Chapter 12
Harry’s POV
As soon as Will hung up, I took my phone away from my ear and opened my messages to text Louis.
Interview and Concert tomorrow. I’ll fill you in when you get home. – Harry
Ok. Thanks :) I’ll be home in half an hour – Lou
I smiled at his cheerful message before locking my phone and snuggling back into the couch.
The Day After
I woke up to a cheerful voice chirping around me.
“Wake up Harry!” he said, sounding almost as if he was singing it. I groaned as he pushed open the curtains suddenly, letting the light stream through into my bedroom.
“We have to go in half an hour! Get up,” he said, more aggressive this time. I had filled him in about the details of the interview today, last night after he had gotten home from Eleanor’s. It was odd. Usually when he spent time with Eleanor, he’d be all happy and chirpy but when he came home, when I asked him how Eleanor’s was, he just mumbled a small ‘good’ then changed the topic.
“Ugh. I’m up,” I said, pushing my covers off me before realising I was sleeping naked like I usually did. I quickly brought the cover back over my naked body while muttering a quiet “sh*t” to myself but I wasn’t quick enough. Louis had turned around just as I was taking the cover off myself and was now staring down at where my crotch was visible before being covered. His cheeks were dark red, he was shifting nervously from one foot to another and his eyes were still fixated on my covered crotch.
“Um…. Louis?” I asked, awkwardly. “Louis?” I asked again when he didn’t move. “You done admiring my dick?” I said louder, finally causing him to move his eyes away from my groin.
“Um… Sorry,” he said.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were actually gay,” I said to him, slightly annoyed. He fidgeted a bit with his hands.
“I’ll just leave you to get ready,” he mumbled quietly before leaving my room and closing the door behind him.
Once he was out of the room, I pushed my blanket off me, pulled on a pair of jeans and a top, running my hand through my hair and quickly brushed my teeth, making it downstairs in a record of 5 minutes.
I quickly ate a piece of toast, had a quick drink of some orange juice before looking around downstairs for Louis. It was about 5 minutes until the car was coming to pick us up.
“Louis?” I yelled out, wondering where he was. I walked around downstairs before walking upstairs to his bedroom. I pushed the door opened slightly to see him pacing around his room.
“Louis? The carpet’s going to burn soon,” I said, pushing the door further open. He jumped a bit as I startled him.
“Harry. When did you get there?” he asked.
“Just then,” I said to him. “The car’s coming in 5. Are you ready to go?”
“Yeah. Coming,” he said, grabbing a beanie off his bed side table before following me downstairs.
It was awkward.
“Harry? Can we just forget what happened this morning?” he asked me.
“Yeah sure,” I said, before there was a knock on the door.
“You guys ready to go?” I heard Liam say through the door.
“Coming!” I yelled to him. We quickly headed to the door and opened it, heading to the car quickly to avoid being seen by the paps.
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