I take a deep breathe as if I’m finally composing myself and rest my hands on his chest pulling him back, ending the embrace “T-Thanks…” I say and try not to look at him. I feel weird because all this situation was so bizarre. He has you in his hands and you can’t even notice it. And this words sure hit me. It’s not true… but I almost forgot about Friday night and what Harry did-what Harry and I did. I was mad and now we’re acting like nothing have happened. We can’t keep doing this, being this close like we always were, it’s not good neither for me nor Harry; more for Harry since he… he loves me and I might be giving him the wrong idea acting like this around him. And I’m supposed to hate him, he annoys me so much I don’t know how I still keep with this and how, in the first time, I allowed this “Hum… We should g-go-“

“Hey Lou,” he raises my head by my chin, making me look at him “are you sure that everything is all right?” Sure Harry I just think we shouldn’t be this close

I nod “Bryan is sick” I chuckle nervously

“Yeah he is, I told you.”

“Yeah you told me…” I stop laughing

He looks at me as if he knows what I’m thinking “It’s fine you know…” he was right and I didn’t believe him completely that time, I even shouted at him and he says it’s fine…

“It’s not…” I sigh, it’s other thing that it’s bothering me, he didn’t deserve this

“Louis, let’s forget all of this okay? It’s fine now.” He tries to give me a smile when I look at him carefully. “Now c’mon the others are probably tired of waiting for us.” He says and at the same time grabs my hand to walk next to him.

I look at the touch and notice how his mood changed after this. When he was dragging me out of the lab he was with his jaw clenched and his shoulders tensed, he looked like he was going to explode, his eyes dropped fury and now I can see his dimple and I’m sure his eyes are shining. It’s this what I am talking about… I need to stop analysing his face.

I release my hand from his, trying my best not to be harsh, but keep walking and looking forward. He doesn’t stop too but I notice he looks at me surprised but I don’t dare to look back because I know I would overanalyse his face.

~*~

“Arrived late you lads.” Niall says when sees us. It’s the first time I see my three friends since Friday and I feel like it was in ages to be honest

“Sorry, I picked Louis later than the usual…” Harry decides to speak

“So I’m expecting to see a grumpy Louis today, hum?” Liam looks at me with a smirk, joking.

“I’m fine.” I say in the most normal tone I can speak, as if that episode with Bryan and Harry didn’t happen. I sit next Niall so I don’t have to be next to Liam or he would start with a bunch of questions which would involve Harry and Bryan and that would be the worst thing he could do to me at the moment.

“Hum, so Louis…” Niall’s voice is weird and not as happy as he usually sounds. I look at him with a frown “I’m sorry for what I said to you…” he looks down and I raise my eyebrow. With all of this I forgot about my fight with Niall.

“Oh… it’s fine, let’s forget it please.” I don’t need one more rock in my shoe because the other ones are already hurting me like hell

“You sure?”

“Yeah!” I give him a small smile. Either way, it’s hard to stay mad at Niall too much time and we usually just fight because of why he doesn’t have good games and when he cheats in something we’re playing.

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