ispeakwithink
Streamers fly on the last drum roll, Harry’s heart flutters faster, and they go in for their usual group hug, and then bow. Hands are gripping shoulders, limbs are tangled, and together they smell weird, different deodorant scents and smells mixing together from their war earlier. Everyone looks so, so happy, and Harry just can’t get over the fact that this is his life now.
‘I could do this forever,’ Zayn says, and they all agree with him.
or
the boys being their stupid selves while Paul watches over them and makes sure they don't go to jail