[A/N] TAYLOR IS SO PRETTY AND TALENTED. SHE'S A QUEEN. AND I WANT PEOPLE TO STOP WRITING HER AS A MEAN CHARACTER IN LARRY BOOKS. TBH I LOSE ALL MY INTEREST AS SOON AS I FIND OUT SHE'S BEING PORTRAYED AS A BITCH. NOPE. YOU GOTTA STOP IT. SHE'S A QUEEN. PERIODT.

Boring Chapter Alert 🚨

A couple of months went by, their temporary arrangement turned out to work and every lad seemed fine with it. Though there were times when it would appear a little awkward to call each other boyfriend, but somehow it all worked out in the end. It was getting closer to Louis' birthday, Christmas and New Years and everyone was excited.

Presently, Liam, Harry and Zayn were going to Niall's to plan it all out. One more thing was Niall was growing a bit quieter these days. He would zone out and Harry was pretty sure that one time he had heard him crying in the bathroom stall, but it could be just a figment of his imagination. When they reached Niall's, they were greeted by a very delighted Maura. The house was filled with the sweet smell of sugar cookies.

"Hello, boys. Care to have some cookies?" Harry was quick to nod and follow her to the kitchen. Once they were satisfied, Zayn asked her about Niall. "He's with Louis in his room. Those boys have been there since this afternoon. I guess, studies. Because Louis came with his book bag." She rambled, not really sure about the status.

"Is- Is the room l-locked?" Harry squeaked out, looking a bit pale. And when Maura gave an unsure nod, he was thrown off the edge.

"Harry, what the fuck is going on with you?!" Liam asked with concern, "Do you need some water?" However, Zayn was just giving him a dirty look.

"I-I'm splendid!" Harry barked. "Maura, are they—

Zayn coughed loudly, shooing off Maura, saying they'll be fine from there onwards. "Harry, the fuck you were trying to imply?!"

"That there's a fat chance of her son pounding mercilessly into my innocent Louis!" Harry whisper-yelled, positively, going into a state of craziness. "And you call me creepy!" Liam spat out, throwing a disgusted look at Harry.

"Good lord, Harry, you are lewd!" Zayn grimaced. "The house seems too quiet for a couple having sex in the room!" He had to stop himself from gagging. "Also, that is so disrespectful to both Niall and Louis. Ew."

"You never know! Louis could've have been gagged." Harry huffed. "His virginity belonged to me. Belonged; past tense because that Irish bastard must've fucked him—

"Please, shut up already." Zayn looked absolutely devastated. "You are so inappropriate." However, Harry had already marched towards Niall's room and was now standing against the door with his ear attached to it. His eyebrows were furrowed with concentration. "What are you trying to achieve now?"

"I'm eavesdropping. For future purpose." Zayn pretended to gag. Even Liam was repeating Harry's action, resulting in Zayn's frown to get deepened.

"Reason why I call you a creep!"

"Shh!" Harry looked alerted, raising his brows at Liam, who gave him a nod.

'gah!'

Harry gasped and Liam looked amused. "They are doing it." He told Zayn, who huffed. "That isn't our business!" He tried to pull both Liam and Harry away from the door, only to be shrugged off.

"It should be because Louis' our boyfriend, too!" Harry sneered. He once again looked alert.

'Are you even close to finishing?'

Liam shook his head dramatically, gave Harry a sympathetic look. "Our Louis isn't innocent anymore."

Harry looked absolutely broken, he leaned his head against the door, sighing loudly. "I will never forgive Niall."

"I still think both of you are overreacting and over analysing the situation." It was then Niall groaned tiredly. 'Fin-fucking-ally!'

"Spoke too soon, Zayn!" Liam pointed out.

"The fuck are you trying to finish?!" Harry shouted, kicking on the door. This made the door rattle against its frame, scaring Zayn and Liam. A second later, the door was opened by a fully clothed, cutely smiling Louis. He gasped and hugged the three of them together. "What a pleasant surprise, lads!"

"If I see even a single scratch on the door, you won't be able to talk for days, Harry!" Niall growled from his place; his study desk. Harry looked livid because it looked like they were really studying. It's his funeral then.

"Funny how Harry thought you and Lou were getting busy." Zayn smiled at Niall, before turning to Harry and giving him a serves-you-right look.

"What?" Louis asked bemusedly.

"The minute Maura mentioned you and Niall are locked inside the room doing something she isn't aware of, Harold went berserk." Zayn spoke up. "Oh and he was about to imply it to her that there's a fat chance of her son pounding mercilessly into his innocent Louis. His exact words, not mine."

"Were you eavesdropping, too?" The figure standing right in front of Harry and Liam asked in an eerily calm voice, his head hung low, fists clenched on side and he was positively spreading a dark aura.

Fearfully, Harry dared to turn to Liam, who looked petrified as well. "I-!" He squeaked, then stopped to clear his throat. "What else would you be doing in a locked room?"

"Not everyone is a sex addict like you, Haz!" Niall scoffed. "Niall, please, you chill. Maybe get some cookies for me. I'm about to get a little exhausted." Louis muttered as he cracked his joints. "Fair enough."

In a swift motion, Louis leapt forward and twisted Harry's and Liam's arms behind their back. "Ow!" "Fuck!" And he tossed them on the floor. "I'll show you a lot of things that can be done inside a locked room."

A few scratches, hair tugging, slaps and cussing later...

"I can't feel my scalp..." Liam groaned. "God, Harry, I'm never going to agree with you."

"I, somehow, feel as if I've been rejuvenated. If you ignore the fact that I have a horrible butt cramp. The hair tugging was kinda turning me on, not gonna lie!" Harry muttered to Liam, keeping his voice low.

"That was iconic." Zayn commented with Louis perched on his lap. The other three boys were enjoying the cookies, while Harry and Liam were laid carelessly on the floor.

"That was very obscene of you, Harry. This lewdness can land you in a problem someday." Niall scolded, helping the two boys to get up and sat them on his bed. "Any need for ointment?"

"Fortunately, no." Liam mumbled.

"I just got possessive, Ni. His virtue belongs to me!"

"Watch your mouth or else you won't have one after this!" Louis grunted angrily. "The fuck you think you are?!"

"I'll tell you again, it's for Louis to decide. You are no one to decide for him." Niall looked like he was properly fed up with his best friend.

Harry scowled a little. "Y'all are quite mean to me. Fine, I might have been a bit too extreme, but it doesn't give you a pass to gang up on me. Niall, you are supposed to be my best friend."

"I think I'll leave." Louis stood up abruptly, handing his half eaten cookie to Zayn. "Thank you for the cookies, Ni. Good day."

"Louis-

"Fuck off!"

-

"Lovers quarrel?"

Harry made a face at Lottie before shaking his head and walking further inside their house. "It's no spat. I did something stupid and Louis got hurt."

"He'll forgive you again." He heard Lottie mutter under her breath with almost disappointedly. Goodness, it really is some cyclic thing for him and Louis.

Louis' room door was open, there was a lump under the blanket. Silently, Harry made his way towards Louis' bed, took his socks off and crawled, as quietly as he could, under the covers.

"I can't change."

"I'm not asking you to."

Once Louis answered, Harry wrapped his arm around his middle and pulled him closer. "I cannot stop being jealous. I cannot stop the ugly emotions taking over me when I see you with anyone. It's just me. Maybe I can try dulling them, but they will never go. That's me for you."

"I understand." Louis spoke, it was barely audible, but Harry heard. "However, you made me feel like some kind of toy for you guys." And Harry could decipher the hurt in his tone. Why does he have to be this idiot?

"Before you say 'not deliberately', I'm still hurt. That day, you said you didn't push Zayn in the lake intentionally, but he was still drowned. Intention does not erase the impact. Impact is important."

Harry pushed his face in Louis' neck, sighing softly. "First of all, I'm, yet again, sorry for making you feel dejected." He felt Louis move and then he turned around to face Harry. But Harry wasn't ready to face him, so he nuzzled his face in Louis' chest. "Guess, I am not really good at being a boyfriend like the other three."

"Why do you always feel the need to compare yourself?" Louis brought his hand to caress the back of Harry's head. "You are no less than Niall or Zayn or Liam. No matter how you feel that I might prefer Niall more than you all because he was my first love, doesn't mean it is true. All of you are equal to me."

"Thank you."

"Why?"

"For always forgiving me. For always understanding me. For always giving me a chance." Harry craned his head to kiss Louis sweetly. "For loving me."

"Harry, you don't have to thank me. I just want you to think before you speak and be considerate about others emotions. Apart from that, you are a sweetheart." Louis bumped their foreheads, smiling brightly at Harry. He brought Harry's hand to the locket around his neck. "I'll always be with you, no matter wherever I go."

"I won't let you go. I will always follow you like your shadow." Harry grinned cheekily, not understanding the seriousness in Louis' tone.

The younger lad bit the inside of his lower lip as his smile faltered. How much he wish to stay with them forever. He closed his eyes to hide away the pain in them and hummed softly. "Creepy."

"It's love."

-

I HOPE IT WAS GOOD ENOUGH. 

Harry's character won't change. That's just him. After all, Harry's character won't be the same if he suddenly stops being jealous, possessive and over protective. Things he say or do are hurtful and disrespectful at times, however, he just cannot control his feelings. I am not justifying it— it's wrong, but it's who he is from the start.

Anyway,

I hope you liked it ! x