"Want one?" he asked and held out the pack to me.

"Um, sure."

I took a cigarette before he lit it up for me, and then put everything back into his blazer.

"So what was it all about?" I asked and he sighed, sliding down the wall so he could sit on the ground.

"He told me that he slept with Jake."

"I know."

"And that he wants to be with him."

"Wow."

"And I know I don't have any right to get mad since I'm also in a relationship and Harry and I were never official but...I don't know what to do. I can't choose between him and Eleanor."

"So you actually do love her."

"Yeah. But I also love Harry. That's my problem. I can't fucking pick one."

I bit my lip before I took another drag from the cigarette.

"Which one did you fall in love first?"

"Why does it matter?"

"Just tell me."

"Harry."

I smiled. "Then pick Eleanor."


"Why? How-"

"If you really loved Harry, you wouldn't have fallen for Eleanor."

"But it's just-Harry gets me you know? Like, he's my soulmate. I don't think I can give up on him."

"And you don't have to. You can still be friends. Jake and I are soulmates and he's gay as fuck."

"We have too much history. It would be awkward."

"It won't be if you don't make it."

"You're right." He sighed and I shivered.

"Cold?" he asked. I shrugged but nodded in the end.

He smiled and stood up, coming to sit down next to me as he placed his blazer on my shoulder.

"Thanks."

"So what about you and Niall?"

"What about me and him?"

"You don't like him?"

"No? I mean, as a friend."

"Oh."

"Why?"

"Nothing. I just thought you liked him like more than a friend."

"Niall?" I snorted. "I don't think so."

"Why not? You'd be cute together. Size difference and all."

"You and Harry have a generous amount of size difference. Height wise and maybe even penis wise, I don't know." I laughed.

"Yeah you're right, my dick is way bigger."

"Yeah, I don't know how you fit it in your pants."

"Seriously!"

"I wouldn't know."


"Eh, who knows. Maybe you will some day." He teased and I smiled, making a confused face.

"Are you hitting on me?" I joked.

"Depends. Is it working?"

I snorted. "I don't know. It's weird. You're like my brother."

"Oh yeah?"

I nodded and he smiled, eyes crinkling, before he leaned in to press his lips against mine. It took me by surprise but I continued it just for the sake of it.

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