DEDICATION: Dedicated to @JoanneXDD, thank you so much for writing the Polish translation of this story—Carpe diem. (tłumaczenie)
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[Liam’s Room, Andaz West Hollywood, November 9, 2014, 8:30 pm, Intimate Talk]
(LIAM opens the door and the lights, throws the car keys on his bed and sits while HARRY finishes off the trails of cupcake on his fingers)
HARRY: “How come I didn’t know about those fancy grub? They’re really good.”
LIAM: “Told you. They were just down the lobby.”
HARRY: (lets himself fall on LIAM’S bed, stares at the ceiling) “I thought that you were making somethin’ up for me to avoid Louis.”
LIAM: (arms crossed, turns around to look at HARRY) “Well, yeah. You got me there. I did.”
HARRY: “Well then, thank you, again, Liam.” (smiles, closes his eyes)
LIAM: (messes with HARRY’S hair) “You’re welcome, lover boy.”
HARRY: “Zayn’s the only one who didn’t mess with my hair today.”
LIAM: “Well, it is pretty long, and you told Ben that you’re letting it ‘hang out for a while’?”
HARRY: “You know that we can’t tell about the contract. I had nothing else to say. We’ll be gone for good if I told him that, though I don’t like this hair anymore.” (gets his hanky off his pocket, throws it in the air and catches it). “Besides, Louis said I should cut it.”
LIAM: (pouts his lip) “And you’ll do it for him?”
HARRY: “Yeah. On his birthday.”
LIAM: “Of course.” (stands, starts to clean up his stuff from his bag) “You okay?”
HARRY: (his voice soft) “Yeah …”
LIAM: “You sure?”
HARRY: (nods, bites his lip) “Mm-hmm.”
(Long pause, LIAM finishes arranging his stuff, HARRY gets up and goes to the balcony, LIAM follows)
LIAM: “Beautiful night in L.A.”
HARRY: “It is.”
(BOTH keep quiet, letting the wind caress their faces. LIAM fights to urge to speak, but fails to do so.)
LIAM: “I’m proud of you, Harry.”
HARRY: “Hmm? Why?”
LIAM: “For … for keeping it together. A while ago, back there.”
HARRY: (weakly smiles) “Four years of training, Liam. I got it.”
LIAM: “No, you don’t. I can feel you.”
HARRY: “Feel what?”
LIAM: “You’re hurt.”
HARRY: “No, I’m not.”
LIAM: “Yes, you are.”
HARRY: “N-no …”
LIAM: “Harry, you don’t have to lie to me, alright?” (HARRY opens his mouth to speak, but closes his lips, fighting the need to cry) “Sophia’s not here.”
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carpe diem. • l. stylinson (BoyxBoy)
Fanfiction"I love you. And even though it hurts, you don't have to love me back."
