*****Louis POV*****
Last week at Harry's was fun! That's something I haven't had in a while, along with a friend. He has an amazing voice! I mean WOAH! I'll never be that good, I can only dream I guess. I'm sitting on my bed, alone with all the lights off. I have my laptop on in front of me. I look at the thumbnail of the video I did with Harry, there are a lot of views. But people are probably watching it just to make fun of me. I've been avoiding looking at it all week.
I try and shake the negative thoughts from my mine so I can attempt to read some of the comments. Harry suggested that it's good to check for feedback, as it can make you feel good that people are enjoying what you've done. And any bad ones, to just ignore them, because they don't matter. That's easier said than done, especially for me.
I finally make myself click on the video, dreading it while I waiting for it to load. The screen loads and just before I see myself start to talk I quickly click pause, so I don't have to hear how terrible I sound, and scroll down to the comments.
The first couple in the list are positive, though I don't agree with what they say. 'You have a gorgeous voice, matches your face :P' Pfft Yeah right! I continue scrolling down nodding at the comments that contain nothing but lies, which I start to notice is most of them! Finally I come across one I can agree with. ' WOW that was horrible! why'd you film yourself if you looked like that gross!!' At least this person knew what they are talking about, although
I agreed with him it made me feel terrible and sick to my stomach!
I quickly shut the lid of my laptop down and stare at it as tears start to form in my eyes. Why'd I think this was a good idea? I bet all Harry's viewers are hating on him now because of me. My phone flashes, catching my attention. I grab it from where is was sitting next to my laptop. I check the caller ID to see that it's Harry. I almost smile, almost.
"H-hello?" I answer cursing mentally for stuttering.
"Hey Lou, I was calling to see if you've checked how well your video's doing? People are loving it, You must feel great, right?" Harry questions brightly on the other end. How can someone be so happy all the time. Honestly that boy is something else. And not just very attractive, wait what?! I realised I haven't answered and shake my head of those thoughts.
"Erm s-sure y-yeah course." I try to sound positive, he hums in response and I can tell he saw right though it.I sigh loudly and continue to speak. "T-there all, all l-lies though. I'm h-horrible!"
"Hey, don't say that you're amazing honestly! So I was thinking, we could start working on part 2 of my genius mission? You know how you with your doubts and break out of that shell. What do you say? We haven't seen each other in a week." He sounds hopeful, that I'll agree.
I shrug and then realise he can't see me. "I g-guess, w-when?"
"How about tomorrow, it's a Saturday so should be no problem? Maybe we could even do another video, you can pick the song we do?" I wipe my eyes to ensure my tears from earlier are gone and reply with a yes. We arrange a time and then hang up.
I quickly make my way to the wardrobe to pick out an outfit. Don't want Harry,s thinking I'm a scrub do I? Wait why do I care? I know he probably thinks it already. I shrug and continue through my clothes. I pick out a black top with white sleeves and some black skinny jeans. I lay them aside and go to the bathroom for a shower.
When I exit the bathroom I make sure to switch the light back off. I check the time to see it's half nine, so I decide to go to bed. I get under the covers and snuggle it under my chin, sigh and close my eyes. I drift off, thinking of how perfect Harry really is.
##Next day, meeting Harry##
I pull up to Harry's house, cut the engine and take a deep steadying breath. I walk up to his door and knock nervously three times. I wait patently, staring down at my hands twined together in front of me. I look up as the door opens. A woman, who I suspect is Harry's mother stands in front of me. I start to freak out, meeting new people isn't easy.
My heart and mind are racing so loud, I almost miss when she speaks. "You must be Louis," she smiles sweetly, I nod not wanting to actually speak. "I'm Anne Harry's mum, come in Harrys' just upstairs." I follow her in slowly and shut the door behind me.
"Harry!" She shouts up the stairs making me flinch at the loudness. "Your friend is here!" She finishes, looking back at me and motions me to go up the stairs. I nod again and make my way up, slowly. As she turns and goes into what I assume is the kitchen.
I get to Harry's door as he opens it. He smiles brightly, "Hey Louis, you're here! Come in I was just finishing filming for my channel." I nod, it seems to be the only thing I can do, I enter his room and sit on the same chair I did the last time I was here.
"S-so y-your mum, she..., she seems n-nice." I comment, the first time speaking since I got here.
"Yeah, she's the best!" He speaks proudly, as he goes to sit opposite me on his bed. "So I was thinking, the best way to be more comfortable with me, and so we can show you how amazing you really are, and only care about the people that love you say! -"
"H-how are you g-gonna do-do that? Wh-why do y-you care so-so much? I'm just w-wasting y-your t-time!" I answer cutting him off, trying to look anywhere but his face. I fail as I feel his fingers on my chin, i flinch slightly, but Harry doesn't take notice.
"I care okay? How many times do I have to tell you, silly," He smiles when I meet his eyes. "We're gonna have a sleepover! We're gonna share stories about ourselves no matter how embarrassing, and we wont judge each other. Okay?" Harry's eyes show his hope, but I also notice the many colours the the green of his eyes hold. I nod weekly, not bothering to try and decline, it would only make him feel bad, and I couldn't imagine seeing his perfect face sad.
I don't know what has gotten into me lately, thinking all theses thoughts about Harry. I notice his hands still on my chin and our faces level. I take the opportunity to look at his features. I pause at his lips, they're so pink and plump, I start to wonder how they'd feel on mine. If they were as soft as they looked.
I realise what I'm doing and awkwardly reach my hand to Harry's to move it away. He smiles apologeticly and stands to go to his closet. I'm left to think why he stayed so close. How was he not repulsed by me?
"Oh, and don't worry about clothes, I have some you can borrow." He smiles again - does he ever stop! - and starts to retrieve and arrange blankets and such from it, onto his bed. "So,did you find a song you wanted to do?" He asks softly. And shit I completely forgot in my stress about today, to pick one.
I quickly rack my brain for something to say.I think back to a couple minutes ago, about wanting to feel Harry's lips and blurt out, "Kiss Me..." Harry stops for a second and I realise what I've said and quickly try to cover it up. "erm, b-by Ed Sh-sheeran?" Nice save Louis, you're such and idiot! I curse myself.
"S-sure erm we could do that!, That is if you want me in it." Harry laughs nervously. How can he get cuter?!
He turns back to the bed as I reply, "Of co-course I want you,... T-to sing with m-me, that i-is" I notice my stuttering is getting far and few between. I silently congratulate myself.
"Well, we'll do that first and you can edit it, so I can test to see if you were watching last week." Harry chuckled teasingly. He walks back to his closet an come back with a guitar. Maybe he does like my company? Huh.
He sits in front of the camera and motions me over. "You kn-know how to play it." I ask pointing at his guitar. He gives a samll nod as he starts the camera. Of course he can, he can do everything!
**Louis' Video**
Harry looks to me and then back at the camera as he starts to strum.
Settle down with me
Cover me up
Cuddle me in
I look over to Harry, silently telling him to sing the next part. He nods subtly to tell me he understood and then started to sing.
Lie down with me
And hold me in your arms
I start the pre chorus and notice that Harry stars to harmonise with me.
And your heart's against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck
I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet
And with a feeling I'll forget, I'm in love now
I look upto the camera and close my eyes trying to forget its existence as the chorus comes round. We sing in unison.
Kiss me like you wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
We're falling in love
We continue the rest of the song like this. When we finish the song, I remembered I forgot an intro so I add it on the end and I'll just have to edit it so it comes at the beginning of the video.
**End Of Video**
"That was great Lou!" Harry beams as I get my laptop out of my bag that I lent against his desk. I give a slight smile at the nickname - It makes me warm inside but I push it aside - as he passes me the card from the camera and inserts it into my laptop.
Harry sits beside me at his desk while I edit, to make sure I edit the video correctly. I ask for help here and there but I've got the gist of it and do most right. Harry writes me a description and I hit upload. He tells me that he'll tweet about it so his viewers know and go and watch it.
"Harry, is Louis staying?" I jump at the sudden noise of Harry's mum shouting from downstairs.
"Sorry," Harry says to me, as he saw me jump and walks to the door to reply. "Yeah, Call me when foods done pleasssee?" Harry shouts, dragging the please out in a sing-song way. It made me giggle, Anne shouts a reply as I slap a hand over my mouth. I just giggled like a little girl. My cheeks flush as Harry returns staring at my face.
"Your blush is cute!" He comment sincerely.
"Thanks." I voice, with no stutters. Harry seems to notice and smiles wider.
##After Dinner##
Dinner was nice, Anne made small conversation with me, witch I replied with as little as possible and just watched her and Harry converse. You could tell how much he admired her. It made me miss my own mother. Sigh.
We were now sitting in Harry's bed watching a movie whilst talking about our families, our past. I gave vague answers, but true ones. Harry didn't seem to mind though.
By the end of the first movie we ending up under the covers legs tangled, faces about 30cm apart, just talking. My stuttering had stopped a while back. It seemed being round Harry wasn't as hard as I'd first thought. Neither of us seemed to mind the closeness.
We knew so much about each other now. I basically told him my whole life up to when I met him. I'd cried a couple times and Harry just held me and told me that he's here for me. I got his story too, it wasn't as perfect as I'd imagined and he'd shed a few tears as well.
I think I can now consider Harry a friend, someone I'm not scared to be around. That made me feel great! It was around 11:30 when I let out a small yawn, Harry's lips curved into a grin as he spoke. "How about we sleep Lou? We can continue tomorrow. There's somewhere I wanna take you."
"O...," I yawn again mid sentence, smiling. "Kay." I finish, smiling again, I've done that a lot today, smile. It's different, but it's nice. I don't remember the last time I'd done it so much!
We laugh a little as Harry's reaches round to switch the TV off along with the lamp beside his bed. "Night Lou." He says sweetly as he kisses my cheek and turns round, so his backs to me.
"Night Haz." I manage to choke out as I stare at his back for a few seconds before turning. He just kissed me!! It was only the cheek, but still. I fell asleep with my fingers over my cheek and a huge grin on my face.
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A/N: Hope this was good! I've been ill recently, and right now. My mum told me to sleep but there was this huge spider that crawled up my window and onto my bed so I ran to the other side of my room and it crawled round and I think I got it but it could of been another one soooo I'm gingerly back on my bed about to go to bed but I' shitting myself!!
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