Sun simmered through the room as I pulled the blinds open, and the groan sounding from the sofa bed made me chuckle lightly.
“Boo, it’s time to get up. Niall texted, apparently we have another interview today.” My voice was no longer husky and thick from sleep like it had been earlier, when I had first woken, because I had gotten up and had a shower – allowing Louis to continue sleeping for that hour more.
“What the f–” Louis began, but another voice cut him off.
“Louis, get out of bed. Now,” his mother instructed forcefully, and despite him being twenty and a legal adult, he pushed the blankets aside with a grumble. I sat there smirking, trying my best not to laugh.
He shot me a glare, but it softened when I faked a hurt expression. Suddenly, his cheeks turned bright red, as if remembering last night – wait, early this morning when I asked him on…a date. He had said yes and maybe he was regretting it – the saying yes part, I mean. I totally understand though, he wasn’t really paying that much attention to me, and he had been asleep, so maybe he was going to change his mind and break it to me slowly that he was straight and didn’t want to go on a date with me. I really hopped that didn’t happen.
However, he didn’t say anything, and he just walked out of the room and up the stairs to his bathroom, leaving a trail of silence behind him. “Do you want a tea Harry?” Jay asked me tiredly, her voice croaky.
I looked over at her, raising my head from the carpet, and nodded. “Yes, thanks.”
I walked over to the kitchen stools, plonking down into one of them while she leaned against the counter, eyeing me carefully. Her eyes were narrowed, as if deep in thought – just like I was – and her lips pouted to the side. My gaze flickered up to her, and I blushed, looking away again quickly. I fiddled with my fingers at the strange mood in the room. Usually, Jay and I were never awkward, but I felt now as though we were because she was acting suspicious.
I shut my eyes for a second, playing in my head what would happen tonight if Louis still agreed on going to the date together. I’d take him to The Ivy – our favourite – then, afterwards, I’d take him to a movie where we’d sit and cuddle over the large big-screen display of The Notebook. I had it all planned out with the cinema workers, they had the whole theatre booked out for the night for us, so fans couldn’t bother us – just how Louis had protested about the day before.
The restaurant would be harder to cope with.
Ever since the fans and reports and everyone else found out about our love for the restaurant, the business for it has sky-rocketed and it frequently surveyed and watched by obsessive fans that are dying to meet us.
Like Louis had said yesterday too, I respected everything the fans and pap’s and reporters and EVERYONE had done…but I did want one day without all of that. Sometimes I even wished for my normal, infamous life for one day, but then I remember everything I have now – Louis, band mates, best friends – and I shake my head, wondering why I’d want such a thing.
“I heard you last night, y’know.” Jay said, out-of-the-blue, surprising me. I looked up at her briskly, face catching fire, understanding what she meant, but not willing to believe it. “Yes, it’s exactly what you’re thinking…I heard that you asked him to dinner.”
I froze in my seat, tensing up noticeably, and blushed redder than before. Jay could see it; there was no need to even try to cover it that could even possibly make it worse.
“I’m glad you did.” She suddenly said, making my froze-limbs warm up increasingly.
“W-what do you mean?” I muttered, stumbling over my words anxiously.
She poured the boiling water into the cup, making me wait for her reply, before sliding my tea over to me, and took a sip of her own. “I mean,” she said, blowing on the liquid before taking another mouthful. “I’m happy you did ask him because I think he’s been expecting it…”
I nearly spat out my tea. He was expecting it? What on earth did she mean by that? Did he know I was gay – did he know…? Oh my God…did this mean he knew I had feelings for him… strong, undeniable, sometimes painful, feelings for him?
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|Louis Tomlinson||as Himself|
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