Little things

truth.

I woke up around 10 am, the sun shining brightly through the window. Harry wasn't there when I woke up, and I was missing him already.

I walked into the kitchen amd found a little note stuck to the fridge

Went grocery shopping :)

Oh. Well that might give me time to devise a plan to tell him about the Louis kiss. Harry always takes a long time at the store. He would always debate on whether he should buy something against another item.

I called Ellie to ask her for advice.

"Hello?" She finally picked up after 4 rings. "El, I really need your help right now!" I nearly yelled into the phone. "Ok, what's up?" I could hear her sip from her tea. Everyday and night, she has to have her yorkshire tea. Without it, she would die. "Well, I need some ideas to tell Harry that his best friend kissed me. And I don't know what to say." I explained. "To start off, just take it slow, yeah? Don't be too forward, but just get to the point. Be sweet about it too. Don't be a totaly bitch or things would go south." Ellie advised. "Yeah, yeah. What else?" "Just follow those and you'll be good." "Ok, but-" "Look, it's like 8 pm here and I know it's an early bedtime, but I'm just really tired." Ellie complained. No wonder why she seemed grumpy. "Thanks anyways.." I mumbled and hung up.

I heard Harry fumble with his keys, unlocking the door. There was Louis who came in along next to Harry. "Hey, love." Harry came over to peck my cheek. "Hey." I muttered, all my attention focused on Louis. He was awkwardly staring at me, wanting to talk to me. I could see it in his eyes.

"I'm gonna be making brunch." Harry walked into the kitchen, bringing the food. I sat on the couch and Louis sat down too, making a long distance between us. "So.." He said. I didn't answer him. "Look, can we just forget about the kiss? I didn't mean it really. Maybe the coffee smell got to me. But let's not make this awkard." He said. I nodded my head, only staring at the ground. At the corners of my eyes, I could see him nod as well, hands on his knees. "I'm going to tell him, if you don't mind. Honesty is the number one thing." I said in a low voice. Louis sighed and sat there for a moment. He was awfully silent, I can tell he was thinking about it. "Well, do what you want." He turned to face me.

We all ate our meal in silence. I played with my spoon, swirling it around my empty plate. Harry took Louis and I's plate and placed them in the sink. "I'm going to get some fresh ari. I mean air." He quickly reassured. He got up from his chair and walked out to the backyard without another word. "What's up with him?" Harry stared at the backyard door as it swung shut. I shrugged. I really don't know.

"Harry." I began. This is it. Tell him. Tell him. He looked at me with his beautiful green eyes. Tell him, my mind urged me. "I-I gotta tell ya something.." I stuttered. His face suddenly came to worry, his eyes looked like it was freaking out. "And uh- what might that be?" He asked, his turn to stutter a little. "I um... Louis I mean. No, I." Was all I managed to spit out. "Louis and you?" He questioned. Damn. Spit it out and get your shit together, Ariana!

"LouisandIkissedtwoweeksago." I quickly said. "Wait, what?" He put his hand to his right ear. "Say it slower, love." "Louis and I kissed two weeks ago, and- and I don't know how to feel about it. I know he's your best friend, but to tell you the real truth, he kissed me first. I didn't kiss back." I explained, almost in tears. Harry wasn't talking. His jaw was clenched. He only stared st the ground. His eyes were on fire. Brows were furrowed. He was pissed. No. He wasn't pissed. He was more than that, but I don't know how to explain it. "Harry..." I mumbled. "Please. Talk to me. Say something." I said quietly. He responded with a heavy sigh, a pissed one in fact.

Louis then came back from his time outside. "Hey." He shut the door. Perfect timing, Louis. Just perfect. Harry muttered something I just couldn't make out. He got up from his chair and turned to Louis. "You." He began. "Bloody hell. How could you?" Harry began to shout. Louis looked taken back. "Bro.." "Oh, don't you "bro" me!" He yelled. "Ariana's mine." Harry sternly said. "Look man, you don't have to be a douche ok? It's just one little kiss." Louis glared at him. "What'd you just say? I dare you to say it again." Harry said in a low voice. "I said. Don't. Be. A. Fucking. Douche." Louis crossed his arms, cocking his head side to side, obviously teasing Harry.

I witnessed that Harry clenched his fists and went in to slam on Louis. "Harry, no!" I ran to stop his hand from punching the crap out of Lou. Louis had his hands covering up his face, his legs up to protect his small body. "Stay out of this, ok?" Harry let go of my grip. "What's your deal?" I glared at the curly-haired one. Harry just scoffed af me. "It was just a stupid kiss. Why are you trying to slam on Louis for it? It's not that big of a deal." "Not a big deal." Harry mocked me, but I couldn't care less. "So tell me. If Ellie kissed me, would you be kinda mad?" I shuffled my feet, thinking that I could say yes, but I can't lose to him. "That's what I thought." He crossed his arms. "I didn't give an answer. Don't bring Ellie into this." I shot at him. He chuckled lightly before speaking again. "You never answered my question, Ariana." Even the sound of his voice gave me chills down my spine. "No." I said. "Why?" He asked in a dark tone. "I know you hooked up with other girls while we were dating. Why should I even be jeleous of you kissing Ellie?" I know. That sounded so bitchy, but it had to be said.