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THIRD PERSON P.O.V

The amount of noise, and banging coming from downstairs was enough to keep the whole neighborhood up. Harry, of course, hated everyone at the momemt. Hated everything. He buried his head under all of pillows, blankets, and he even considered hiding in between his mattresses.

He came out of the mountain of cusions and looked over at his clock that was on the bed side table. 3:28 a.m.

3:28.

"3:38 on a school day. How in the actual hell am I-" He thought rubbing his face. He was so fed up with the noise. He had a major head ache. He was definately not going to school with only a couple hours of sleeps.

He was now standing at the top of the stairs, hands on his hips and face fierious. "AYE" He shouted and the whole house stopped. The music stopped blaring. The running and thumping slowed to a stop. And everyone in the house, every pair of eyes, were on Harry.

Harry took a deep breath. "When. I said, you could throw a little party, and keep quiet. I mean, be quiet." He talked slower than usual, trying to keep his calm. "And what are you guys, and girls, doing right now?"

A guy in the crowd of people raised his hand to be called on. Everyone then looked at him, wide eyes that he would want to probably back-talk Harry while he was in the state of ripping everyone's head off. Only Shasta and Zayn knew how scary he was when he got to angry, and they learned the hard way. Harry looked at the lad with eyes of daggers.

"Yes?  Nate?" He said gritting his teeth, nostrils flaring. "What would you like to say?"

"Um." Nate slowly lowered his hand, blushing wildly as Harry called his name. Okay, so maybe Nate had a tad crush on Harry. But only a little, he would say. "We were being loud.. and keeping you up?" He looked up at Harry then down again, trying not to let anyone see that his cheeks were getting redder and redder at the moment.

But Louis noticed. Louis noticed how red Nate's cheeks were when he looked up at his boyfriend. He always knew that Nate liked Harry. Always. The way in the classes all three of them had together, how he blushed when Harry would ask his a simple question like, 'Do you have a pencil I could possibly borrow?'

Louis decided to take action and show Nate that yes, Harry is his boyfriend. Lou pushed his way through the crowd of people how just randomly showed up, with the help of Liam of course. Walking up the stairs, Louis barely caught the answer he gave Nate with an eye roll and quiet, soft scoff. "Babe, let's just go and cuddle, yeah?" He gave Harry a pout of the lips, wrapping his arms around Harry's middle.

Harry looked down at the his small, adorable boyfriend with a frown. "Lou.. as long as we are cuddling, and they are staying quiet.. I guess we could." His frown slowly fading into smile. He pecked the small boys lip, rolling his eyes as a echo of 'awh's in the background.

"And for the rest of you, I better not hear a fucking peep if you want to keep those tongues." Harry pointed a finger at most the idividuals while wrapping an arm around the boy that was cuddling into his chest. They all nodded in agreement, some scared shitless, others thinking he's joking. But no, he's not. Definately not.

Louis was watching Nate watching them, a smirk planted on his lips. He pulled Harry into the bedroom, pushing him onto the bed, and cuddled the fuck out of him.

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So there's another chapter... idek what the hell this is. (:

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