a louis to go, please! » stylinson au

5: little irish fucker

niall didn't wanted to tell harry the rest of the plan. he said that louis had to really notice him at first, he needs to comment about harry, just talk to him.

"that doesn't makes any fucking sense, niall" harry whined. "just tell me what the next steps are and we can speed it up a bit" he suggested.

but niall just gasped at this. "never in your wildest dreams, styles!" he said and shook his head in utter disappointment. harry snorted indignantly. "it still makes no sense" he mumbled and crossed his hands over his chest.

niall sighed and threw a pillow at his best friend. "stop pouting, haz" he said, but harry just threw the pillow back at niall and shook his head. "no" he said sternly and closed his eyes.

"c'mon, harry, stop it" niall started and suddenly got an idea, "i'll watch the notebook with you when you stop asking about the plan." harry opened one eye to look at niall.

"really?" he asked unsure and niall just nodded. harry jumped up and into his arms. "thank you, ni! we can start now? then we can watch another movie" harry suggested and grinned at his best friend. "i choose the second movie though" niall said and hugged him back.

harry nodded and loosened the grip around the irish boy. "i'll make popcorn, okay?" he asked and got up from his bed. harry nodded and gave niall a smile.

niall only chuckled and went downstairs. harry laid on the bed for a little while before he got up to find the dvd for his favorite movie. it was in these moments when he absolutely adored niall.

it was the little things, and watching the notebook with his best friend definitely counted. niall hated the notebook with a passion, but still watched it with harry because he knew it was making him happy.

what harry didn't knew was that niall actually started liking the movie. he would never admit it though.

ten minutes passed when niall still wasn't back. harry was now lying on his back, his head dangling from the bed. the blood was rushing into his head and it started to hurt. he huffed and attempted to get up, but fell on the floor.

"fuck" he cursed and didn't bothered getting up again. "little irish fucker can let me wait. i'll start the movie without him" he said and realized that he was talking to himself. harry blew a curl from his face and started pouting.

but he didn't started the movie. harry didn't even got up from the floor. not until niall finally came back fifteen minutes later. he nearly stepped on harry when walking in.

"jesus- you fucking cunt, what are you doing?!" niall yelled out and made sure that he didn't spilled any popcorn. "language!" maura yelled from downstairs. niall rolled his eyes. "yeah yeah!" he yelled back.

now harry got up and had to stand still for quite a few seconds because he only saw stars dancing in front of his eyes. "what were you doing?" he asked and pointed at niall.

he just shrugged. "taking a shit?" niall replied, but it sounded more like a question. harry squinted his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. "i don't belive you" he said slowly.

niall chuckled and just shrugged. "you can go downstairs and smell, i mean-" "no, no, no! fuck off, niall!" harry interrupted and turned away from niall to grab the remote.

the irish lad grinned behind harry and laid down in his bed, happily munching on his popcorn. harry started the movie and laid down next to his best friend and grabbed a handful of popcorn, knowing that if he would grab more, niall would bite him. he already had a scar.

after they were twenty minutes in, niall looked at harry, who was focused on the movie like he was watching it for the first time. "i just made a call" niall said and harry furrowed his brows, slowly turning to his best friend. "what?" he asked confused.

niall chuckled. "i said, i made a call" he repeated himself. harry shrugged and ate his last popcorn. "okay?" harry answered and turned his attention to the tv again.

they didn't talked and watched the movie in silence. harry didn't got any more popcorn, but that was nothing new to him. niall then nudged harry with his elbow.

"what?" he asked but didn't tore his gaze away from the screen. "i'm thirsty. can you get me a glass of water?" niall asked and smiled innocently. harry sighed and now did looked at his best friend. "aren't your legs working?" he asked and niall shrugged.

"i can't miss something from the movie, i didn't paid attention the last twelve times" he said and harry closed his eyes before letting out a heavy sigh. "fine" he muttered and got up from his comfortable position.

he just saw niall quickly pulling out his phone from the corner of his eyes before he left the room and headed downstairs. the tv in the living room was on and harry saw the back of maura's head.

then he went into the kitchen and reached for the top shelf and grabbed a glass. harry sighed and shook his head. he can't believe he's missing something from his favorite movie. all because niall was fucking thirsty.

he poured water in the glass when the door bell rang. he flinched and spilled some water. "fucking hell, no" he cursed quickly and quickly got a cloth.

"harry, darling, could you get the door?" maura asked from the living room. harry furrowed his brows. how on earth did she know that he was downstairs?

he didn't questioned it though and just yelled a "sure!" back. harry practically ran to the front door and opened it, revealing louis and liam in comfy clothes. louis was wearing grey sweatpants. fucking grey sweatpants.

harry gulped and awkwardly smiled. "hi?" he asked and liam pulled him into a hug. "hi, harry" he greeted and harry stepped aside to let the boys in. louis furrowed his brows and pointed at harry's face. "you're a bit pale" he said and stepped into the house.

the curly haired lad let out a breath he didn't know he was holding and closed the door. what the fuck?

niall was so going to pay for this. harry turned around and saw the two best friends standing in the hallway, kind of lost. "just go upstairs, i'll follow. you'll know which room is niall's" harry said and pointed in direction of the stairs, directly heading into the kitchen to clean up the mess he made.

this was going to be a very fun day.

hi, my mental health is literally going 📉 right now so i don't when the next chapter will come out, i'm sorry. :(
i'll edit this chapter as soon as possible cause this is a ✨mess✨.
have a great day, loves. x

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