//past//

❝ H A R R Y ❞

"what are you two butterflies doing?"

the two girls gasped, jumped happily. "harry!"

"where were you all these days? we missed you. why don't you come here anymore?" phoebe hugged his legs, while daisy tugged harry's hand towards their small table.

"look look, what we made!" there lies a very colorful card. 'happy birthday' scrawled in messy handwriting. "it's for lou. do you think he'll like this?"

"today's his birthday?" he asked quickly. "and yes, he'll love it."

phoebe shook his head. "day after tomorrow."

"christmas baby." he smiled. louis was a gift to the world. harry shook his thoughts away. thoughts which were making this task harder with each passing day.

"you didn't know his birthday? he's your friend, though." phoebe tilted her head towards him.

"uh-

"it happens pheebs! remember how you forgot lottie's birthday last year?" daisy teased, the other girl blushed, embarrassed.

"where's lou?" he couldn't stop himself.

"he's gone out with felicite. i guess to the local library,"

disappointment washed over him. he hadn't seen the boy in four days. god, he sounds so pathetic. "okay."

"do you mind if i go up to his room?" he asked the twins quietly. "no. you are his friend." daisy grinned.

"but dee, louis does not like it when we enter his room without his permission!" phoebe whispered to her sister, although it was pretty audible.

"don't be silly, pheebs!" daisy scoffed. "harry is his friend. louis won't mind. he likes harry!" that caught harry's attention. "also, he lets niall, tay-tay and gigi enter his room. they are his friends, just like harry. isn't it, harry?"

harry gave them a small smile, not having the heart to deny it because he and louis weren't even as close as those three were with louis. "yeah— just like them."

"see!" daisy exclaimed with a smug smile, making phoebe pout in embarrassment. "you can go, harry. lou won't mind."

"thank you, lovely." with that, he hurried to louis' room. he knew it was wrong to invade someone's privacy, but he wasn't stealing or overstepping any boundaries. also, daisy just said louis would never mind his presence. cautiously, he opened the door to the room and tip toed inside. the room felt weirdly silent.

he made a beeline towards louis' study desk and he couldn't help but smile. he shook his head fondly, the chaplet, he made for louis, was sitting nicely on the clean, organized desk. the fact that louis kept the wreath he has made for him really made him giddy. the foliage and the flowers were dead. he really put a lot of efforts into making that flower crown. louis had looked so pretty with this crown on his head.

however, it really wasn't the time to fawn over the boy. it was getting tiring to ignore his feelings. maybe he should screw his stupid ignorance and accept his feelings. but that will make it more difficult to betray louis.

with a heavy sigh, he shrugged his thoughts away. all these feelings and emotions are lame and gross. he really shouldn't get involved with someone like louis. they are like two opposite poles, which aren't really meant to be together.

"ew... stop being gross for once!" he frowned to himself. quickly, he did what he wanted to do and left the room, hoping the other lad won't mind his intrusion and dashed off the tomlinson's household.

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❝ L O U I S ❞

"louis!" daisy exclaimed suddenly with a loud gasp, while they were having their dinner, as if she had forgotten something important to tell the eldest sibling. "harry was here."

louis frowned softly. "why?" although he had told harry to take a break from tutoring for a while, he kind of missed the boy. he really wished he was home that time.

"i don't know." daisy shrugged. "he just asked us if it is okay to enter your room without you being there and i said it's fine, 'cause he's your friend."

"mhm... sure." louis mumbled, forking a piece of meat. he wondered what exactly harry's intention was to come here, let alone enter his room without him being there. once he was done with his food, he excused himself.

it was a tiresome day. him and felicite had walked around the town a lot, even in the library. though he didn't get the book he was looking for. deciding he should take a shower, he sauntered off the bathroom. harry's surprising arrival was still on his mind. not that he has harry's contact number, so that he could ask the lad about it.

after taking shower, louis thought of studying a little. he threw the soiled towel in the laundry basket and made his way to the study table. his eyebrows shot up in confusion when he saw a little post-it stuck on his physics book. he didn't put it there. a little gasp punched out of his lips when something dawned on him. maybe harry was the one who put it there.

skipping a beat, he peered down at the post it and felt his hands getting a bit clammy. carefully, he peeled off the small piece of paper and pulled his bottom lip between teeth, breaking into a little giggle. he felt heat rise in his body, flushing his cheeks in the process.

xxx-xxx-xxxx — harry styles x

with a kiss!

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❝ H A R R Y ❞

harry had just completed his homework and he was pretty sure he got all the answers right. all the appreciation to louis. speaking of louis, he wondered if louis had came across his post it or not? thinking about that, his heart throbbed a little quickly, he closed his eyes, smiling a little. maybe he should accept that he likes louis. what could go wrong? it's just some feelings, they'll go away once louis will know about his intentions and will hate him. wow, that did not help it at all.

"sometimes, i think i'm my own enemy." he scoffed to himself. however, the second his phone vibrated, indicating he got a message, he literally leapt towards the nightstand. however, it was just a stupid message from zayn on instagram. it must be some kind of meme. his life is becoming a meme.

"yep, i'm my own enemy." he grumbled and was about to keep his phone back when it vibrated again. "i swear to god, z, stop sending your stupid memes!" however, it wasn't zayn. it was some message from an unknown number.

"louis!" he gasped and quickly unlocked his phone. it was indeed louis.

'i'm glad that you shared your number with me. does this mean we are friends now? i mean, i don't want to force it on you, harry. just.. y'know, curious.'

harry smiled at the message, feeling the jitters. of course, louis would think they were friends. no matter how much, he wanted to quote the song lyrics 'i don't want to be your friend, i want to kiss your neck', he refrained himself from doing it and scaring louis away.

'decidedly so, louis. we are friends.'

it was a simple message. with a stupid grin on his face, he rolled on a bed like a little puppy. there's no way to deny his feelings anymore. he did like louis.

'glad.'
'good night, h. see you.'

"i wish we could be together." he sighed dreamily. sending a 'good night x' in reply, he locked his phone and pulled his covers on. "i really wish..."

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❝ Cause I'm in a field of dandelions,
Wishing on every one that you'll be mine.❞
— Ruth B

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17/04/2021

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excuse my mistakes. i hope you liked the chapter x