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(A/N holy fuck 4k reads im honestly shook to shit ahahaha

thank you all so much for reading! i'm surprised people are still following after all this time ahahah

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Just want to point out, this story isn't ending any time soon. I know things look bad for the boys rn, but I don't plan on ending this story any time soon so don't worry.

also i found this gif and I had to share it ahhhh they are both so fucking hot

also i found this gif and I had to share it ahhhh they are both so fucking hot

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SONGS FOR THIS CHAPTER:

don't let me go - harry styles
spaces - one direction
i fall apart - post malone
apologize - timbaland/one republic
dont forget where you belong - one direction

alright buckle up boos because this one's gonna get emotional - it's a long one so get your tissues
A/N)

Harry's POV

The ringing of what I think is Liam's phone startles me awake. The shrill tones result in a searing pain shooting through my skull, I guess that's what I get for drinking as much as I did.

I lift my head off of Louis' chest and look around to see Liam and Niall in bed with us.

"Okay, I know I was pretty tanked but I think I'd remember a four way," I say, rubbing my eyes and leaning against the headboard.

"Oh my god Haz, we just came in here to cuddle!" Niall bursts into laughter, snuggling into my side.

"Hello?" Liam finally answers the phone, rolling off of the bed.

"Yeah, we know," He hangs up on whoever it was and throws his phone on the bed.

"Chris, they're gonna be here in twenty," Liam sighs.

I hop out of bed and notice I'm wearing my shit from yesterday.

"I'm having a shower," I simply respond, making my way to the bathroom.

—-

"They're five minutes out," Niall states, reading from his phone.

"I slept on it, and I'm not going to quit on you guys," I say, looking down at my feet.

"Well we talked while you were asleep, none of us are willing to work for that guy. So either he's out or we are," Liam says, patting my shoulder and sitting next to me on the couch.

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