Baby Boy ✧ Larry Stylinson

Chapter 25 - get over it

"We should all have like a double date." Niall announces while they're playing monopoly. Well, Harry and Niall. Nick is chugging down his second beer while watching some lousy football game.

"Yeah! We should!" Nick jumps to the idea before Harry even can. And what makes it worse is that he was waving his arms around, beer in hand causing beer to land all over Harry.

"Oh my god." Harry whispers and gets up, tears prickling in his eyes. Sometimes he could be really sensitive.

"Get over it." He hears Nick mutter very quietly, still taking a sip of his now half empty beer without saying sorry.

"Sorry about that Harry," Niall apologizes on Nicks behalf, standing up and leading Harry to his sink so he can shake the beer off of his hair. "I have some clothes I can give you." Niall offers.

"Yeah- uhm, please. I don't really like when beer is on my shirt." Harry responds, cupping his hands together under the faucet and gathering water, spilling it all over his head to wash the liquid out.

Niall nods and hurriedly goes to his room, Nick walking in after Niall leaves to throw away his bottle.

"Oops." Nick holds his hands up, trying to be innocent and walks out of the kitchen with a smirk.

Harry shakes his head and rolls his eyes, waiting for Niall to get back with his damn clothes so he can leave.

"Here you go." Niall enters the room and hands Harry a plain white t-shirt.

"Thanks." Harry mutters and just takes off his shirt then and there, not really caring since Niall has seen him naked many more times than he's comfortable with.

"I think- I think i'm going to go home. But you can text me the details about the double date you have in mind." Harry says, getting out his phone and going to Louis' contact, pressing call.

"Oh yeah." Niall seems disappointed that Harry is leaving so soon, looking down at the floor while ruffling his hair.

"Hello?" Louis answer from the other line and Harry sighs in relief, smiling widely now.

"Da- Louis, can you come pick me up? Only if you're done with your meeting." Harry asks, biting his tongue afterwards because he was about to say daddy.

"Sure, love, I finished a long time ago," Harry can hear rustling in the back round, Louis' probably searching for his keys. "I'm on my way."

Louis hangs up before Harry can even say anything, preferably 'I love you'.

"Louis will be here in a while . . ." Harry tells Niall, shoving his phone back into his pocket.

"Oh."

"I'm sorry, Ni." Harry sighs.

"You're leaving because of Nick right?" Niall blurts out, looking up at Harrys' green eyes cautiously.

Harry is surprised, not actually thinking Niall could, you know, confront him.

"I-yeah." Harry tells his honestly. "It's not a big deal, honestly. It's just I've been stressed out these past couple of days-"

Niall stops Harry from rambling, holing a hand up and chuckling. "It's fine, I need to teach Nick some manners anyways."

"Niall, babe, could you get me another beer?" Nick yells from the living room, probably shoving his face into crisps.

Niall yells back a 'yeah' and walks to his fridge, Harry following behind.

"You like him a lot?" Harry questions.

"Yeah, he just- treats me right, i guess." Niall blushes, getting the beer opener.

"Doesn't he ever, like, go past the limit sometimes?" Harry is genuinely curious.

"Sometimes. But, everyone deserves a second chance, right?" Niall shrugs and walks out of the kitchen, leaving Harry alone.

"How many second chances have you given him?" Harry whispers.

The doorbell rings and Harry smiles, realizing its Louis.

He walks out of the kitchen and into the living room, seeing Niall has already opened the door for him.

"Cmon Harry." Louis smiles briefly, before glaring at Nick that goes unnoticed by Harry and Niall.

"Bye Niall, text me." He hugs Niall tightly, patting his back while doing so.

Harry takes Louis' hand and they walk out of the door, leaving Niall and Nick alone.

"Why'd you want to leave so soon?" Louis asks once their in his car, placing his left hand on Harry' thigh and squeezing it.

Harry looks down at Louis' smol hands and smiles, intertwining their fingers.

"Nick spilled his beer on me." Harry mumbles and Louis' head whips toward him.

"Accident or purpose?" Louis asks, biting his lower lip

"I don't know, it was when Niall offered that we'd all go on a double date. He was drinking beer then he just spilled it on me when he yelled out 'yes'." Harry explains.

"And he didn't say sorry?"

Harry shakes his head, "He simply told me 'get over it'."

"This is why I hate people." Louis says.

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