A/N: Happy Jily October! Also this is dedicated to kiismehardy as I owe her a fic and I probably won’t get around to the actual prompt I was supposed to do for that…
There was a faint tap at his bedroom door. James groaned as he slowly got up from his bed and stumbled for his glasses. Just tinkering on the edge of apprehensiveness, he dragged himself to the door and cautiously opened it.
"James?" A serene voice broke the haze James was in. He knew that voice, loved that voice. He looked out and was surprised to see Lily. She didn’t seem like her usual confident self. Instead, she seemed worried, scared even, clutching a blanket around her as she stared into his eyes.
"Lily?" James called out, his mind now fully alert as he pulled the door open wider. "What’s wrong?"
“I-” She stopped, unable to continue. Her head was now down as tears began streaming down her face.
“It’s okay, you don’t have to tell me,” James quickly said before ushering her inside. He put his arm around her and sat her down on his bed. She buried her head in his chest and simply let it all out. James didn’t mind, after all this wasn’t the first time one of them had offered each other comfort. James gently lay Lily down on his bed under the covers and shut the light off.
"Shh it’s okay," he soothed as he pulled her closer, "just let it out."
"James," she tried to wipe away her tears as she again made eye contact with him. "They’re gone."
James immediately knew whom she meant. Her parents. With the war in full blast, such news was not uncommon. Every day people were dying by the hand of Lord Voldemort, while the opposition was making no progress. The second they let Hogwarts they would be thrown into the battlefield, a place where there were casualties everywhere one went. James and Lily were not yet ready for such a reality.
Eventually Lily’s tears subsided, silence encompassing the two. James grip remained around Lily as they both drifted to sleep. Alone, the horrors of war would leave a scathing mark, but together perhaps they could manage to find some peace.
James looked over at the girl next to him. Why can’t we be more? he thought to himself. Sure, here Lily was sleeping in his bed, but that didn’t change the fact that she still saw him as a friend. All James was to her was someone who she found comfort in. James didn’t mind, in fact, he too often went to Lily when he needed comfort. But lately James’s feelings for Lily were growing stronger. It was getting more and more difficult to conceal. Every day some sort of action or words of affection slipped out; he was surprised that she hadn’t caught on yet.
"Lily Evans, I love you," James whispered for the idea of just being able to one day scream it out to the world. And with that, James drifted off to sleep.
James gets sent to an asylum on accusations of murdering his parents. AU.
Louis not going to Vegas because his baby can’t even get into clubs so he stayed with him in LA
take comfort in the fact that if one direction was ever in a real life paranormal activity situation, that at least zayn malik would survive
zayn would be the only one holed up in the cabin going “naw I’m good thanks, no, I really don’t want to check out what’s making that noise outside, thanks”
zayn is a survivor
meanwhile harry and louis die first
imagine if Gemma was the famous one and we all thirsted over new pictures of her goofy gorgeous younger brother that went to uni and did normal people stuff
I HAVE NO SHAME ABOUT BEING LARRY-FOCUSED. THAT BIT WHEN HARRY LAUGHED WHEN LOUIS DIDN’T DO HIS PART IN ‘I WANT’ AND THEN FILLED IN FOR HIM WAS ADORABLE.