focus | evak & larry

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Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.

Live in the moment, and have fun.

Isak rolled his eyes as he scrolled through a bunch of texts from his old childhood friend, Jonas. He usually sends him tons of 'inspirational' quotes and for some reason, Isak forgot to open them for three days straight.

"Hey man, you there?" Harry gently asks while tapping his shoulder which brought Isak back to reality.

He looked up and nodded as slipped his phone back in his pocket, "Yeah, sorry. Dosed out for a second," He said sheepishly.

It was their last day until summer and the halls were filled with students, looking forward for the last bells. Everyone was scrambling, either cleaning their lockers, or turning in their last requirements.

Harry returned a gentle, understanding smile and asks, "All aces. You going to the party later?"

Isak groaned, "No. I can't, I have to assist my mom in this photoshoot event at the park," He pouts, "Such a bummer,"

The other lad just chuckles, "Don't think you'll be missing out though, everyone's just gonna be high and drunk as fuck,"

Isak nods his head and chuckles with him since that's basically what happens every time they go to a party, "Sorry for leaving you alone though," He says honestly, guilt lingering at his tone.

"It's fine. Lou's gonna go with me any way," Harry said in a quiet voice while his cheeks slowly tinted to a bright shade of pink. Isak snapped his neck and sent him a confused look.

"Louis? As in 'the' Louis Tomlinson?" Isak asks in disbelief, Harry nods while slowly smiling, "Fy faen? What, where, how, and when did all this happen?"

Harry just shrugs and grinned like a fool, "It's not like we're a thing. He just asked me to go, like– like a bro thing."

"Sure, bro thing." Isak rolled his eyes, "You like him though."

Harry stops in his tracks and his eyes go wide as he glares at Isak, "Don't say that out loud! People might hear."

Isak's smile just grows bigger and he wiggles his eyebrows, "But it's true! Isn't he so lovely? So manly!" He says in a high pitched tone, imitating Harry's drunk state a few nights prior.

"Stop teasing me. You're annoying." Harry softly nudges Isak's shoulder and fondly smiles. He stops walking and sees they're infront of his last class, Art.

"Well, I have to go," Harry says while walking towards the door, "Text me later okay?"

Isak just smiles, "Okay mom!" He says in an exaggerated high-pitched tone. He rolls his eyes as he leave for his last Biology class.

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"Isak, baby. Aren't you gonna answer that?" His mom, Sarah, asks as his phone rings for the eight time.

Isak groans and mentally curses at Niall. Probably drunk calling again. He sets the tripod on the ground and gets his phone from his pocket. He sees his screen and realizes it was an unknown number.

He shrugs and decides to answer it on the fifth ring, "Hey, who's this?" He asks. He hears laughter and hoots from the other end of the line.

"Heeeey! It's Harreh. You didn't text me earlier," Harry says and Isak can actually hear the pout in his voice.

"I did. I even told you to have a good time. Seems like you're having fun," Isak says while a fond smile was appearing on his face. He loves Harry, he really does.