Cinema

It's warm

Do you think I'm cool too?

Or am I too into you ?

Harry contemplates the whole ride back. He's not sure if louis just complied to meet because he didn't wanna be rude. I mean what if louis doesn't want to even text him. Maybe he's not even gay. 

" You know he likes you right? " Gemma says, disrupting Harry's train of thought. 

" I don't know " Harry replies, still unsure. 

" Well he paid for your food, told you you're cool and gave you his number. Seems pretty bloody clear to me " Gemma states. 

" yeah but what if he just wants to be friends? I don't even know if he's gay ! " Harry said. 

" Well he was fawning over tom cruise so " Gemma had a point. 

" You can be straight and still think Tom is hot " Harry explained. 

" I guess, but shouldn't your gay senses be tingling or something ? " Gemma asked with a chuckle. 

" Ha ha. Maybe I should ask. Should I? Should I text him now ? " Harry asks quickly. 

" wait wait lil bro, that's way too soon. You gotta play hard to get for a while, text him tomorrow morning " Gemma advices and Harry nods. 

" you're right, I'll text him tomorrow " Harry agrees. 

" You actually like him. This is so cute, my little brother is in looveee " Gemma sing - songs. 

" You're so annoying " Harry grumbles and his cheeks flush. 

" Oh my god , you're even blushing ! " Gemma laughs. 

" I literally hate you and can you please keep your eyes on the road, I don't wanna die " Harry rolls his eyes. They sit in silence until they reach home. 

Harry gets out of the car as Gemma parks it in the garage. 

" Harry dear, how was the movie " Harry hears his mother call when he swings the door open. 

" It was so cool, Mum ! And I met this really nice guy too ! " Harry tells his mum, excitement in his eyes. 

" and harry has a crrushh on him" Gemma comes in. 

" Oh is that so? " Anne raises her eyebrows and harry falls onto the sofa, burying his face in a pillow. 

" maybe " he says, muffled. 

" awwwwww " both the women say, maybe gemma mockingly. 

Harry walks up the stairs to his room and changes into his pajamas. He opens his phone and looks at the recent number " Lou from the cinema :) ". That's what he saved his number as, he's such an idiot, harry thinks and grins. He puts on his earphones and plays his favorite playlist, " butterflies ". Till now, every time he listened to this playlist he would just sing along and imagine how it would be to be in love, but this time he's quiet and images of the blue eyed boy flash through his eyes. Caramel brown hair falling on his face and his thin pink lips. Now he's getting butterflies for real. He remembers how warm lou's hand felt over his and a similar warmth spreads over his chest. Harry loved this feeling and he hoped it would last forever, perhaps an unacquainted crush is purer than all other feelings because no one can ever take it from you. It's yours and no one can crush it. 

" Harry ! Come down for dinner hun " Harry's mother's voice startles him, he gets up and and goes down. 

" Look who it is, lover boyyyy " Gemma teases as harry walks down.