[A/N]: I LOVE SKAM AND EVAK SO MUCH WHAT THE FUCK

Harry walked back to his car and looked at the steering wheel blankly. He looked up and saw them driving away. The man on the radio said, "If you want something, go get it and never let it go, Becky."

The doctor's face expression changed from confused to determined. He started the car and drove off. Since there wasn't much traffic, he was able to follow them.

Derick glanced at Louis for a second before looking back at the road and asked, "You sure that you don't need your phone?"

Louis rested his head against the cold window and said, "Either ways, I wouldn't get any notifications. It's pointless."

Derick took a turn and stated, "You seem a bit... down. Is this about your dad again?"

Louis turned on the radio, raised the volume before leaning back against his seat and looked out of the window.

Derick raised his eyebrows at his actions and mouthed, "Oh-kay."

Harry stopped once he saw them parking in front of a coffee shop. He started driving around until he found a place to park in. He got out of the car and made his way over to the coffee shop.

Louis sat on one of the large couches with Derick facing him. Harry walked into the coffee shop, paused when he saw Louis and felt his heart beating out of his chest. He didn't know if he should act normal and talk to Louis or walk out of that door.

Without noticing what he was doing, Harry started walking over to the counter and ordered a cup of coffee to go. While he was waiting for his order, he kept on glancing at the young lad every once in a while.

Louis was looking out of the window blankly. He thought that going out with Derick would distract him from his thoughts but boy was he wrong.

Derick asked, "Want anything?" and stood up while still looking at him.

Louis looked over at him and said, "No," then looked behind him and saw the barista handing Harry his coffee. His eyes went wide a bit then immediately looked down at his lap once they made eye contact.

Harry knew that the young lad saw him and he couldn't just leave now. Derick was now ordering so Harry took this opportunity to go and talk to Louis.

Once he was towering over him, he said, "Hey."

Louis took a second to recollect himself before he looked up at him and said, "Uh, hi," and looked away once more.

Harry noticed the way he was acting so he furrowed his brows for a moment before he relaxed his features. He asked, "Who is..." and looked over at Derick who was waiting for his order.

Louis looked at who his doctor was looking at and said while rubbing his neck, "Derick."

Harry looked back at him and asked, "Friend from school?" and bit the inside of his cheek, refraining himself not to show that he's jealous.

Louis stated instead, "I see that you have your phone," and looked at Harry's phone in his hand.

Harry put his phone in his pocket then moved to sit right in front of him and said, "I called you back," and took a sip from his warm coffee.

The young lad's features softened at that before immediately looking away, not wanting to show how he really feels. He said, "Oh?"

"I thought something bad happened to you."

Louis looked at him while biting his bottom lip and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Harry shook his head lightly and looked down with a smile forming on his lips. He said, voice growing deep, "Do you want me to go?"

It caught Louis off guard as he cocked his head to the side a bit and asked, "Do you want me to beg you to stay?"

"That was my plan."

Derick walked over to them and said, "Hey, um, who are you?" and looked at the two of them, eyebrows pinched together.

Harry stood up with his coffee in his hand and said, "Don't forget to show up after school," and walked out of the coffee shop.

Louis was still in shock at what just happened, his eyes a bit wide. He gulped and looked out of the window, watching him get into his car.

Derick sat down and asked, "Who was that?" and took a sip from his coffee.

Louis blinked, trying to seem unaffected by what just happened and said, "He – He is my therapist," and cleared his throat.

Derick raised both of his eyebrows and said, "Wouldn't have guessed. He looks young to be a therapist; don't you think?"

Louis finally made eye contact with him and said, "I mean, I wouldn't know."

Derick pinched his eyebrows together and said, "Why are we here, Louis? We haven't talked ever since you left the house."

Louis looks away and he mentally curses himself for that bad habit. He hates the way he can't maintain eye contact for long because it makes him look... small. He pretends to just look out of the window and said, "I just wanted to go out because I'm scared to be lonely."

Derick stood up and sat next to Louis. He wrapped one arm around his shoulder and whispered, "You have me, okay?"

Louis looked at him, searching his eyes to see if he's being sincere and said, "I'm sorry for ignoring you at the car," and gave him a weak smile.

Derick fixed his fringe and said, "Don't be sorry," and changed the subject, "Now stop acting like tinker bell and smile for crying out loud."

Louis chuckled and pushed him away lightly. He said, "You are the definition of annoying."

Derick gasped and said, "All I do is compliment you and all you do is hurt my feelings."

Louis smiled wide and asked, "But are you complaining?"

"Never," Derick said and hugged him close. While he was holding him, he said in a soft tone, "If you want to talk about what's bothering you then I really don't mind listening."

Louis slowly moved away from his embrace and looked down at his hands. He said, "I want someone that I can't have. It's nothing serious."

Derick smirked as he looked at him and said, "Someone's got a crush."

Louis rolled his eyes and said, "I'm serious, Derick," and looked at him sadly. He added, "I really like him."

Derick played with his hair and said, "You are Louis Tomlinson and if anyone could get a man to bow down at their feet then it's you."