• chapter four •

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When he heard the toilet flush and saw Harry sit back on his heels he spoke up, "Harry..." he started, trying to be as gentle as possible. "Are you alright in there?" He asked, genuinely being concerned because he didn't want Harry to work if he felt ill.

"Uhh...umm yeah, can you just go tell Mitch to get me a toothbrush? Or a mint...and could you tell the makeup team to be ready for touch ups?" Harry asked shakily, trying to play off that he'd just been sick.

"I mean yeah...but are you sure? We really shouldn't be doing the shoot if you're ill" Louis told him, really hoping not to piss Harry off but he just didn't know what was the right and wrong thing to say.

"I'm not cancelling again...please just go...I'll be fine." Harry told him, sounding a little frustrated but mostly just exhausted.

"Right uhh...I'll go do that" Louis said quickly as he left the bathroom, not knowing what else to do because he didn't want to upset Harry again. He also wasn't exactly sure how he could help Harry without crossing any boundaries.

So he went to do what Harry asked, leaving the bathroom and Harry came out not too long after. He tried so hard not to act like he hadn't just thrown up as he walked out to get his makeup touched up.

The whole rest of the shoot went smoothly but Louis kept looking at Harry like he was a wounded little puppy. Louis was getting his equipment ready to leave as Harry had changed back into his clothes he came in, and was wiping his makeup off.

That's when he got a call from Liam, and all color drained from his face. "Hey babe..." he answered and sighed a little bit as he waited for Liam's response. "I'm going out for the weekend, but I have a list of things for you to do while I'm gone" Liam said shortly and Harry looked upset.

"But babe...I was supposed to cook you dinner and we were gonna have a movie night tonight. You said you wouldn't miss it this time" Harry said, sounding so disappointed. "I don't want to hear it! I work so hard for you! If I want a weekend to relax then you should just shut the fuck up about it!" Liam snapped into the phone, making Harry shut up instantly.

"You're right love, I'll see you when you get back" Harry said, about to continue but Liam hung up. "Love you..." Harry whispered, feeling upset because he had wanted to hear that Liam loved and appreciated him too.

He sighed, trying to act nonchalant about it because now he had to find a ride home as Liam was already leaving and Mitch had left for the day because he had an appointment shortly after the shoot and had to leave quick. So, that meant Harry had no other option but to go to the last person he could think of...

Louis.

"Hey ummm...I'm sorry to bother you but I was wondering if you'd be able to give me a ride home? My boyfriend just went out of town and I don't have a ride" Harry asked him, trying to come up with the best excuse because he thought Louis would say no.

Louis was packing up his equipment and he smiled, "of course I can...let me just finish up here and we can leave" he told Harry, genuinely surprised that Harry had even asked. "Thank you...a lot" Harry whispered, grabbing his bag and waiting for Louis to get done.

"So umm...how are you feeling? You seemed pretty sick in the bathroom earlier" Louis asked awkwardly as he and Harry were in the car. Harry blushed deeply, really embarrassed that Louis had asked this.

"I feel fine. I just, my erm...my stomach just didn't agree with what I ate" Harry told him quietly, looking down at his lap.

"Oh okay, well I was worried about you" Louis told him, reaching over and putting a hand on his shoulder gently as they were at a stoplight. This made Harry belly do flips and flutters, he didn't know why he was feeling like this just over this simple contact.

Liam was supposed to be the one he felt this way for...he did feel that way about him...didn't he?

Louis was really sweet

He was understanding

He was also pretty cute...

But Harry couldn't think like that. He had Liam, he was Liam's.

They eventually made it to Harry's house and he got out of the car. "Umm...thanks for working with me...and for the ride, you've been really flexible with me this last week or two." Harry mumbled, leaning against the car. He wished he had the courage to invite Louis inside. He wanted to be friends with him, he hadn't met anyone like Louis in a while.

But he couldn't, Liam would be furious...

Hey guys, thanks for reading. We've really appreciated the love on these chapters. Hope you enjoyed -Violet 💟

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