAAAAT." She yelled, forgetting to unclick the buttun and making us both flinch. "WHAT?" Kat yelled back. Then the buzzer clicked off before back on. "fucking hell...how does this work...what does-" It went off again. I looked at Matty, laughing. A few seconds later it came back on. 

"Hello?" It was Kat.

"Um, It's Matty and harry. Can we come up?" Harry said

She laughed. "Of course, i'll buzz you up." 

We climbed the stairs, and Harry asked why i was smiling. I hadnt realised I was but i was thinking about the fact that Harps would have only just woken up and would be in her PJ's looking sleepy and really fucking hot. 

"I'm not smiling." I snapped.

"No, of course not. Matty doesnt smile ever." He mocked. He knew and i hate him for knowing.

Kat opened the door and immedntly jumped into Harry's arms.

"Gross." Harper said bluntly from behind them. I looked at her. Just like i thought. Grey trackies and short white t shirt. Black fluffy socks and messy hair. God she was hot. 

She caught me staring and ran a hand through her hair, looking down. "You look really hot." I whispered as i walked past her. She looked sad by what i had said and i grabbed her arm, holding her back.

"Hey, whats up? I know you hate compliments but..."

"It's nothing." She smiled, kissing my cheek and walking inside. Hmm, maybe i imagined it. 

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