I'M SO SORRY DON'T HATE ME! I LOVE YOU GUYS! IT'S JUST THAT MIDTERM WEEK JUST ENDED AND MY MOM TOOK AWAY THE COMPUTER, CAUSE SHE WAS LIKE "YOU SPEND TOO MUCH TIME ON THERE, YOU'RE GOING TO FAIL YOUR MIDTERMS AND BLAH BLAH BLAH. AND I FELT LIKE POOP AND I'M JUST SO SORRY. PLEASE FORGIVE ME. c: OKAY ONTO LE CHAPPIE!
Fighting my eyes, which seemed unwilling to open.
Why was my bed so warm?
I tried to move but soon realized thre was a weight on me.
When my vision finally cleared I saw Harry was next me, sleeping (adorably I might add) with his head on my shoulders, mop of curls in my face and arm around my waist.
The smile that appeared on my face was bittersweet.
If only this was real. If only when he woke up his lips would touch mine.
The worst part was it used to be real.
He used to wake me up with a kiss. We used to cuddle and postpone getting out of bed for the day. We would talk on and on, about everything and nothing. Sometimes we would lie there, content with just the feel of each other's arms.
But that's just it.
None of that exist anymore. None of it.
Now Harry is doing all of that would him.
That goddamm kid had to come in and ruin everything. Harry and I had been doing so well. Everything was perfect. Then Harry lost his memory. I thought we'd still be able to move on though, but Reese had to come back and take Harry away from me. What was so special about that kid anyway? Why did Harry ever date him, why di-
A groan stopped my rant.
Harry stretched similar to a cat, (god he is so adorable).
After rubbing his eyes he turned to look at me.
"Hey Louis. Um, I hope you're feeling better, and um, good you uh, not say anything about this? It's not that I'm embarassed, not at all, it just, uh, um, I'd prefer if Reese didn't found out."
He quickly got out of bed and threw on a shirt, which I didn't recognized, which means it's probably Reese's.
It took everything I had to control my face from turning into one of disgust.
"Um, yeah. I won't mention it."
"Thanks. And hey, I hope everything works out with your boyfriend, or not boyfriend. And if it helps, you seem like a really great guy and if I didn't have Reese, I'd totally flirt with you. And-"
He was cut off when his phone vibrated.
"Oh! Reese wants to meet up in an hour! I gotta go get ready. I'll talk to you later."
He gave me a quick hug in which I stayed stiff even though my body wanted to melt into his embrace.
But I couldn't.
I would just being fooling myself if I did.
His arms were like fool's gold. Amazing at the start, full of promise, until it all gets ripped away from you. All Harry was right now was an illusion.
A hopeless, beautiful illusion.
If I didn't have Reese, I'd totally flirt with you."
I quickly washed my hair and dried my curls. Reese wanted to go the movies. I smiled at the thought of spending more time with him. He just always puts a smile on my face.
I really think I'm falling for him.
My thoughts started to wonder as I walked to the movie theatre. For some reason it wondered back to my dormmate, Louis.
There was something about Louis, he seemed so familiar. I guess it was because we shared a dorm before, but it just seemed like so much more. I couldn't put a finger on it. And why was he so stiff when I tried to hug him? Maybe he just doesn't like to be touched. I guess I'll give him his space from now on.
|Harry Styles||as Harry Styles|
|Louis Tomlinson||as Louis Tomlinson|