.Someone to you. ✿ l.s.

Before the game

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And one year later, Harry's stomach still twists the same way every time he sees Louis. And boy does he see him a lot!

Since Niall made sure that Harry doesn't have any problems with his friends and that he actually likes them as much as they like him, [Harry's always a priority to Niall] he's been calling them over a lot. And Harry's practically all day with Niall, either hanging out at his own house or Niall's, they live next to each other anyway.

And it's not that he minds. He's became really close friends with all the boys. Liam's taking special care of him, allowing Niall to be his mischievous self even when Harry's around, cause it's known that Niall's overprotective of Harry. Zayn is always there as well to ask Harry whether he wants him to beat someone's ass and to teach him the funniest of things Harry thinks, like beer pong! Or at least try to teach him cause usually he's too drunk for that.
And Louis...

Louis is the one who ends up actually teaching him how to play beer pong.

But he's also so many more.

He's the one to glare at the others  when they deny to put on the flower crowns Harry made, always making sure not to miss Harry's smile after everyone's wearing them.

And Harry can't help but melt when he looks at those blue eyes, the big eyelashes hovering over them, the prominent cheekbones and those thin, delicate lips. He can't help but feel weak when he looks at all those tattoos scattered on Louis' skin, the lip piercing that's still there even though the eyebrow piercing is long gone [Niall still has his though], those biceps that Zayn once caught him drooling at and smirked but Harry quickly looked away. Harry likes to believe that Zayn thought he was thinking of something else.

And as Harry's walking down the hallway, he can't help but look at him. Cause he's right there, yeah he's flirting with someone but he does it a lot, looking as handsome as ever. And he can feel it in his guts as Louis leans in to whisper into her ear making her giggle, he's jealous.

So fucking jealous.

And he can't help but think. What do all those girls and boys, Louis flirts with have, that he doesn't?

"Harry!" He turns around smiling at Liam.

"Hey buddy, how are you feeling today?" Liam smiles, ruffling his curls.

"-am good" Harry nods softly.

"Great! We were thinking of going to the football match, we wanted to support Louis."

"Does he need our support though? That's the question." Zayn says as he stops next to Harry as well, pointing with his thumb to Louis and the girl at the other end of the hallway. "Kiddin, kidding! He does. We'll go." He adds then when Liam glares at him. Harry giggles. "Hazza you're coming right?"

"Yeah I'm coming!" Harry says excitedly and Zayn nods taking his hand in his as they walk towards their lockers.

And Harry shrugs the "Louis topic" off cause that's what he always does. Instead he focuses on what's going on now. And now he's with his friends. Liam and Zayn who are currently talking about god knows what while leading him to their lockers. But Harry doesn't listen, he prefers to think of other things. Like light purple sweaters and pink flower crowns, because Harry's a soft boy and he gets shy with people he doesn't know well, nervous when someone looks at him for more than a couple seconds. And since Zayn's holding his hand he can get lost in his own world and he happily does so, until they come to a  stop.

"I hope Louis comes back soon. I need a smoke." Zayn mumbles.

"Is it necessary Z?" Liam asks.

"Kinda. Yeah?" He gives him an apologetic look.