Misery Loves Company (H.Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 37

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Chapter 37

I smile sadly at the nickname Harry gave me the day we went out with Lux, Lou’s daughter. Even then, he wasn’t the Harry from yesterday. 

“You know, I’ve never seen him happy like that. He likes taking care of you and he likes having you around. The circumstances may be different from, uh, normality, and I don’t think that’s what he expected when he–” he twirls a finger in the air to show everything around, as if the word ‘kidnap’ was banned, “but he really, really cares about you.” 

“I would’ve believed you a week ago, but right now this stupid thing is too tight.” The topic becomes a taboo after this and I finish my plate quietly, wishing I could have another piece of lasagna. My stomach growls with hunger but not loud enough for Liam to hear. I don’t say anything. 

Liam is typing something on his phone when I finally turn to him again, but he holds a frown on his face. Then, as the device vibrates in the palm of his hand, he sighs and shakes his head lightly. The thought of him talking to one of the boys, or Harry even, crosses my mind briefly but I don’t dare to ask. It’s dreadfully painful to wonder if Harry is thinking about me right now but I highly doubt it. 

As Liam types, I glance around the room but nothing has changed. It looks just like my room. The post-its on the best post catch my attention but I quickly look away. Their words bring back too many memories that my mind can’t handle right now. So I turn back to Liam, who is still frowning. “How was the week, by the way?”

He looks up and smiles widely. “Awesome. We recorded two new songs for the album, one of them that is going to be a single by the end of the summer, and it’s just so awesome. We already have a new single coming out for the movie and we’ll be recording even more on the road. I’ll let you hear it when it’s ready. It’s sick.”

I was told a little bit about the movie, a documentary on One Direction that will be filmed during the door, but I wasn’t told much. Harry would talk about it here and there but he wouldn’t elaborate. “Isn’t going to be weird being filmed all the time?” 

“Not really,” he says, bringing his knee on the bed and twisting his body towards me. “I mean, yes because you literally hardly have any privacy, but the producers know what to film and what not. They won’t film us if we’re having a bad day or if we’re with our girlfriends. And we got used to it when we were on the X-Factor, there were cameras around twenty-four seven. It’s just weird for the people around, they sometimes complain like ‘No, take the camera off of me now!’” 

A short giggle leaves my lips at his impression of a small voice. “Does it ever get boring on the road? Like, being surrounded by paps and fans all the time so you can’t do anything?”

“Yeah, but I mean, we always have each other. Believe me, the things we can do when we’re all together makes it impossible to get bored. Harry is always cracking jokes and pranking people. He just runs around and shouts random things, always there to make us laugh. Then there’s Louis who just, he’s never sad, you know? Him and Harry together are uncontrollable, even if most pranks are played on one another. Zayn is quiet but at the same time, you can’t be bored in a conversation with him. And he’s my X-Box partner. And well, Niall is Niall. He’s Irish, so you can’t be bored with that, can you?”

The smile on Liam’s face is undoubtedly the most genuine smile I’ve ever seen. His description of the boys give me a complete other perspective, especially on Louis. I wish I could have the chance to know them like he does, but I haven’t been as lucky. “And what are you? The bad boy?”