Chapter 10
I giggle as I send Louis another one of my jokes through Facebook messenger.
Louis: Harry your jokes aren't that funny
Me: I thought that one was pretty funny :D
Louis: You're so lame.
It's a long shot but, I decide to message Louis this anyway.
Me: Wanna hang out again?
I wait as I watch the 'Louis is typing...' come and go until finally he messages me.
Louis: Sure
Me: I will be up to yours in 10!
I log out of my Facebook and quickly go through my room. I pick up various articles of clothing before throwing it on and standing in front of the mirror.
Liam always said I looked really good in this.
I look over my sweater vest and khaki wondering if Liam really knew what he was talking about.
I mean it doesn't look completely horrible but, I feel like it wouldn't impress Louis.
I look at my watch and I decide to keep the sweater vest on and just throw on some skinny jeans instead of khaki. I quickly grab my phone before running out of the dorm room and getting in the elevator. I wait patiently as my excitement rises within me.
When the door dings I skip down the hallway to Louis' dorm and I know excitedly on the door.
"God! Quit knocking you'll be fucking Zayn in- Harry!" Louis says as a soft blush makes its way to Louis' cheeks but soon enough its gone. I feel a smile spread across my face when he says my name.
"Hi Louis." I say, my face a deep red from the greeting.
"Come on in." Louis says and I can hear Zayn laughing in the living room.
"So, we are calling the innocent by his name now? Hi Harry." Zayn says and I wave shyly as Louis replies.
"You can call him whatever the fuck you want to."
"C'mon Louis just cause I tricked you and your embarrassed doesn't mean you have to be an arse." Zayn rolls his eyes and Louis pushes me towards his room. I trip over my shoes but manage to stay standing as I walk towards Louis' room.
"Get it in!" I hear Zayn shout and I blush furiously before Louis closes the door.
"Zayn can be so annoying." Louis says more to himself then me. I take a seat on Louis' bed and let louis calm down from his irritated state. "Sorry 'bout that."
He sighs and sits beside me and I put my hand on his leg. I pat his leg in a, hopefully, comforting manor.
"It's okay, I have embarrassing friends too." I mumble looking up at him as he rubs his face.
"Controlling friend rather." Louis says and I nod in agreement.
"No he can be embarrassing." I mumble and Louis looks at me.
"How so? Does he make you greet your friends like I did you." He laughs.
"No, He and Niall bought me condoms and this gel stuff." I mumble and he laughs harder.
"Getting you ready for sex." Louis says through his laugh and I blush even more. "It's hard to picture you during sex when you wear that sweater vest." Louis adds on after he comes down from his laughing. He plays with the hem of it with his right hand and the other rests around my waist.
I push is down with a blush, "Liam told me I look good in sweater vests."
"Sure you do. If you were going to a math contest." Louis chuckles as he slides closer to me and drags his lips down my cheek, kissing every so often.
"C-Can we go on another date?" I ask as Louis nibbles on my eat lobe causing me to squirm.
"Sure thing babe." Louis says in a trance as he successful distracts me from his hand which pulls my vest up. "Arms up."
"I-I don't want to." I mumble and Louis laughs.
"Okay, okay." He says as he pats my belly and pulls my shirt back down.
I play with my fingers and Louis kisses my cheek real quick before standing up. "I bought a new movie this morning want to watch it?"
I nod smiling up at him and he puts in the movie, "What one is it?"
"An oldie, it's called One That Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest." Louis says and I smile.
"I love that one." I smile giddily as I crawl under his sheets.
"Good thing I changed those sheets before you crawled in." Louis smirks and I blush furiously. Louis follows along and crawls in beside me. He wraps his arms around my body and I cuddle into his warmth.
I draw softly on his chest as the movie begins and he sighs pulling me closer to his chest.
Louis *POV*
Ugh. Why does Harry have to be this innocent and cute?
Although I must admit I do like this feeling. The feeling that someone cares. The warm cosy feeling you get when cuddling with someone you like.
It's relaxing.
It's different.
I am brought out of my train of thought when I hear soft snores. I look down to see Harry snoozing on my chest. A small amount of drool dripping from his mouth and onto my chest. I would be completely grossed out and kick Harry out but, I can't. Seeing him like this makes me feel happy inside.
I caress up and down his arm and think back to my change in feelings.
I'm going weak.
What is this boy doing to me?
I kiss his forehead and continue to watch the movie.
******
"Louis ..." Harry's soft and sleepy voice says catching my attention.
I look down at him and notice the small wet spot where he drooled, "Yes?"
"How was the movie?" He asks me with a yawn as he puts his chin onto my chest and looks up at me.
"It was good. If only you could stay awake long enough to get into it." I chuckle thinking about him when he was snoring and sleep mumbling.
"Sorry," He stretches along my body.
"It's okay." I whisper kissing his nose.
Ugh. I'm so sensitive towards this boy.
"Okay, up. We are going to go and do something." I say, feeling the need to shake off this new Louis.
I have never been the caring kind of boy. I have learnt to hide my emotions from the world and act hard and cold yet, this boy is bringing out my soft and warm side. The side of me that hasn't shown itself since elementary school.
"You coming?" Harry asks from my doorway and I nod standing up while shaking out my hair. I walk out of my room after Harry and I notice Zayn is MIA. Probably out to find his next target.
I smirk at that, one thing that will always stay the same in my confusing world is Zayn.
"I thought maybe we could go to the movies and catch an evening show." Harry smiles and I chuckle at this.
"Sure thing Harry, do you think you'll stay awake for this one?" I say and Harry giggles taking my hand and walking towards the exit of the dorm. I grab my wallet on the way out but, I don't take my hand away from Harry's warm one. I walk with him out of the dorm and down the elevator before exiting the building completely.
We walk past multiple cafes when I finally decide to pull Harry into one. I take a seat at a table for two and he follows. "I thought we were going to the movies?"
"Yea, we are but, I figured it would be nice to sit and have something to drink before we go." I explain and Harry nods.
"Okay!" he chirps and the waitress comes to take our order.
"I'll have a coffee please." I place my order before looking at Harry.
"What do you like from here?" He asks the woman who smiles shyly at him before answering.
"Since it's October we are serving our pumpkin spice latte which I find to be pretty yummy." She giggles at him and I watch the exchange of his dimples and her eye flutter which makes me tense.
He's gay woman! You're out of luck unless your secretly hiding a dick under that dress.
"I will take that then." Harry nods and she writes it down.
"Can I get you anything else?" She asks more to Harry then me and I step in.
"Babe, I was thinking we could share a pastry. You like canele correct?" I say while I put my hand on his and rub my thumb over it in a romantic gesture to get the woman to bugger off.
"Oh, y-yea I do." Harry blushes at the PDA and I wink at him before looking at the woman who has a red blush of embarrassment crawling up her neck.
"We will get one of those." I order and She nods before scurrying off.
I pull my hand from Harry's and lean back as a big grin fills his face. A grin that makes his dimples pronounced and shown off to the world. I smile in return before looking away feeling awkward.
God. I can't fight these feelings anymore!
I should be ignoring him. Keeping my distance. But I can't.
"Want to be boyfriends?" Harry asks excitedly and I go wide eyed before I look up at him and shake my head violently.
"No, no. That is not happening. Are you crazy or plain stupid?" I ask him and I watch as his smile fall from his face and he nods. The awkward tension builds in the air and I sit there staring at him in bewilderment.
"I just thought, you know, maybe you would want to- forget it. It was a dumb idea anyway." Harry mumbles in embarrassment.
"Harry, we are only friends. That's all we will ever be. So, if you want to be friends its fine by me." I state and Harry nods as the waitress comes and puts down our drinks. She walks off to go get the pastry and Harry speaks up.
"Friends. Got it."
*****
After an awkward time at the cafe I decided to just bring Harry back to the dorms because I couldn't handle that situation anymore. I walk into my dorm room and see Zayn sprawled on the couch watching Modern Family. I take a seat on the lazy boy beside the couch and let out a long stressful sigh.
"Bad day?" Zayn asks never taking his eyes off the screen.
"You know it."
"Care to share?" Zayn asks and I take a moment to get my thoughts together before speaking.
"Harry asked if we could be boyfriends today and I obviously said no. Why does he have to be so complicated. Why can't we just go the way we are going right now. I had no problem letting him in and just being friends." I groan at the end.
"He's the one being complicating yah?" Zayn snorts and I scoff at him.
"You're suppose to be on my side bro!" I pout at him making him chuckle.
"You're the one who has been leading him on and confusing him since he started 'bothering' you." Zayn retorts.
"I have just started accepting the fact that I may or may not like this boy and you think it's okay for us to be boyfriends?!" I say in frustration.
"No, I am just saying that the only complicated one in this situation is you. Harry knows exactly what he wants." Zayn counters, "He wants you."
I take a moment to think about Zayn's words before I tug at my hair in frustration and whisper, "I think I made him cry Zayn."
******
How many people actually liked this update?
Be honest cause I feel like it sucked.
:/
May or may not be losing hope in this book
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