[H.S] Shots

How To Love Pt 5:

Chapter Five:

Harry leaned his head back, the nape of his neck resting on the back of the chair he was sat in, letting the sun beat down on his face. He closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath and letting it out in a heavy sigh. He was currently hiding out on his back deck. His phone was inside, his front door locked. If anyone called or came to his house they would think he was just busy or out. And people have been trying to do both.

He had turned his phone off mid-morning after everyone from the party the night before woke up and started spreading the gossip of the fight around. He started getting texts, some accusing him of hurting Niall because ‘how dare he get with Niall’s best friend’, others congratulating him on 'winning’ Lana, someone who many thought to be unattainable. Some took his side, saying she was a bitch and deserved every bit of his hate. He was sick of it all.

He had heard Liam calling from the front door around noon when he was in his kitchen and that’s when he decided to escape outside to the calm and peace and quiet. He had been watching the sun flicker off the water of his pool for a while before sliding on his sunglasses and relaxing in a chair, ready to pretend last night never even happened.

He knew he should probably try to contact Niall, make sure he wasn’t pissed at him for keeping his relationship with Lana from him. Niall did of course know Harry had a thing for her. He had gone to Niall, many years ago, and confessed his infatuation with the girl late one night. Lana had joined them on tour and was currently fast asleep on the other side of the room, curled up on her side of the bed that her and Niall were sharing in the hotel room. Harry was also bunking up in that room, having the other bed to himself. He had been spending more and more time with Lana and slowly felt himself gaining an attraction, more so than just physical, for her.

“Ya aren’t mad, are ya?” Harry whispered, looking over at Niall. He studied his best friends face, trying to see what he was thinking but Niall broke into a smile, much to Harry’s astonishment. Harry had been almost certain that Niall was thinking about making a move on Lana, he surely wouldn’t be met with much argument from her as she seemed heavily into Niall herself.

“H,” Niall starts, leaning over to grasp Harry’s shoulder. “if I would be okay with her being with any of me mates… it would be you.” Harry broke into a grin then, happy that Niall was alright with it.

Nothing had ever happened though. The two talked a bit after she went back home but he never told her how he felt and his feelings started to pass. Then, they decided to meet up for lunch when he got home from tour. Niall was in LA, spending some time in the states before he would be going to be with his family in Ireland. It was a few days later, sat on his couch having a deep discussion on if remakes could be better than originals when he had leaned over, his lips pressing ever so gently against hers. It wasn’t a sexual kiss by any means, it was simply lips against lips and nothing more but it had still felt so right. 

Harry could still remember the flutter he had felt in his chest when they pulled away a second later and she giggled. It was the loveliest sound he had ever heard. She had brought her hand up to cover her mouth while she grinned. He then pulled her close, her arms wrapping around his neck as his lips found hers once more. She never really ended up going home after that, except to simply to pick up some clothes or get something for work, until that night five months later it all changed.

“You gonna hide out here all day, mate?” Harry jumped, having been lost in his own Lana filled thoughts. He sits up straight in his chair, pulling his sunglasses from his face and sees Louis heading towards him, taking a seat in the chair beside him. Harry forget Louis had a spare key and could easily let himself in. Harry sighs, letting his head rest back on the seat, his sunglasses sliding back on.