Harry was currently stood in the kitchen, making himself a sandwich. He was craving a tea but knew Niall had some left in his flat so he settled on something eatable instead. As soon as he finished preparing it, he shoved the sandwich into his mouth, put on a jacket and grabbed his keys and phone before heading out of his flat. It was a two minute walk only so he figured he could just walk instead of driving there, like he usually did. To be fair, he never actually walked anywhere anymore, since he wasn’t too keen on being followed around.
On his way to Niall’s flat, he quietly ate his sandwich, checking his phone now and then. Once he was stood infront of the blonde lad’s door, he knocked twice, already finished eating. He took a step backwards and began humming a random melody as he waited for Niall to open the door.