"Me?" Louis says, smirk audible in his voice. "What should't be missing for good sex, then" Zayn muses, pulling out a pack of cigarettes, before he apparently realises that they are in an airport and puts it away again. They do stand alone, but they talk loud enough for the whole group to be able to listen to their conversation, because they think everybody finds them hilarious. They're both in Harry's ancient history lecture, and as far as he knows, take drama as well. Tomlinson's best friend, who's only a little less annoying, and, yes, Harry admits, just as attractive. And yeah okay maybe Harry can't extremely blame him for thinking everybody fancies him, because quite literally everyone in their lecture class does, apparently.īut he stands alone, leaning against a column in the giant room that is the main hall of London Heathrow airport, where all the students of the class currently die of boredom, because professor Corden takes incredibly long to figure everything out with their luggage and boarding passes.Īlone, not really. He always needs to have people's eyes on him, thinks he's so funny and that everyone's on their knees for him. The most annoying lad Harry has ever come across. Harry makes a short disgusted noise, eyes involuntarily finding the man of the spotlight.
"You can spend some time with your favorite lad, Tomlinson guy" You want to join the mile high club or what?" You said only yesterday that I need to get laid" "I know, H" Niall says slowly, as if he's talking to a child. "But Niall" Harry whines, letting his forehead fall against his "best friend's" shoulder. "I'm sorry, mate, but she's in a group of three, meaning one of them will sit alone and I need to get to her now so that we can sit together on the plane" Niall has that apologetic smile back in place and Harry shakes his head in realisation. "Mhm" Harry makes, eyes ranking over the group of students to find the girl. "But you know that girl from our lecture class I snogged in the pub like a week ago? Amelia?" "Oh" Niall nods, snorting out a laugh at his mistake. "Yeah, I suppose you also have a great arse" Niall glances at Harry's backside. "Harry, you know that I love you more than Nando's" Niall says with an apologetic smile. I dedicate this book to TPWLarry, who helped me with the idea, the motivation that made me write this in two fucking weeks, was kind enough to stay up all night (haha) for me and answered stupid questions because sometimes I forget the easiest english words and instead of googling I was lazy and asked her.