idfc // zarry

Tra La La

Harry: *sitting on the couch flipping through the channels watching TV*

Zayn: *barges in the living room with his phone in his hands and waves it in Harry's face frantically* HARRY??!

Harry: *gets startled and the remote falls from his hands, eyes widen comically*

Zayn: WHY DIDN'T YOU TEXT ME BACK?!?

Harry: what do you mean?

Zayn: I TEXTED YOU AND YOU DIDN'T TEXT ME BACK-

Harry: but I didn't get any text and besides we're in the same house I-

Zayn: don't lie TO ME. I LITERALLY TRA LA LA'D YOUR DINGDINGDONG LAST NIGHT AND THIS IS HOW YOU TREAT ME

*Louis enters the living room*

Louis: Zayn what happened? Harr-

Harry: Thank god Lou you're her-

Zayn: Louis I SENT HIM A TEXT AND HE DIDN'T TEXT BACK!!

Louis: OH HARRY YOU MOTHERFU-

*Niall barges in*

Niall: Guys what the hell why are you all shouting?!?

Harry: oh GOD NIALL FINALLY I-

Louis: guess WHAT? Zayn texted Harry AND HARRY DIDN'T FUCKING TEXT BACK-

Niall: oh HARRY YOU FUCKER HOW DARE YOU-

*Liam comes in running*

Liam: What the fuck is happening down here?

Harry: oh LIAM please, please thank god you're here help m-

Niall: Harry didn't FUCKING TEXT BACK ZAYN, LIAM. THAT'S WHAT-

Liam: YOU DICKHEAD WHY WOULD YOU-

Louis: I fucking KNOW RIGHT-

Niall: How THE FUCK COULD YOU what is wrong with you-

Zayn: I CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE YOU-

Harry: *when you try your best but you don't succeed- starts playing in his head*