"Lou?" Harry shouted through the house, unable to find Louis in such a big home.
"Louis?"
"In here!" Louis called back from the store cupboard, baffling Harry.
Harry ran up the stairs, seeing Louis shuffling around in the store cupboard.
"What'cha doing in here?"
"Have you seen my black vans?" Louis turned around.
"Last time I saw them, they were on your feet."
"I can't find them anywhere ugh! I have no idea where I put them." Louis groaned in frustration.
"Baby brain hey?" Harry laughed.
"You have no idea. I really want to find them."
"Well lets find them together huh?" Harry smiled, helping Louis out of the store cupboard.
Louis nodded, closing the door behind him and sighing.
"Can you remember where you last put them?"
"On the floor by the coffee table, I'm sure of it."
Harry nodded, jogging down the stairs to check by the table - no luck.
So he tipped the whole living room upside down, checking under sofas, chairs, rugs, everywhere. Louis decided to look up stairs, but still no luck.
"Lou! Lou I found them!" Louis heard Harry calling from the kitchen, so he went to check.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Louis wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, taking the small pair of vans into his arms after.
"Where were they?" Louis questioned.
"Under the boxes. No idea how they got there."
"Me neither. Maybe I'm going crazy." Louis said casually, causing Harry to laugh.
"I don't think so love, maybe a ghost is moving your stuff." He teased.
"Come to think of it..." Louis played back, putting his shoes in the shoe cupboard for save measures.
"So I was thinking..." Louis walked to the living room, Harry trailing behind him. "About date night..."
"Ehhh about tonight Lou, I can't."
"What do you mean you can't?"
"Niall just got into town, so were gonna go for a few beers, catch up and all that."
"Do you have to?" Louis pouted.
"I'm sorry love, I'll make it up to you."
"But..."
"Niall would never ever go for me, he'd rather jump in front of a bus, and vice verse okay. You have nothing to worry about."
"Please don't jump in front of a bus." Louis tried to hide his smile as he spoke.
"Never. But honestly, you have nothing to worry about."
"You're sure?"
"100%. Help me pick an outfit though?" Harry suggested, knowing Louis loved to pick his clothes.
"I don't know...."
"Louis Tomlinson. Will you do me such an honour, as to suggest the outfit I shall require tonight?" Harry bowed at the end, gesturing for Louis to take his hand as if he were asking for him to dance.
"How could I refuse?" Louis playfully rolled his eyes, taking Harry's hand as he lead him upstairs to the bedroom.
"Black jeans?"
"Like you ever wear anything different" Louis teased Harry.
Harry ignored his comment, throwing a few shirts on the bed. "Blue, white, white with black stripes, or red stripes?"
"I like the white." Louis hummed.
"What about the blue?"
"No, no way it doesn't look right with those jeans."
"Alright Mr. fashion police. So white it is?"
"Definitely white." Louis nodded in agreement.
He really didn't want Harry to go out. He was always paranoid that Harry would find someone better than him, or the paps would be making up stories about him. Down side to having a kinda famous model boyfriend- the paps.
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"Styles! We heard you're gonna be a father? Any comment?"
"Harry any comment on the baby?"
"Mr. Styles arriving at the club! Is he cheating already?"
Harry usually ignored any rude comments, but today he was feeling the need to shut everyone up. So, he stopped in his tracks, and turned to the pap who shouted the last comment.
"Mr. Styles, is arriving at the club to meet his old friend, not to cheat on his boyfriend." He mocked the guy, turning around on his heels and entering the club.
The flashes died down, and after around 10 minutes Niall entered the club like any other person, no paps or cameras.
"Harry! Buddy nice to see ya!" Niall engulfed Harry into a friendly hug, patting his back as they sat down.
After ordering their drinks, and Harry having the waitress bring top ups when needed, the paps were finally gone and Harry could relax.
"So hows Louis and the little one?" Niall asked.
"They're both perfectly healthy, after a rough patch, I'm relieved actually."
"Got a name yet?"
"Lily." Harry smiled contently.
"Uncle Niall's gonna teach her the arts of golf."
Harry laughed, "Uncle Niall will do no thing."
"A few rounds wont hurt her."
"You'll corrupt her, no way."
"You'll have her prancing around doing ballet, its only fair her sport is balanced."
"Since when did you become so worried about a kids sport balance?" Harry chuckled at his friend.
"Since my best friend announced he was gonna be a daddy. I was shocked."
"Not as shocked as me, believe me, I wanted to run for the hills at first."
"Really?"
Harry sighed, "yeah, but as soppy as it sounds, I took one look at Lou and the pregnancy test, and I knew it's what I wanted."
"God you're becoming a sap in your old age." Niall slapped Harry's shoulder. "Its a good thing though, you and Louis make a perfect pair."
"You really think? We've been through so much shit already, and everything is so intense and fast with us, kinda scary when I stop and think about it actually."
Niall was the only person Harry would admit these thing too. No matter what he had done, or any thing he said to Niall, Niall would never judge him.
"How long you two actually been together then?"
"Around a year and a half maybe."
"These days, thats a long time buddy. You're sure you love him though?"
"More than i've ever loved anyone."
"More than Rebek-"
"More than anyone in the world Niall." Harry said seriously, avoiding the topic.
"If you're gonna be grouchy, we're gonna need more beer." Niall stood up, walking to the bar avoiding Harry's stare.
Niall came back shortly with a mixture of beers and spirits, making Harry sigh.
"Niall I really don't think we should-"
"Oh shut up whining, you're getting old before your time." Niall lifted up a shot glass, sliding one across to Harry.
Harry tried to keep a straight face, but when Niall physically pushed the glass into Harry's hand, Harry couldn't help but laugh. He picked up the shot glass, and on Niall's count of three, the contents was gone.
A few shots later, and they were giggling together like school boys.
"And that one time you tried to climb the lamp post and fell!" Niall slapped his hand on the table, laughing.
"I'm telling you, 24 hours in A&E with a broken ankle and a shoe full of puke is not good."
"Nearly as funny as the time Mrs. Anderson chased you with her walking stick for kicking the flower heads off her flowers!" Niall burst out laughing at the memory, Harry laughing with him.
"She still hates me for that." Harry chuckled as he drank the remaining contents of his beer.
"Oi oi love! Another round over here!" He slurred as he shouted the young girl over.
"Same again?" She questioned.
"He has a boyfriend" Niall announced loudly as he noticed the girl eyeing up Harry.
"And he has a girlfriend" Harry motioned his head towards Niall.
"Nah ah. Not anymore."
The young girl rolled her eyes at the drunken pair, going off to get their drinks.
"Man what happened? You never mentioned this!" Harry slung his arm around Niall's shoulders.
"She loves someone else. Would be selfish of me to stop her from going after him." Niall shrugged.
"Dude you love her though."
"Exactly why were here, to get me a distraction from my broken heart."
"I'm not so sure-"
This time it was a different girl bringing their drinks over. The girl placed the drinks in front of the pair, watching as Harry grabbed the shot glasses.
"You're Harry Styles right?" She questioned as he drunk another shot with Niall.
"The one and only."
"I love your shoots! Especially the Calvin Klein one." She squeaked.
"So does my boyfriend." Harry slurred, lifting up his pint of beer which was spilling on his clothes.
"I wasn't trying t-"
"This one over here is single though" Harry pointed to Niall as he sipped the beer.
The young girl rolled her eyes, walking off swiftly.
"Am I really that bad?" Niall pouted.
"She's just after 5 minutes of fame."
"I'm gonna need to up my game."
"Get your dancing shoes on buddy, i'll wingman."
Niall laughed as Harry chugged the rest of the beer, pulling the blonde lad to the dance floor.
A few drinks later, and a lot of dancing later, Niall found himself dancing with a brunette girl happily. As for Harry, Harry was watching his friend have a good time from a bar stool.
He turned towards the girl behind the bar, asking for another drink as he laughed at Niall's bad dancing.
"Successful wingmaning I see?" The blonde girl laughed as she passed Harry his drink.
"Hopefully. We'll see."
"She was in the same class as me at college, she's actually really nice." The girl smiled.
"Yeah? What's her name?"
"Jade."
"Jade...hmm." Harry smiled as he watched the pair.
"So, you're here alone now then?"
"Suppose you could say that."
"You bored yet?"
"Besides the alcohol, yes."
"I get off shift in a few, wanna dance?"
"Lou wouldn't like that." Harry slurred again, completely and utterly drunk.
"Lou? She your girlfriend?"
"Nooo silly" Harry smiled goofily.
"I'm most definitely not serving you anymore alcohol, you're way too drunk." The girl laughed.
"Not drunk." Harry slurred as he laughed, leaning against the bar.
"Sooo drunk, like really drunk."
"Sooo not drunk." Harry replied back sing songily.
"Wait right there." The girl smiled, swapping placed with another young girl, and walking around the other side to Harry.
She stood in front of him, placing her arms around his neck in an attempt to get his attention, as he stared blankly around her.
"Uh...oh no." Harry shoved her hands away.
"What? Wait oh god no-"
"I'm gonna puke." Harry pushed her away, rushing to the toilets.
A few minutes later he came back, his head feeling fuzzy as he frowned at the blonde girl who tried to hold his hand this time.
"Niall." Is alls he said as he shoved her hand away, pushing his way through all of the sweaty bodies.
He found Niall, so proceeded to tug his arm until he turned around.
"Harrrrrrry! How's it going? This is Harry!" Niall pulled Harry in by his shoulders to the crowd of people he was dancing with.
"Hi-Niall we gotta go" Harry stammered.
"What why? I'm not done here."
"My head fucking hurts."
"Aaaah thats because you're not dancing!" Niall slurred just as much, pulling Harry by his arm.
"Niallllll! Niall I'm going."
"I wanna stay."
"I wanna go."
"Mate cmon lets stay."
"You stay then Niall. I need to go." Harry pulled his friend in for a hug, and Niall accepted that Harry was leaving.
"Alright, but call me tomorrow for hang over brunch okay."
"I will." Harry smiled as he said goodbye and walked to the front of the club swaying.
"Hey! Wait!"
Harry turned around to see the blonde girl, in which he carried on walking with his head down.
As he got outside, he was met with flashing lights, making his head hurt more. He stumbled through the paps, not noticing the blonde girl grabbing his arm and following him into the taxi.
He was relived when the flashing stopped and he recited his address to the driver.
"22 Cloverfield road first please." The blonde girl spoke, startling Harry and making him rub his eyes, getting rid of the fuzzyness.
"What the fuck are you doing in here?"
"I forgot my purse today so needed a ride."
"And you chose me because...?"
"Don't think I don't know who you are." The girl sighed.
"Who am I?" Harry said almost smugly.
"You're Harry Styles. You have enough money to pay for my ride too."
"Oh so you think I'm rich now?"
"I know you're rich. And drunk" she added.
Harry pouted and sunk in his seat, ignoring her the rest of the way. The taxi came to a stop outside a door, and the girl smiled, Harry was half asleep on the seat. She pulled out a pen and paper from her bag.
Thanks for the ride,
Hope 'Lou' doesn't tell you off for being in such a state.
- Lexi xox
She stuffed it into his jacket pocket, thanking the taxi driver and getting out of the car.
"Hey dude, wake up." Harry was shaken awake by a man.
"Uh...right...how much?"
"£24"
"No way was my ride that expensive."
"You paid for a girls ride too." The driver reminded him.
Harry had no clue what he was talking about, but he handed the money over regardless and got out of the car. He swayed up to the door, managing to unlock it and lock it behind him.
He kicked off his shoes somewhere in the hallway, and found his way upstairs to the bedroom. He quietly took of his clothes, washed his face and brushed his teeth before stumbling over his own feet.
Louis jumped awake at a loud bang, seeing the hallway light on. He rubbed his eyes, climbing out of bed to find Harry lifting himself up off the floor.
"Harry?"
"Louuuuuuuubear" he slurred as he stood up.
"I missed you Louuuu."
"Eh yeah you're drunk, lets get you to bed hm?"
"No Lou. No bed."
"Yes Harry, bed." Louis said as he dragged Harry to the bedroom.
"Bed with Loulou." Harry smiled goofily again.
"Yes, and Lou's gonna sleep."
"Lou's got an attitudeeee." Harry sang.
"Lou doesn't care." Louis rolled his eyes, climbing into bed without Harry.
A few minutes later, he felt Harry crouched down in front of him at the bed side. He opened his eyes, seeing Harry staring at him.
"What now Harry? I'm tired."
"You look pretty when you sleep."
"Thanks. I'm about to sleep some more now soooo..."
"Sleep little kitten" Harry patted Louis' head as he remained at the side of the bed.
Louis couldn't help it, so he giggled, closing his eyes again in an attempt to sleep. Only minutes later, he felt Harry touch his eyelashes lightly, so he opened his eyes again to a staring Harry.
"Harry please go to sleep."
"Such pretty eyelashes Lou."
"Harry if you haven't forgotten, I have a hospital appointment tomorrow."
"Are you sick?"
"I'm pregnant Harry. Pregnant."
"Ohhhh there's a little bean in there, I remember" Harry pulled the cover off Louis' legs, revealing the bump.
"Yes Harry, your little bean." Louis rolled his eyes.
"Beaaaaan? Bean can you hear me?" Harry put his ear to the bump but quickly jumped back. "Bean kicked me!" He pouted.
Louis really wanted to sleep, but he couldn't help but laugh at Harry's drunken state.
"Sleep please Haz." Louis asked softly, to which Harry sighed and got into bed.
Louis pulled the covers over them, facing away from Harry and closing his eyes again. Just when he thought he could drift off he heard Harry speak.
"What happened to the frogs car when it broke down?"
Louis rolled his eyes, replying "I don't know Harry."
Harry broke out into a grin, laughing a little before replying "It got toad away" and laughing more.
Louis held in his laugh, not giving Harry the satisfaction.
"I need to pee." Harry announced loudly as he stood up, pulling the cover with him making Louis groan.
After a minute, Harry came back, holding a piece of paper.
"What does this say?" Harry shoved the paper in front of Louis face.
Thanks for the ride,
Hope 'Lou' doesn't tell you off for being in such a state.
- Lexi xox
Louis read out. "Harry what the fuck?"
"Uhhhhh....oh! I remember. She works there and forgot her purse so I shared a taxi and paid." Harry nodded, satisfied with his answer.
"And thats all?"
"Yep. She mentioned you Lou, she knew about you. See." Harry pointed at Louis' name on the note.
"Yeah...sure she did."
Harry frowned, throwing the note and grabbing Louis in his arms.
"Don't think silly things. I love you Loulou." He slurred sleepily.
"I know."
"I love you a lot. Lots and lots like jelly tots." Harry smiled, placing a kiss to Louis' shoulder.
"And I lo-" Louis stopped mid way, only to hear soft breathes coming from Harry's lips.
He smiled, finally snuggling down into Harry's arms, and within minutes - sleep came.