The Pen-Pal Project (Larry Stylinson + Niam Horayne)

-Harry-

'mum, it's come to my notice that you keep asking Zayn for his number, every time he is over i may add. Please stop. He's now too scared to come over' i said to my mum as she cooked dinner,

it was thursday night, and i'd just got ready to go out. Zayn had sent me a text inviting me over. Also telling me he's scared of my mum.

'oh Harry' Mum said looking up from the saucepan. 'It's only for emergencies, incase i can't get hold of you and need to' 

'that's what you told him last time, but you wouldn't stop texting him! So he had to change his number!'

'He always replied when i did' She shrugged

'because if he didn't you'd send it again and again until he answered!' I reasoned 'Anyway, i'm going out'

'where?' she asked ignoring the first half

'i'm having a social life mum' i sighed

'yeah, about that' she smiled 'when i said that i still meant for you to be back by nine'

'mum' i sighed 'i'm eighteen'

'and still my baby boy' i groaned as she pinched my cheek.

'see you later honey' She said kissing my cheek as i walked towards the door

'Bye mum, Bye Gemma' i called through to the living room

'bye' she called back

I walked out of the door and towards zayns, he was throwing a small party. It was going to be awesome.

'Harry' Liam called, i stopped and spun around to see him jogging towards me, i smiled

'hey, Li'

'hey' he panted as we made our way to Zayn's together.

'I think my mum's been hanging out with yours for too long' i laughed, Liam groaned in response.

 'It's quite cold' Liam said after a minute as the chill hit us

'it is october' i laughed

'yeah but, it's still cold, and look at the clouds' he said pointing up, i didn't look up and looked at him raising my eyebrows at him

'Really, Liam?' i asked

'What?' he said defencivly

'Talking about the weather?' i laughed 'sinse when have you been a bad conversationalist?'

'sinse like, forever?' He said frowning

'Oh dear' I said facepalming myself

'well what can we talk about?' He asked, i raised my eyebrows at him

'i don't know' i laughed again

'Err...'

'I'm having a hard time thinking of anything to talk about, and it's your fault' I said to him

'How's it my fault?' he asked as we turned the street corner and on to zayns road.

'Because you weren’t being a great conversationalist, and when we were talking about the weather, it was boring as Gemma painting her nails!' i complained, Liam laughed, i could hear the sound of a bass, and loud music playing from zayns house

there was also a dog in the background going crazy.

'Zayn needs to turn his music down' Liam scoulded him, i chuckled

'relax dad, its one night and its only a bit of fun'

we walked through the door and stopped dead, there were about sixty people in Zayns livingroom alone. plus a lot more everywhere else.

'i thought this was meant to be a small party' Liam said in wonder

'me too' i said biting my lip

'what have i gotten myself into' Liam groaned

'Come on Li, lets head outside'