wheels on the bus ➸ [larry au]

ღ chapter thirty ღ

harry's pov

i was nervous to head to louis' house.

i didn't really have much time to prepare a gift for him and showing up empty handed wasn't really an option seeing as we were...friends?

i wanted to use today to talk to him. to clear the air and to let him know that i won't have my feelings played again and that if he wanted to take back the kiss then i can understand yet that the back and forth between us kills me.

like at the arcade. he was honestly the sweetest. as sweet as louis can get, of course. and that day at the party... he was... sort of nice?

like he actually made me think that having something with him wasn't something that only i had imagined and that he had thought about it too. yet he had to go and ruin it the next day.

so as my mum led the way to his house (she had become friends with louis' mum over the years), i recited everything i'd say to him with the gift in my hand.

gemma had decided to skip the dinner as she thought it'd be awkward and just really didn't feel like coming. well, good. i didn't really need her distracting me from what i wanted to say.

as we approached his house, the nerves inside me continued to grow more and more. would he even want to talk?

why did he even invite me today? by the way he acted on the way back home i assumed he didn't want to see until we had to go back to the states.

my questions remained unanswered as we got to his house and he is the one to open the door. he is wearing his normal white shirt along with black skinny jeans paired with his worn out toms. a look that only really looked good on him.

"hey," he says when his eyes meet mine. i reply with a weak 'hi' and he says a few things to my mum. he lets my mum in telling her that she wouldn't find his mum in the kitchen and told me to stay back for a chat.

a chat?

"can we talk, harry?" he asks looking behind his back. i notice that his sisters were particularly interested in our one-sided conversation.

i nod and he leads me inside. i say hello to his sisters and say hello as we pass by jay who was in a conversation with my mum about gardening. i follow louis to wherever it was he was leading me until i notice we were entering a bedroom.

again, dirty thoughts cloud my mind as he closes the door behind us two. he begins to pace around the room as i take a seat on the bed. i notice small things that evidently belonged to louis meaning this was his room.

i look towards him and in order to break him out of his 'pacing', i hand him the gift that i still had in my hand.

"it's not much," i say licking my lips, "but it's something...."

he takes the gift from my hands and i say, "it even has a little bow on it...wrapped it myself..."

his lips twitch into a smile, small but still there, and i watch as he opens the present. i nervously stand there waiting for him to open it up and when he finally does all he says is, "oh, harry."

i smiled and say, "happy birthday, louis."

i watch as his eyes begin to water as he takes ahold of the wrapped chocolate chip cookie batch i had watched baking videos for and a letter. like i said... it wasn't much.