friends

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ik i kinda said it was winter before and it is, just pretend that you can go to the beach even if it's winter thank you🥰🥰

harry didn't fall alseep until 7 am. after drinking both of the beers and some whiskey he found standing on the counter.

so he woke up to niall shaking him and shouting his name. harry didn't want to wake up. he just wanted to disappear forever. so he just pushed his face against the couch pillow and didn't answer niall.

niall decided to walk away, and later came back with something that smelled like coffee, honestly, harrys hung over ass didn't want coffee right now, but he loved the smell ( even though he loved the smell of tea even more because it reminded him of louis ). he slowly turned over and groaned just to see nialls grinning face right above his face, holding the cup of coffee over his; well, the thing between his legs, his penis.

" sit up or ill spill this over you " he giggled and started to bend the cup so the coffee started to move in the little white cup.

" calm down, just- " harry sat up, feeling his whole body melt into a mess and he grabbed he cup with his sloppy hands and put it on the table beside him.

" morning, sunshine " niall smiled, his cute little baby smile, he really was a baby, both the way he acted and looked. no tattoos, baby blonde dyed hair and no beard just a smooth baby chin.

" where are the other ones? " harry asked, looking around the room and also saw the time, it was 2 am, oh. he also noticed that someone moved his whiskey.

" and where's my whiskey? " he said angrily feeling something boil inside of him, why could no one ever just let him be?

niall sighed.

" the boys are eating lunch, we were planning on going to the beach later, you coming? " harry shook his head, first of all, he didn't want to see louis, and second, he was way too hung over for that.

" come on! "

" no, sorry niall, i'm too tired... " niall searched over his face but then nodded.

" fine, you stay here, all alone, but do not drink anything, there isn't anything for you to drink anyways " niall looked strictly at harry like he was some kind of teacher telling their student that he wasn't allowed to tap the pen on the table or some shit. harry was sicking tired of everyone and everything.

harry clenched his jaw, but forced a nod staring down at the now empty table.

" you go have fun with them, i'll be okay " he said, trying to making himself believe in what he said, he would be okay. it was nothing.

" you sure? "

" absolutely " harry smiled at the little baby boy, tapping his shoulder and eventually got a smile back. before he got out he checked the fridge one last time and then walked out.

now, harry was finally all alone. again. he wasn't sure it was a good thing though, being all alone. he felt like shit. he felt like he needed more to drink. he felt like he needed louis. shit. the fact that louis even kissed him back made harrys brain fucked, it had been pretty clear that he afterward regretted it, and of course he did? he had a girlfriend. but why did he even kiss him back at first? to be nice? to show some kind of sympathy? harry felt so stupid when he realised that was probably why. wow.

harry definitely needed something to drink. he stood up, took a sip of the coffee just to get some energy, and walked over to the desk, picking up the old school telephone.

" hello? "

" hey, i would like some alcohol, it doesn't really matter what it is, just something " harry could hear him trip slightly over the words, he was scared they would not give him anything since he sounded pretty drunk already. but it seemed like they didn't really care.