"I don't have feelings for him. That's not allowed." "He forbids you to love him?" "He forbids me to make the wrong choice."
Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson. From enemies to friends. And from an irritated look to a sneaky kiss in a broom shed. What...
The clouds carefully release their snowflakes. They land gently on my skin and crawl across the floor. I close my eyes with a smile. The singing of some of my fellow students echoes in my ears."Happy birthday to you!," it sounds. I open my eyes when Liam gives me a little nudge on the side and sings along loudly for me. "Happy birthday to Louis!" I shyly hide my head in my cold hands when everyone starts clapping and separately wishes me a happy birthday. Niall puts his arms around me and his scarf flies in my face.
"You're 17!" Liam smiles and quickly hugs me too before handing over a package. "I know you said we didn't have to, but you know us. We never listen, so happy birthday, Louis."
With a small eye roll I thank them and accept the gift. "Open! Open!," Niall yells enthusiastically. I smile.
"Okay okay!" With some effort I remove the wrapping paper to discover a book. I look at them. "Nothing's going to jump in my face if I open this?"
"There's only one way to find out..."
Somewhat nervously I open the book to reveal all the pages of photos. "It's a kind of photo book. Only with different things sticking in it, such as cards. They're all memories." I leaf through the book in amazement. It contains photos from when we were little to silly shots from a few months ago. Every now and then there's a picture of me and Jason. I have to smile at all the fun memories that come up. There is even a picture of Harry and I.
I stop scrolling when I come to a picture of Kjell and me. It was at a party. We hadn't had anything to drink yet. I remember it was the first time in months that I felt a little happy. It's one of the few pictures we've ever taken.
I look at Niall and Liam with a smile. "Guys," I say, not knowing what to say.
"We know you've had an incredibly difficult year. So we thought let's put all the best memories together so that when you're not feeling well, you can look at this and see what you've got to fight for." With a few tears welling up and a big smile I take them both in my arms.
"Thank you guys. It's the best gift ever. I love you." Niall makes a noise when I release them and pretends to wipe a tear.
"We love you too, Louis."
"Is it too late to give a present too?" I turn and see Harry standing in front of me.
"Harry-"
"I know what you're going to say. 'You didn't have to do that,' but I had." He hands me a box bigger than my hands.
"Harry-"
"Open up." Surprised, I open the box and take out an old camera that I recognize. "A few weeks ago I was clearing out the attic and I found this. I remember how you used to walk around taking pictures of everyone when you came to play with me. I was surprised it was still working. There's still photos on this thing that you took 10 years ago."
I look at him in amazement. "No way! Are you serious?" He nods and turns on the camera for me. The gallery is full of images of a little Harry. I bite my lower lip to hide my smile. "Apparently I had a great source of inspiration." I bring the camera in front of my face and point it at Harry.
"What are you doing?" he laughs. "Finishing my collection." With a smile he tries to take the camera out of my hands, but I hold it behind my back causing him to wrap his arms around my body. My eyes fall on his lips.
"Guys!" I look up and free myself from his grasp to see Mel waving at us. "Instead of taking pictures of each other, take a picture of the Eiffel Tower!" I look up. Surprised I hadn't noticed the monument yet. I think I had all my attention focused on another breathtaking thing...With a smile I skip to the rest of the group. I stop at a boy I sometimes sit next to in French.
"Hey, Evan." He looks up with a smile.
"Hey, Louis. Happy birthday again."
"Thanks. Would you like to take a group photo?" I give him the camera he takes from me.
"Of course. Tell me when you're ready."
I glance around me quickly. I spot Niall and Liam together and drag them with me to Mel and Zayn who are talking to Harry. "Come on! Let's take a group photo," I tell them. Zayn rolls his eyes, but I still convince everyone to stand in front of the Eiffel Tower.
"Ready?," Evan asks.
"Ready," I tell him.
"Okay, 3, 2, 1, say cheese!"
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