//past//

❝ L O U I S ❞

the new year was happy for both the boys. harry and louis, both texted each other a lot. all throughout the holidays, harry would drop by his house, play with his sisters and smile knowingly at him. they never really talked except for a few words, as the little revelation of feelings had made them a bit shy towards one another. louis would smile back but, then the carnations and hyacinth would nag in the back of his mind.

'i'm sorry. i can't be with you.'

louis really wasn't sure if what he felt for the other boy was love or some affection. well, he did kind of like harry. the other day when he sent the tulip to harry, he wasn't sure if he should do something in haste, but something in him told him it was the right thing to do. and even if harry doesn't want to be with him, it is okay to be aware of one another's feelings. he was actually fine knowing things were settled between them. if not harry's affection, he's fine with his friendship.

unbeknownst, the two boys were falling, but neither of them were ready to acknowledge it.

when school started and all his friends were back, louis felt happy. he didn't tell them any of his and harry's interactions because they would never warm up to this idea. might even break their friendships with him. he wasn't going to jeopardize his ages old friendship for nothing. that morning when he entered school, annoyingly enough, his eyes first searched for harry. it made him feel all fuzzy and jittery. so, he did what he felt was the best, he ignored his feelings and traipsed his way to his locker.

however, when he felt a little too watched, he looked up to find harry and one of his friends standing in front of harry's locker. feeling a little shy, he looked away from the boy and turned to get his stuff from the locker. where were his friends? he thought begrudgingly. he quickly looked towards harry and surprisingly enough, he caught him staring back. that made his cheeks flush and he was sure he caught a glimpse of harry's smirk. this was torturous.

however, he was saved by taylor. finally. "god, i missed you!" she pulled him into a bear hug, then quickly pecked his cheek. "don't make me fall in love with you." louis mumbled monotonously, pulling away. "i missed you too."

"it won't be a bad thing, y'know? you and me?" taylor smirked. "you know i'm sure i won't find anyone, so how about we make a pact? if you and i don't find anyone by forty, we marry each other." louis retorted cheekily.

"interesting. deal." taylor grinned. "however, i'm certain you'll find someone. you are great."

"nice joke." he scoffed, frowning a little when she smiled knowingly at him. "don't make that weird face."

"i know everything, you sly bastard!"

that made louis' heartbeat quicken. what does she know? how much? also, how? he never told anyone about him and harry's little exchange of feelings. hesitantly, he breathed out, "w-what?"

"really lou?" she gave him an unimpressed look. "i know about calla. you like her, right?" she scoffed. "i'm your best friend. you should've told me about your little crush right away!" she spoke a little too loudly and excitedly.

and louis has absolutely forgotten about the beautiful waitress. well, yes, he kind of liked her. however, there's no way that girl would ever like him back. also, he likes someone else more than her. he was about to dismiss taylor, but before he could speak, he was startled out by a loud, angry slam. he was about to turn, when taylor stopped him.

"don't look back. it's it. it looks very angry." she whispered, glaring at harry, who glared back. "fuck off!" she mouthed. louis admired her confidence. he would never dare to tell harry off when he's angry.

when harry passed by them, he gave him an icy glare. the look made him frown. what did he do? weren't him and harry friends now? what possibly could have he done to piss harry off?

"sooo...?" taylor brought him out of his trance and grinned cheekily. "calla, hm?" she mumbled suggestively.

louis shoved her playfully. "it's nothing like that. i didn't even remember her until you mentioned her," now is not the time to worry about anything. he really needs to find out why harry was angry?

"rude."

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during lunch, everything was going good. no one has made a move to tease or ridicule him. the group looked happy in their world. maybe they are still in their festive moods. even zayn was sitting with them. he wanted to scoff at george who was being all cutesy with chris, as if he isn't sucking other boys' dick in a dirty bathroom stall. he felt someone's stare and looked around only to find the curly boy glaring. seriously what did he do?

after finishing his lunch, he got up to throw his trash. while discarding his tray, someone poked his side pretty harshly making him wince. he was about to protest, but he was taken aback. it was harry. "meet me in the toilet, now!"

it was as if the old harry was back. the sneer in his tone was back, eyes dark with anger. louis was scared. was it all a dream? was harry going to beat the shit out of him in the washroom? should he take niall with him? he turned to look at his friend, but the irish boy was too busy showing his and faye's festive pictures to the girls.

unwillingly, he did as harry asked. with slow steps, he trudged to the washroom. when he reached there, with a gulp, he opened the door. harry was already leaning against the stall door.

"h-harry?" he dared to whisper.

"who's calla?"

what? he was taken aback by the sharp tone. how does everyone suddenly know about the waitress? and why was harry suddenly so angry?

"s-she's a waitress in a diner." he answered quickly. he felt his heart race when the taller boy started walking towards him with clenched fists. that's it. he's going to die.

harry clenched his teeth. "do you like her?" he pointed his finger accusingly at him, making louis flinch. he really fears this boy. 

does he like calla? well, he does. but he wasn't sure. so, he answered the first thing that came to his mind. "no." why does harry even care? didn't he make it clear about his intentions? "w-why do you c-care?" he shouldn't ask such questions when there's no one to save him.

harry glared at him, walking even closer, until he was towering over him. if he yelps for niall or zayn will those boys be able to hear him? he didn't even dare to look up, just settled his gaze at his and harry's shoes. "if you want to play pretend then let me tell you something— i'm not up for it."

play pretend? what the fuck? harry is such an arsehole.

"i didn't know you were into girls." louis blushed at harry's accusing tone. he can be into anyone he wants to. that sounded so bad. "huh?"

"i'm bi-bisexual." he mumbled softly, sucking in a sharp breath when harry pressed him against the door. "fuck- fuck! i'm sorry!" he yelped, absolutely terrified. "don't, don't— harry, please!"

"louis..." harry frowned.

"oh, god— don't hit me, please?" tears sprang in his eyes. "i'm sorry!" he whimpered out.

"i won't hit you, lou." harry whispered sadly, feeling guilty. "i was just..." he trailed off when louis pushed him away, fearfully running out of the washroom. "... jealous."

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❝ I just hope you see me in a little better light,
Do you think it's easy being of the jealous kind? ❞
— Harry Styles

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01/05/2021

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🌷: what is your favorite louis' hairstyle?
🧁 : mine is definitely the peaky blinders cut. louis is so sexy!

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excuse my mistakes. i hope you liked the chapter x