friends

8

day three of just staying in his room, drinking out in clubs and sleeping. that was all harry was doing at the moment. but, today, he had promised zayn to go along with them to the beach. apparently eleanor wasn't going to be there today either, which zayn felt was an important thing to include, which it wasn't. harry didn't care, louis could do whatever he wanted to, that's none of his business.

" harry! come on now! " harry was actually taking a shower for the first time in a week, so they should be grateful, because he for sure knew he'd been smelling awfully of sweat and alcohol, but on the other hand, they didn't meet him much so it hadn't really mattered.

" i'm coming! " he screamed back at whoever it was calling for him. he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist, staring at himself in the mirror. just get through this day harry, you can do it, you have to go out ( partying does count ) and do something. he sighed, pulled his fingers through his curls so they bounced on his big head. he pulled a white t-shirt over his head and a pair of swimming trunks over his pretty skinny legs. great. all ready.

he went out of the bathroom and walked out to the other guys. his and louis eyes met for the first time since the night, that felt weird, so harry immediately looked away and smiled at all of them.

" let's go then! "

*

it was a warm day. the sun was warming on harrys bare back, shining in louis face, making him squeeze his eyes and peer, and making louis skin even more tanned as he laid on his stomach in the hot sand. harry watched him while he laid there, with his eyes shut and his head resting on his elbows. his skin really looked so soft, he just wanted to take louis tender hand in his and run with him into the water, feeling the cold liquid splash on their warm skins. but he couldn't. it was wrong. and louis didn't want to do it.

" i see you staring "

harry was caught off guard when he realised louis apparently didn't close his eyes all the way. louis lips tended to lift a little bit as he watched harry trying to explain himself but couldn't get any words out. harry could see how louis eyes carefully went down to harrys shitless stomach, he smiled even wider. what the fuck was he doing.

" you're so fit, harry " niall, liam and zayn were all in the water, so it was just the two of them. harry started to freak out, what was louis doing.

he could feel blood rush down his abdomen and further down. shit. louis was just laying there, smirking like an evil doll with the sun in his face, watching harry apace lay down on his side, with his back against louis.

" your back is so muscular " was he drunk? was he trying to make fun of harry for kissing him and also kissing another boy? was he making fun of harry for feeling attracted to boys too? he could hear louis giggling behind him, and all of sudden, louis was wrapping his arm around harrys waist, pulling him close to his own body. he was most definitely drunk. even though harry couldn't smell anything.

" stop " harry whimpered out and got loose from louis grip around his stomach. louis went quiet. harry couldn't turn around to see his face, because he still felt warm and hard down there, but he was probably smiling at how stupid harry was.

" i'm so sorry, i thought... i don't know i'm so sorry " he didn't sound drunk anymore, maybe he never was. harry could hear him turning around, so harry did too. he could now see louis fit back. woah.

" your butt " was all harry could get out, what an idiot. he was so whipped, louis was just trying to make fun of him and harry was just proving his point.

" my what? " louis laughed, slowly turning just his head around, using one of his hands to get the hair falling in his face, out of his face.

he was smiling widely like an idiot, but it didn't seem like he was smiling or laughing at harry but with him.