Old Friends? (A Louis Tomlinson FanFic)

Chapter Eight.

A/N: Sorry about the hate! Honestly, it was only written in the story, Ally and I do not feel/think that at all!

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I had finished my chili. It was good, Liam was becoming bit of a chef. I wasn’t going to leave my room until Louis and Eleanor had gone. There was a knock at the door.
“Chloe?”
Harry. Again.
“Hey,” I smiled, grateful to see a friendly face.
“Are you okay? Liam told me everything.”
Well, Liam couldn’t have told you everything, since I was brief with Liam.
“I’m fine, I mean, I’ll live…” I said.
“Don’t let Louis get you down.” Harry said, “Everything will get sorted tomorrow night.”
“What’s tomorrow night?” I asked.
“Our party.”
Oh great. The party was going ahead. And Louis would be there.
“I know you’ll be mad at me, because like… you didn’t want it to happen. But I reckon, if you turn up in that stunning navy dress you have, Louis won’t be able to resist you, and he’ll have that dress off you in five seconds flat.”
I laughed.
“What about precious Eleanor?” I asked.
“Her? She’s some hooker that he bought on a street corner for $2.50.”
“Cheap for a whore?”
“Philadelphia hoes aren’t as good as Vermont ones.” Harry laughed.
“She’s a bit of a skank though, isn’t she?” I said.
“Louis could do so much better.” Harry said.
“He so could!” I giggled.
“I know you might be mad, that I invited him, but he’s my best friend and I haven’t seen him in ages…” Harry blabbered.
“No need to go on, I totally understand.” I smiled.
“Really? Thanks!” Harry smiled.
He sat down on the bed next to me.
“I don’t think it will take Louis long to realize what he really wants.” He smirked.
“And who’s that then?” I grinned.
“You,” Harry said.
“Aha, no,” I looked at the floor.
“Chloe, did you see his dick today when he saw you in that bikini?” Harry said.
“Yeah…” I giggled.
“He wants you so badly; he just doesn’t want to admit it.”
I swear Harry was never normally this good at making me feel better.
“Really?” I raised an eyebrow at him.
“Obviously, I mean, who wouldn’t want you?”
I giggled, “Stop it Harry.”
“You’re smart, you’re pretty, you’re responsible but you’re also not afraid to get pissed.” Harry said.
I blushed like crazy.
“I’m not any of those things you said.” I said.
“You’re also very feisty. I bet Louis had various bruises all over his arms from all the slaps you used to give him.” Harry laughed.
“Oh probably, I can be a right bitch when I want to be.” I chuckled.
“We know.” Harry said.
I hit him.
“See what I mean?” He laughed.
“So you really think, after all this time, Louis is still sexually attracted to me?” I said.
“DUH.” Harry said, pushing me.
“What about Eleanor?”
“SHE’S A FUCKING HOE. WE’VE BEEN THROUGH THIS.” Harry laughed.
“Louis wouldn’t cheat on his girlfriend though, he’s so loyal.”
“He’ll dump her then. And then you’ll have babies, twins… Called Erica and Jack… Like in Friends?”
“I’d really love to live in HarryTown.” I laughed.
“It’s a heck of a town.” Harry winked.
I fell back laughing.
“That laugh… Super duper sexy, do that in front of Louis and he’ll be yours for sure.” Harry said, sarcastically.
“Come here, you little bugger.” I said, slamming my hands into Harry’s chest. He erupted into a series of snorts and giggles.
“Hot.” I smirked.
He rolled his eyes.
Then his gaze fixed on me.
It softened.
I smiled.
Then in a matter of seconds, Harry grabbed my face and kissed me. I wasn’t sure what was happening. Why was Harry doing this? I tensed and immediately pulled away, jumping about a mile off the bed.
“WHAT THE FUCK HARRY?” I screeched.
“I… I…” He stuttered.
“WHY DID YOU KISS ME?”
“I DON’T KNOW!”
“HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW?”
At that moment, Zayn poked his head around the door.
“Everything okay in here?” He asked.
“Urm… Yeah.” Harry said, scratching the back of his neck.
“What were you shouting about?” Zayn looked confused.
“Were we shouting Harry? Gee, maybe we need to talk quieter?” I said.
Zayn rolled his eyes and left the room.
“Potentially awkward moment…” Harry said.
“POTENTIALLY? YOU JUST KISSED ME.”
“Shut up!” Harry hissed.
“DO YOU NOT LIKE ELLIE ANYMORE?”
“NO WAY, I AM IN LOVE WITH HER… I DON’T KNOW WHAT POSSESSED ME.” Harry shrieked.
“We’re not mentioning this to anyone!” I said, quieter now.
“I second that.”
“This kiss never happened.”
“What kiss?”
“Harry, I suggest you leave now.”
“I was just about to do that.”
“Good man.”
“Well bye…” Harry muttered as he left the room.
Well. I think this might be a time for the awkward turtle to appear… If only Liam hadn’t kidnapped him…