His Bandmate

As soon as I end work I take the buss over to Harry's place. I have to walk the last ten minutes to reach his apartment and I'm pretty cold when I get there. I hadn't gotten dressed for this weather this morning, I didn't think that I would be outside too much. I hope he got the point that I didn't want to celebrate, and maybe he would just order a pizza or something.

I step out of the elevator and walk over to his door, knocking twice. Harry opens with a huge smile.

“Hello birthday girl!” He greets and I respond with a groan. His apartment feels warm though and I feel myself relax as I step out of my shoes and hang my jacket up. “How was work?” He ask as we start towards the living room.

“It was good.” I say and stop dead when we walk into the living room to find the rest of the guys sitting on the couches. I feel my face fall and I look over to Harry, my eyes shooting daggers at him. Why did he do this? I specifically ask him not to.

“Happy birthday!” Niall shouts in a happy voice. My eyes never leaving Harry's. He gives me a small smile, I can see the hesitation in his. I don't think he was prepared for me being this angry with him. I am, I really am irritated at him for ignoring my wishes.

I close my eyes for a couple of seconds before opening them up and sitting down on the closest couch, ignoring them all. The silence in the room is deafening.

“You can't be that angry with me.” Harry say after a minute, but I ignore him. Niall comes over to sit beside me.

“Are you mad at me Juli?” He ask, pouting. I look over at him, and give a very small smile.

“No, Niall. I'm only angry at the person guilty of this.” I say and my eyes lands on Louis. Yes, he's that person. He and Harry together. He narrow his eyes at me as does mine before I turn back to Niall. “You're good.” I say and pat his knee. Harry crouches beside the couch, his head in my level.

“Come on Juli, it can't be that hard. I got you food.” He say with that soothing voice of his.

“You're an idiot Harry.” I state as I look over at him with a sad expression. I really didn't want this and to think that I could be at home in my sweatpants, watching a movie and eating pizza from the box.

“That's nothing new.” Louis say, chuckling. Harry roll his eyes at Louis statement before turning them to me again.

“I got you spring rolls and dumplings.” He tries to make it better and I feel myself softening by the fact that he got some of my favorite food. He sighs before walking out of the room, I hear him doing something in the kitchen. I turn my attention to the guys sitting on the couch opposite me. Liam smiles kindly at me and I can't keep from returning it. All of a sudden a glass of champagne is held in front of my face.

“Drink, maybe you get a little happier.” Harry say and I take the glass, pour the cold drink down my throat, all of it. Wrinkling my nose as I take the glass from my lips and the bubbles hit me.

“Wooh, now we're talking.” Liam exclaim with a huge smile.

“What's the rush?” Zayn ask with raised brows.

“I need it so I don't punch someone.” I say and my eyes lock with Louis again. He is holding a hand in front of his mouth, trying to cover the smirk that I still can clearly see. I hold the empty glass towards Harry who fills it up again, before giving the rest of the guys a glass. I sip on the next one, not feeling like I want to be drunk.

Harry sits down on the chair next to me and he looks so out of place and hesitant as he holds his glass. He really thought I would have liked this? The silence fills the room again and I sigh.

“Fine. Here, here for my birth!” I say ironic, holding my glass up and lock my eyes with Harry. He looks sad. Fuck. Why can't I just be mad at him? I guess this was nice of him. Since I can't be with my own family, he wanted me to be with my other one.

I hear cheers from the other guys and I wait with raised eyebrows for Harry to hold his glass up. When he does I clink mine with his before taking a sip.

“I'll fix the food.” Harry say as the others start to talk to each other. I walk after Harry into the kitchen. He's pulling a wrapper off something. I jump up on the counter and sit there, sipping on my champagne.

“You really are an idiot.” I say after a minute. He looks up at me with a sad expression.

“I didn't think you would be this mad. I though you would like it. I though it was just a thing you said, you know since your dad isn't here.” He shrugs, putting a bowl on the counter. He's looking down at his fingers.

“Harry, I usually mean what I say.” I bite the inside of my cheek.

“I'm sorry. Do you wanna go home?” He ask, looking up at me, his eyes so distraught.

“Not as long as you have spring rolls over there.” I say and raise my eyebrows before taking a sip of my drink. Harry give me a small smile and I feel the corner of my lips stretch. I reach over and take a hold of Harry's hand and pulls him closer to me. I wrap my arms around his neck as he hold his around my waist. “I do miss my dad.” I say into his shoulder. He squeezes me a little tighter before letting go.

“Lets do the best of this?” He ask, his hands still on my waist. “The guys really looked forward to it.” He say with a smile.

“Sure. But you'll owe me.” I say with a smirk, making Harry chuckle.

“Anything.” He say before I hop down from the counter.

“I'll think of something.” I say before walking out of the kitchen. “Louis, go help Harry out.” I say loud as I get to the living room. Everyone looks up at me in shock. I usually don't talk to Louis. His eyes are huge and he has a frown on his forehead.

“Why me?” He ask confused.

“Because I'm the birthday-queen and I said so.” I say cocky before sitting down on the couch beside Niall again. Everyone chuckles. Louis stands up with a very confused and irritated expression. “And by the way, you're doing the dishes.” I shout at Louis before he reach the kitchen.

“Fuck you!” He yells back and I can hear the laughter of Harry in the kitchen. I smile proud.

“So why don't you like birthdays?” Liam ask with wondering eyes. I shrug.

“I never have. We didn't have them growing up. We'll I guess when I was really little we did. But I remember one year I heard my dad say to my aunt that he didn't know how to afford having a birthday party for me that year. So after that I refused to celebrate it, even returned every gift he gave me. I guess I don't see the reason for throwing away money on something so unnecessary.” I say and they all give me such a sad look. I roll my eyes at them. They think it's sad, but honestly it's just reality, I've never felt the need to celebrate it.

“Well, we're celebrating it. Eat!” Harry say and I pull myself off the couch, sitting on the floor. I shake my head at him as I look at all the food on the living room table. There is a lot and so much different things. I start with taking a spring roll and eat it before I look around me at the guys sitting on the couches around the table, fetching food onto their plates. I guess I should be grateful that they would want to celebrate with me, even though I don't celebrate.

They're sweet and I'm just bitchy. Maybe it's time to just let it go. I guess I can celebrate my birthday for once. I stuff my plate with food before taking another sip of the champagne that Harry has filled my glass with again.



After we've eaten most of the food, I sit with my back leaning against the couch as my feet is stretched on the floor in front of me. Everyone is having a really nice time, the conversation is in full bloom around the room. Suddenly Harry stands up and looks at me with a little scared expression.

“Okay, don't hit me.” He say and I narrow my eyes at him as he walks to the cabinet behind the couch and walks back with a box with a bow on. I pull my lips into my mouth before they end up in a pout. I want to scold him for buying a gift, but I told myself that I would go with this. I sigh.

“Oh, here.” Liam say and I turn to see all the guys handing me gifts. My eyes widen a little, before I close them, groaning.

“No gifts.” I whine.

“Oh, hush!” Harry say before setting the box next to me and sitting down again. I hesitantly take the ones for the other guys. I start opening the one from Niall since he so discreetly waved it in my face. It's small and flat. As I rip the paper away I see a card, a gift card to be precise. I smile, seeing that it's from one of my favorite clothing stores in town.

“Thank you!” I say, smiling up at him. When I throw the paper to the floor I turn the card around almost groaning when I see the amount written on it. One hundred ponds. Holy shit! I look up at Harry and his eyes is pleading me to not say anything. I hesitate before setting it down on the floor. I should make Harry return it later, that's way too much money. Holy crap these guys are too rich. Throwing that much on me. I open the next one which is a small box inside is a bath bomb which smells delicious. Beside it is two gift cards and I want to groan again. One is for a facial and one is for another clothing store. The bath bomb had been enough in my world.

“Thanks!” I say as I look up at Zayn. “Perrie huh?” I ask, smiling as I hold up the facial gift card. He laughs. “Where is she by the way?” I ask, seeing the amount on the clothing store is the same as from Niall.

“She's out on Little Mix business, she was really sad that she couldn't make it. Though there wasn't too much notice for this little party.” He say, raising his eyebrows at Harry. “She says happy birthday anyway.” I smile back at him in a thank you.

I open the next little gift, already knowing what it's going to be. Yep! Another gift card, I can't say these guys has too much imagination, at least they make it to different stores. I wonder if they bought them together, making sure that it wasn't to the same place. This one is to a really nice interior decoration store. Ugh, the amount on it is one hundred and fifty. I want to die. This is too much!

“Open mine!” Harry exclaim and I smile up at his excited grin. I take the big box from beside me and put it in my lap. I lift the lid and my grin gets huge as I see what's inside. If I had been sitting on a chair, I would have fallen off by laugher. Harry laughs beside me as the others look questioning at us.

“What is it?” Niall ask, looking from me to Harry. I hold up the t-shirt printed with the Spriderman pattern on it. Then I see that there is more in it, pants.

“Oh my god, it's a pajamas?” I ask, laughing even more as I pull the pants up too.

“Yep!” Harry say proud. “Now you'll look the part.”

“What the hell are you guys on?” Zayn ask with raised eyebrows.

“She's spiderman and I'm batman.” Harry say, like it's obvious.

“Well, I have the clothes. Do you?” I ask him with a cocky smirk.

“No.” He mumbles, pouting.

“Well, guess I'm cooler then.” I say almost missing one last thing in the box. I look up at Harry with narrow eyes. He gives me a smile, silently telling me not to say anything about it. Another gift card. Fuck these guys are impossible. I know they have money, but shit! I slowly turn the card over and almost faint at the numbers on the other side. Two. Zero. Zero. Fucking Styles! This is definitely going back. I can't accept this much.

“Well, I didn't get you a gift.” Louis say from the end of the couch, picking his teeth with a toothpick.

“I didn't expect you to.” I say, without looking at him as I put everything I got in the bigger box from Harry. I feel a little sting of disappointment though. I can feel the eyes on me from the others. “As I said, you can do the dishes.” I say, looking up with a grin and everyone except Louis chuckles.

“Thank you guys! I really need to get home now, I'm working early tomorrow.” I say as I stand up. I hug Niall, Liam and Zayn. I look over at Louis on the couch. “You get a hug after you've done the dishes.” I say and smile before walking to the hall, Harry following me. He chuckles as he does. I pull my shoes on and then I look over at him.

“You're not mad still are you?” He ask, giving me those pleading eyes of his. I pull him in for a hug.

“Not after you return everything but the pajamas.” I say quietly so the others wont hear. Harry groan into my neck.

“I can't do that, it's for you.” He say as he pulls away. I shake my head.

“It's too much. You know it's too much.” I argue.

“Then be my guest and tell them.” He say motioning to the living room. I sigh, knowing that I could never do that. I can't be that ungrateful. It's one thing to do it to my dad or Harry, but not the other guys.

“I hate you.” I sigh and Harry smile triumph.

“No you don't.” He say and I shake my head before I pull my jacket on and hold my box with my present under my arm. He pulls out a bill from his hand and put it in my pocket. “Cab.” He state. “Don't argue with me.” He say before I even get to say anything, my eyes says a lot though. I groan loud before walking out of the apartment. He really infuriate me. And I let him.




After brushing my teeth and putting my new Spiderman pajamas on I hear my phone ring on my bedside table. I sit down on the bed as I answer.

“Hi.” I breath.

“Hey. Still mad?” Louis ask on the other end.

“Yep.” I say, though I smile. I hear him chuckle.

“So...you want me to come over and give you a birthday fuck?” He ask and I gasp at his bold words. He can be really crude sometimes. I hesitate.

“I really need to be up early.” I say with regret. That fuck sounds pretty good. I've been on edge ever since our disruption this morning.

“I get it. I'll save it.” He chuckles though he sounds disappointed. “Well, look in the bedside table.” He say and I frown.

“What?” I ask confused.

“Just do it.” I lean over to open the little drawer on the bedside table and find a little box inside. I feel the shock on my face. He got me a gift? “Found it?” He asks.

“What.. I thought...” I say, more to myself that to him as I take the box out and hold it in my hand. It's blue with a white bow on it.

“Yeah, well I couldn't really give it with the guys there.” He say on the other end, his voice a little low. I pull the lid of the box off and see light blue silk paper inside. I pull some away to find the shiny silver inside. I let out a little laugh. “I though in case you wanted to switch things up a little.” He say hesitantly though sounding very sweet. I grin as I hold the key up in front of me.

“Well, that was very thoughtful of you.” I say and squeeze the key in my hand. He gave me a key to his apartment? I bite my lip.

“It was for my benefit also.” He chuckles.

“But is it smart, seeing that Harry lives in the same building? Sounds risky.” I say, frowning.

“Well, we already live on the edge, why not go even further?” He sounds so confident. I guess it would be nice to spend the night at his apartment sometime.

“Thank you.” I whisper and lay down on the bed.

“You're welcome. So when do I get to see you?” Louis ask and I think I can hear his cover rustle on his side.

“How about a movie night?” I ask, pulling my cover over my body.

“That sounds good. Tomorrow?”

“Yes. I'll get the snacks and you get the movie.” I say and smile.

“Sounds like a good plan. I'll see you tomorrow then.” He say and we lay quiet for a little while before saying goodnight and hanging up.

Notes

An update? Whaaat? ;)

I decided to just keep it with the birthday. Felt like it was enough. But I promise. Next one is going to get a little more draaama. Hope you look forward to it, since it's been pretty slow and cute in the last chapters, pretty many really. But I love the lovely ones too.

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