Neely's POV:
"You can't be serious," Louis laughed as I finished the story.
"Don't you think it's funny how we manage to get along so well?"
"But people get on all the time-"
"Just think about it for a second," I snapped.
"I mean, you've got to understand this is a lot to take in."
"I know, but it's the truth and I'm trying to change what happened. I mean, I love him with all my heart, but I know what mistakes to and not to make. I just need your help to get him to fall in love with me."
"I don't think that'll be a problem, love. He rarely cooks for people he doesn't like," Louis smiled widely.
"Thanks for letting me vent," I chuckled as we both stood and walked toward the door.
"No problem." Opening the door I saw Harry jump and I stared at him with wide eyes.
"I w- I was just coming to say goodnight," he stammered.
"Goodnight, Louis. Coach," I nodded.
"Night," they both said in unison and I closed the door once again, hoping in the back of my heart Harry hadn't heard our conversation.
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I woke up rather early, lying in the dark and thinking about things, wishing I was lying next to Harry. Deciding to finally get up, I stalked toward the kitchen and began to search through the fridge for some breakfast food. Settling on bacon, eggs, and pancakes, I started cooking as quietly as possible.
Hearing the front door open as I finished the bacon, I assumed it was Harry because I had heard him leave this morning, that was what woke me up. Sitting the last pancake on the large stack, I heard his footsteps heading for the kitchen.
"Louis I swear if you wake Neely u-" I looked up at him, glistening with sweat, chest slightly heaving up and down, and tattoos were scattered across his shirtless torso. It was like God was torturing me.
"Morning," I smiled. " I made breakfast. It's the least I can do."
"That's great. You didn't have to. Thank you," he replied, his breathing labored.
"I wanted to."
"Thank you, again. I'll be back down in a bit," he breathed. "Just got done with a run."
"Okay." Sitting the pans in the sink, I turned on the hot water, washing them before finally putting them back away and sighing as I grabbed a plate from the cabinet. Plating up some of the food and began to quietly eat.
"Just admit you like her-" I heard Louis' voice say. My ears immediately perked up.
"She's beautiful, but I can't risk my job," Harry replied.
"Neely made breakfast. You've got a keeper-" Louis teased and I smiled a little bit.
"Would you just stop?" he snapped.
"You're only five years older than her. It's not weird-"
"It is for me! I'm not supposed to like her, but damn it, I do." Continuing to eat as I eavesdropped on their conversation, I tried not to smile like an idiot.
"Once she turns 17, maybe you can warm up to her a bit more. But when she turns 18 mate, you better ask her out," Louis said and I could practically envision his smirk.
"Would you just stop? I've got some things to think about." Harry walked out of the kitchen and abruptly stopped in front of me sitting at the table.
"Good morning," he smiled tentatively.
"Hey," I smiled widely, keeping my eyes on my plate. I was scared that if I looked up at him, I wouldn't be able to fight the urge to kiss him with all my might.
"Are you ready to head to school?"
"I'm almost finished and then I'm gonna take a quick shower."
"Did you put your clothes in the wash?" he asked, sounding almost parental.
"Crap, I forgot to put them in the dryer," I cringed.
"I guess you can borrow something of mine. I don't know if I have anything really girly. Maybe Louis has something, he's into all of that." Following him up the stairs, we first looked in his closet.
"I guess just pick a shirt or whatever. I don't really know what you like," he chuckled awkwardly and I felt at ease. Picking a long sleeved button down that was a deep royal blue, I smiled as I took it off the hanger.
"I can get some leggings from Louis."
"They'd probably be too short on you," he teased.
"It'll keep the boys at school on their toes."
"I'm sure." Walking in Louis' room, I knew exactly where to look and grabbed a pair. I closed Louis' door back behind me and walked across the hall, closing and locking the door behind me. Sitting everything on the counter, and feeling lucky I had hung my bra to dry last night, I undressed and started the water. Stepping under the cascading hot water, my strained muscles soon felt revitalized.
Finishing up, I grabbed the large red towel and wrapped it around myself before grabbing the clothes from the counter and cautiously walking into the hall and toward the guest room. Quietly, I closed the door behind me.
Toweling off, I pulled on my bra and underwear before wrapping my hair with the towel and looking in the full length mirror resting against the back of the door. I felt surprisingly sexy and smiled as I took a deep breath.
"Neely?" I heard a voice call as the knob twisted and the door opened. Pulling his shirt off the bed to cover myself, he covered his eyes. "Shit, I'm sorry. I didn't know where you'd gone. Um, I'm ready when you are."
"Thanks," I chuckled. Closing the door back behind him, I shook my head as I buttoned his shirt and sniffed the collar, smiling widely as I relished in his scent. Getting fully dressed and walking down the stairs to get my makeup bag, Louis was sitting on the couch.
"You wear those well," he commented, looking at my legs.
"Thanks."
"You look really good, love."
"You sure know how to make a girl blush," I laughed as I made my way through the foyer and back upstairs. Leaving my hair the way it was, I parted it and let it fall against my shoulders before quickly starting my makeup.
"Neely?" Harry called from the bottom of the stairs.
"I'm almost done!" I called with a chuckle as I swiped some of my Rihanna lipstick over my lips and rubbed them together before grabbing my shoes and hurrying down the stairs.
"Sorry, takes a lot to be a girl," I laughed as I put my shoes on before shoving my earrings I my ear and slinging my backpack onto my shoulder.
"Alright," I sighed, following him out the front door. Getting in the car, it was only 7:32.
"Coffee?" I asked as we made our way out of the neighborhood.
"Yeah and something from the gas station to snack on. I'm hungry," he replied, putting a hand on his stomach.
"Did you eat any of those pancakes?"I laughed.
"I had three with some bacon," he blushed.
"Were they good?"
"They were. Very tasty."
"Lots of people like my pancakes," I smirked, looking out the window. You will.
"It was very nice of you to cook."
"No problem." Pulling into the Starbucks parking lot, I couldn't stop smiling as we both got out.
"What are you getting?" he asked as we walked inside and the comforting scent of coffee beans surrounded us.
"I don't have any cash on me, I'm okay," I shrugged.
"Don't worry about it," he dismissed. Walking toward the barista, she blushed.
"What can I get you?" she smiled widely at Harry.
"Can I have a Venti peppermint mocha? And a bagel with cream cheese?"
"Sure. Is that all?" I was standing right there.
"Can I have a treinta passion tea lemonade sweetened and a chocolate chip cookie?" I smiled.
"Sure. Your total is $15.78." Watching as Harry pulled his wallet from his back pocket, he handed her a $20 bill and smiled.
"Keep the change."
"Thank you," the barista blushed. "We'll have that ready for you in just a few minutes. Did you want your bagel toasted?"
"Yes please," Harry nodded as we walked toward doors and waited.
"She totally wants you," I said quietly with a snicker.
"What do you mean?"
"Are you really that oblivious? She was practically eye raping you."
"I don't see it."
"Just watch," I laughed, putting my arm around his waist and giggling. The barista gave me a dirty look and I leaned into Harry, giggling even more. His scent could've made me pass out and I wanted nothing more than to dig my nose into the crook of his neck.
"See? I told you," I reasoned as I walked to get my drink and cookie.
"How could you tell?"
"I'm a girl." We both chuckled as he finally got his order and walked back toward the car. Finally getting through the gas station and going to school, I gathered all my stuff and got out.
"I'll see you fifth period, coach," I smiled and started to walk away.
"Oh, Coach?" I called, turning around.
"Yeah?" he smiled.
"Thanks for breakfast," I grinned before turning back around and walking into school.
HELLOO MY BABIES. Hope you all enjoyed this.
Much love.xx