A/N: Did you miss me? No.. Sorry.. SORRY JIM, I SHALL NEVER STEAL YOUR BEAUTIFUL WORDS AGAIN! anyway my Giraffes.. HAPPY BELATED CHRISTMAS, AND NEW YEAR, AND EASTER! oh, I came back in time for that one? dedication to Larrys_real for the comment, THANK YOU HONEY! AND HOLY CRAP, AM I SEEING THIS?! Over 300 reads? THREE HUNDREAD? OH MY GOSH! anyways.. ON WITH THE CHAPTER!

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Mark and Louis had made their way into town. They had decided to have
lunch in a cute little cafe. It was a lovely place, it really was, and Mark was leaving today. So Louis should be happy, listening to his best friend and willing the time to go slower then it was.

But instead he was sat on this cute cafe, not listening to a word Mark was saying as he looks out the window and wonders what Harry was doing. If he found the notebook. Where he found the notebook. Louis wanted to know how Harry knew where he was.

He had a feeling that he might not want to know. He knew where he was, he fucked a pretty girl but he didn't ask her name because he never does. It sounds like Harry visits a bar, or house, of some kind to fuck girls.

"Lou?!" Mark waves a hand in front of Louis face, getting his attention.

Louis blinked, moving back and straightening. He looked at Mark, who was clearly both worried and annoyed.

"Sorry, Marko" Louis sighed, knowing he was being a crappy best friend right now.

"Polo. You wanted to go with him, didn't you?" Mark asks, placing his hand over Louis' own.

"Yeah, but out of curiosity, not because I wanted to be around him" Louis explains, easily spotting that Mark was worrying about being replaced.

"Don't blame you there mate. He's a nutter" Mark laughs, taking his hand back and picks up his menu.

Louis gritted his teeth a little, wanting to defend Harry. Yes, the curly haired devil had hurt Louis in more then one way on more then one occasion but Louis had seen a part of Harry that made him want to protect him. There was a reason behind Harry's outbursts, his cold nature and, the one Louis wanted to know about the most, the sad look in his eyes.

"I think he's misunderstood"

Mark stopped what he was doing and gave Louis a look of disbelief "Really? After all his put you through you still want to help him? You're unbelievable Lou- Oh" Mark blinked, his lips curving up into a smirk. "I get it now"

"What?" Louis asks, not liking the riddled way was speaking.

"You like him"

What? "What?" Louis voices his thoughts.

"You totally fancy him" Mark laughs, making a thumbs up "Nice choice Lou. Excellent. Haha"

"No. I mean he's good looking but his personality is nothing to like. And I like for personality"

"Only lies have detail" Mark says, still smirking.

Louis kicks him under the table "Stop quoting that fucking show"

Mark frowns and rubs his shin "I will convert you- Wait, that's from the mini episode, how do you know its from the series?" Mark raises an eyebrow, smirk returning.

"Shut up" 

"Anyway, putting aside the fact that you've been watching my favourite show without me" Mark gave Louis a mock look of disappointment. He flashes a smile before getting a little more serious "You like Harry"

"I don't. I just want t help him really, I'm not even friends with the guy" Louis shook his head, he'd know if he liked Harry. He feels bad for the boy yes, but liking him in a more then friendly way is a whole over thing. Hell, he doesn't even like Harry as a friend.

"No. You're not.. I see" 

Louis kicked Mark again. "Not the time Mark"

"Sorry. Sorry" He held his hands in defence with a small chuckle.

Louis bit his lip, trying not to laugh along. Mark smiled, nudging Louis with his foot. That did it for Louis and he was soon clutching his stomach and red from laughing.

A waitress comes over then. Louis stops laughing and looks up at her, smiling.

"Hey, love. Can we order now?" He asks, knowing full well she was about to ask if they were ready to order.

She smiles back, nodding. "What would you like?" She pulls out a little notebook and glances at them both. 

They give their orders and she smiles nice again, with teeth, before walking away to give their orders to the chef or whatever it is she does with them.

"She was pretty" Mark notes

"Didn't really notice" Louis smiles at Mark.

"Of course you didn't, too busy wondering how big Harry is?" Mark jokes.

"Well, he's above average"

Mark raises an eyebrow before shaking his head "You know what, I don't even want to know"

*

Before long they were wondering around the town again, making their way back to that sweet shop with the odd name. SWeETzZ

When they entered the shop the door made a sound, like they do in movies and books, to inform the owner or whatever someone had entered.

The girl behind the counter offered a smile before her eyes went back to a blonde boy who stood with two chocolate bars in his hand, making a very confused face. Louis chuckled at Niall, walking over to the boy.

"Hi Niall" Louis speaks as he approaches, Mark beside him.

"Louis, shh. I'm trying to decide which one I want" He didn't look up from the chocolate on his hands.

He has a basket on his arm, filled with all kinds of sweets.

"He's been like that for the past half an hour. Told me to shut up twice" The cashier says with a little laugh.

"Why not just get both?" Mark suggests.

"Only have enough for one, considering I need this lot" Niall nods to the basket "and I don't feel like making a trip back to the school just to come all the way back"

Before Louis could offer Mark held out a pound coin "Here"

Niall looked up in shock. His blue eyes wide, it was as if no one had ever been nice to him before. "You don't even know me. For all you know I could be using the chocolate to kill someone"

"How would you do that?" Mark bites back a smile.

"They could be allergic to chocolate, or I could be making a bomb and need chocolate to finish it so it will explode and kill lots of people" Niall replies, grinning.

"Is that your plan?"

"No"

Mark laughs and holds the pound closer "Take it then"

Niall squished Mark into a sudden hug as he takes the coin. "Thank you" The blonde then skips to the counter and pays for the chocolate and everything else he has in his basket.

"There you go Niall" The cashier hands Niall a bag, filled with all his sweets.

"A pleasure as always, Kitty"

"How many times?! You know my name is Catlin"

"Sorry, Kitty, can't hear you over the sound of this chocolate screaming at me to eat it"

Catlin rolls her eyes as Niall winks and walks back over to Mark and Louis. 

"She wants me" Niall shrugs as he takes a bite of a chocolate bar.

"I can hear you, you know" Catlin says, laughing.

"I know, babe" Niall winks again. She just rolls her eyes before turning her attention to a group of girls as they enter the shop.

"Thanks again" Niall nods to Mark. "I'm Niall by the way. Are you Lou's boyfriend?" He asks, nudging Louis with a not-so-subtle wink.

Louis rolls his eyes as Mark chuckles "No, I'm his best friend. Mark"

"Ohhh. Are you.. ya know.. like Lou?" Niall tilts his head to the side a little, looking at Mark.

The tallest of the three rose an eyebrow. "Er?"

"Ya know" Niall glanced over as the group of girls, lowering his voice a little "Gay?"

Mark frowned, a little confused as to why he was whispering. Louis guessed those girls didn't have the smallest mouths.

"Which is fine" Niall quickly adds, lips quirking up at the sides.

Mark grins as Louis groans "Not you too, god, there's no escaping that show"

Mark rolled his eyes, ignoring Louis, and answering Niall "I know its fine. And no, I'm not. I'm not really anything, just Mark"

Niall nodded, eyes darting to group of girls. "Fair enough, mate. No one I know has problems with stuff like that but some people are very closed minded, so ya know, might not want to be too open about it" Niall looked at Louis as he said the last bit.

He nodded, looking over at the girls who were giggling about something.

Both of them nodded, Louis giving Niall a little smile.

"So, you one of Lou's model friends?" Niall asks suddenly, grinning at Mark.

From the corner of his eye Louis sees a few of the girl turn their way at the word 'model'.

Mark smiles as Louis begins to cough. He never realised just how blunt Niall can be. You don't just ask people stuff like that!

"No" Mark laughs, shaking his head "I'm a writer"

The girls that looked round were slowly edging closer, giving Louis a bad feeling. Niall noticed and glanced at the girls. Louis could see him mentally debating something before the Irish lad turned towards the girls with a big smile.

"Hello ladies"

The shortest of the three looked down blushing. She was the only brunette out of the three, the other two were different shades of blonde. The tallest had dyed her hair but the girl standing closest to Louis was a nature pale blonde.

They all had a fair amount of make up on, expect the shortest who only had foundation and mascara. Louis had a feeling she didn't want to be there, her green eyes looked sad. A bit like Harry's eyes.

Louis bit his lip as they came closer.

"Hey Niall" The unnatural blonde winked.

The natural blonde rolled her eyes before smiling at Niall. The brunette just looked at her purple shoes.

"Nice to see you Abby, Mia, Clara" He nods at each of them as he says there names.

Clara, the shortest, blushed even more as Niall says her name. She looks up with a smile.

Louis couldn't decide whether she had a crush on  Niall or was just shy.

"Who are your friends?" Mia, the unnatural blonde, asks as she looks Mark and Louis up and down.

"Mark" Mark says, tilting an imaginary hat. Clara giggled a bit before blushing bright red. So shy. "And this" Mark put his hand on Louis' back "is my good friend Louis Tomlinson"

"Wait, Louis Tomlinson whose rooming with Harry?" Clara spoke up for the first time. Her friends look at her before glancing to Louis, their eyes wide with curiosity.
"Yeah.. Why?"

"Good luck" Mia laughs "He's mental"

"He's not. He just doesn't let people close" Clara frowns, defending Harry. She turns towards Mia, standing a little straighter.

"You would say that, you've had a crush on the boy forever" Abby rolls her eyes, not evening looking at Clara.

"Ugh, why do you two never get it? I don't fancy him!" Clara was red again, but this time because she was annoyed.

Mia put her hand on Abby's arm. 

Abby turned to Clara and opened her arm with a small sad smile "I'm sorry honey"

Louis can honestly say he doesn't understand women. He steps back a little nudging Niall with a frown. Niall just shrugs at him, eating more sweets as he watched the girls all make up.

The door chimes again and Louis turns to look, naturally. His eyes widen as he watches Harry rush in and spot them. The tall curly haired boy strides towards them.

Louis smiles, his chest swelling at the thought of Harry finding him to ask for help.

But that's not what happened. Harry walked straight past Louis and stood in front of Clara, he places both hands on Clara's shoulders and shook her.

"Clara?! Please tell me you have my notebook, I left it at yours, I must have" He asks, panicked.

Louis frowned, linking the dots. Harry fucked a girl last night. He was at Clara's last night.

"Oh my God!" Mark suddenly exclaims, gripping onto Niall's arm and fangirling a little.

Everybody turns to him, confused by his outburst.

"Harry and Clara!" Mark shouts at Niall, sending them both off into fangirling mode.

Louis sighs, before kicking Mark once again. "Seriously? Is this how you and Lottie felt when I was obsessed with Patrick and Charlie from Perks?"

Mark stopped all actions and looked to Louis with a blank face. "Yes. Horrid right?"

Louis nods before turning back to Harry. "I thought you said you didn't ask her name"

Harry blinks "Wh- Ugh! No! I didn't fuck Clara!" He makes a face, matching Clara's own disgusted expression.

Relief washes through Louis. He smiles a little before realising he was.. jealous. Jealous of Clara. Harry smirks at Louis, as if reading his thought. He winks before turning back to Clara.

"Is it at your place? She'll kill me if-"

"I know" Clara cuts Harry off. "C'mon"

And just like that Harry and Clara walked away, leaving everyone confused.

"She?" Niall asks

Louis doesn't say anything as he watches Harry and Clara stop to talk, just outside the door. Harry looks up and winks at Louis again. Louis looks away as he hears the door chime again.

"Louis?" Clara called  "Would you like to come with us?" She asks when he faces her.

Louis looks at Mark. His friend rolls his eyes and shoos him "Just go, you've been moping all day. I'll stick with my new Irish friend, he appreciates good telly" He sticks his tongue out like a child as he links his arm with Nialls.

Louis puts up two fingers, sticking his tongue out too before he rushes to join Clara who had been waiting patiently.

She smiles as they walk out. Louis sees Harry glare at Clara for a second before he grins at Louis, somehow making it look incredibly sexy.

Louis really needs stop these thoughts.

"Hi" He says awkwardly.

Harry chuckles and moves to Louis' side, wrapping an arm around the shorter boy. Harry doesn't say anything, just begins to walk. Louis and Clara follow and Louis hesitantly puts his arm on Harry's waist.

His roommate smiles at him from the side and tightens his grip, pulling Louis closer.

Well this is new, Louis thinks as they walk down the road in a comfortable silence.

Harry's hand, that's resting on Louis shoulder plays with the hair at the nape of his neck, making him shiver and blush. Harry notices this and tugs a little.

A moan slips through Louis' lips before he can stop it. He slaps a hand over his mouth, face going bright red. Clara raises an eyebrow at the two of them while Harry laughs.

"Harry... Don't tease the poor boy"

"He's used to being teased.. Likes to be read stories too. Don't you Lou?" Harry winked.

Louis stepped away from him "Shut up"

Clara looks at him for a moment, her eyes sparkling with amusement before she looks forward and smirks. Harry just smiles, a real smile before he too looks forward.

Louis walks with them, his head down as he tries to control his blushing face. He gives up after a few attempts and simply walks along with the two in silence again. He suddenly wants to slap himself for pulling away from Harry because he has a feeling that he may never get the chance to again. Harry was too unpredictable for him to know wherever he actually wanted to be close to Louis or just wanted to make Louis uncomfortable.

 As they walk Louis looks at Harry, taking in his features like he needed them to breathe. He wasn't sure what it was but he was drawn to this boy. Drawn to his stupid smirk, curly hair and ignorant nature.

Harry's eyes flickered to meet his own. He half expected Harry to wink at him again but this time they just stared at one another.

"Here" Clara speaks, causing them to break the stare.

Louis looks up to see a block of flats. They were nothing special but they were nice enough. Clara enters a code into a keypad by the door and they walk inside.

Heat engulfs Louis and he smiles a little as they walk towards the second door on the corridor.

*

Hours later Louis storms into his room, screaming in frustration and kicking his bookcase causing books to slip everywhere. 

"I hate him! He's a fucking pysco!" Louis shouts at Mark, who was sat on Louis' bed looking more then a little shocked.

"No change, then?"