Love In A Hopeless Place {Narry}

Chapter 2

Harry's POV

I woke up to the annoying ringing of my phone.

"Eh, hello?" I answered with my raspy morning voice.

"Harry. Can you come over?" Zayn on the other line asked me.

"Why?" I yawned out.

"My car won't start and I need your help... please?"

"Fine, let me wake up first." I say, pushing the warm covers off my body and standing up.

"Great! Thank you Harry!"  Zayn says, then the line goes dead.

I fully stand up and stretch out my sore muscles. I grab my phone from the nightstand and check the time. 8:45, it read. I walk to the bathroom and turn on the hot water, later adding a little cold water for the right temp. I pee first then fully take off my pajama bottoms and boxers, stepping into the steamy cubicle. Warm water droplets pelt my sore muscles. I wash my hair with some shampoo that smells like grapes, then wash my body with the bar of soap. Finally, I turn off the shower and step out to a cold breeze. I shiver and dry my curls with the white fluffy towel then wrap it around my body. I walk back to my room and put on some black boxers, then some black skinny jeans, a white T shirt, and then my socks. I leave my room and go to the kitchen for some food... cereal sounds nice. I quickly eat that and walk over to the front door to put on my snow boots and extremely warm/big coat. With my coffee in hand, I leave my cottage and head over to Zayn and Louis' house.

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After everything was settled, I stand in front of Zayn's purple jeep trying to figure out what the hell is wrong with it. I honestly have no clue, but I don't want to look like a complete idiot, so I don't say anything.

"Have you figured it out?" Louis ask me for the 50th time. I sigh.

"No Louis, I haven't. Now please shut up." I tell him.

"Sorry, sorry. Geez Haz, you need to get laid or something. You haven't got laid since you were 16." He says, taking a sip of his hot chocolate.

"18, you idiot! 16 was when I got that girl pregnant." Yeah, I have a 4 year old son, but he's away at my mothers in Cheshire. The mother of him is a real bitch, so I kept him.

"Oh yeah! Speaking of which, when am I going to see little Nathan again? I miss him." Louis says.

"In 1 week, now calm down. I almost got this figured out!" I say, excitedly.

"Great, I'll go get Zaynie!" He cheers, running off.

I figured this damn jeep out, and now all Zayn needs to do is start her up.

"So it's fixed?" Zayn ask, crunching through the snow over to me.

"Yeah, all you need to do, is start it." I say, backing away from the jeep.

He hops in the driver seat and starts the engine, luckily it started.

"Cheers mate! Thanks!" Zayn says happily, in which Louis runs over to Zayn and plops his big arse on Zayn's lap. Zayn grinning big and kissing behind his ear. I think I'm gonna be sick.

"I think I'm gonna be sick." I joke with them and pretend to gag. They roll their eyes and get out of the jeep.

"Well Harry, do you want to stay? I'm barbecuing tonight." Zayn says, wrapping his arms around Louis' waist, who is in front of him so they waddle inside, me following behind.

"Yeah, sure. I don't have anything better to do." I chuckle, taking my boots and coat off by their door.

"Great." Louis says, turning in Zayn's hold to get on his tippy toes and give him a big, loud smacking, kiss on his lips and then wanders upstairs. Zayn sighs dreamily, looking at the stairs Louis just went up, then turns to me.

"Haz, how did I get so fucking lucky?" He ask, but sounds more like a statement.

I chuckle and sit down on the green couch, turning on the t.v.

"In today's news... country/pop singer Taylor Swift, gets angry at the teen heart throb Niall Horan. What did this teen hotty do to Taylor? More on this news, right after the break..."

"Louis! The news is talking about Niall!" Zayn shouts. A few seconds later, Louis comes running down the stairs with his teddy bear tucked to his chest... what a baby.

"What did they say? Does he have a boyfriend already? Is it Harry? What did they say!" Louis screams, running around the living.

"Calm down babe, they're about to say." Zayn says, grabbing Louis by his waiste and pulling him down to his lap.

"And we're back! So why is Taylor so mad at Niall? Well, in a recent interveiw with Niall Horan, we asked the pop teen sensation what he thinks of a few artist. He spilled that he does not like Taylor Swift at all! Here's a small part of the interveiw..."

The t.v. shows Niall and the interviewer... damn Niall, why you so sexy?

"Interviewer: So what are your thoughts on Taylor Swift?
Niall: I don't like her at all.
Interviewer: And why is that?
Niall: Well she's a total slut! She'll date a guy, then dump him just to make a hit song. And she's homophobic. When I came out, and I'm glad I did, she tweeted me saying, '@NiallOfficial is a nasty cock-sucking bastard!  Don't listen to the faggot.' She is the perfect definition of a bitch."

Go Niall!

"And there you have it, drama in the celebrity world-" Louis cuts off the t.v.

"Told you guys Taylor Swift is a bitch." Louis says.

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So there's chapter 2! Hope you liked it! Comment, Vote, etc... ♥♥