Don't Let It Break Your Heart [L.S]

💚 Very Platonic💙

As much as Louis loves peace, he hates being home alone. Niall had planned to go at Shawn's after school and the french boy had entered the house only to find out that Silvia was at work and Harry wasn't home from college yet. He had tried to pass his time by painting, but he wasn't feeling up for it today. The creative side of his brain had temporarily said 'Adios'.

So here he is, watching SKAM France and crying like a baby over seeing Eliott and Lucas cry as the latter finds out about Eliott's mental disorder. Louis wipes his eyes with his sweater paws, getting his- Harry's lavender sweater soaked. He sniffles when the doorbell rings and still wiping his face, he goes to open the door.

He rolls his eyes as he sees Cara behind the door. "Harry's not home." He says blankly and Cara nods.

"That's okay, I'll wait." She smiles and walks in.

"Yeah sure, Carla, your feet might hurt standing there, why don't you come in?" He says sarcastically, closing the door and walking towards the couch where Cara had already settled herself.

"Haha, yeah, thanks for being so polite and inviting me, Lewis." She grins at him and he grunts.

"Louis." He corrects.

"Cara." She mocks.

Louis just rolls his eyes and sit on the couch beside her.

"Rude." She comments at the screen where Eliott is being mean to Lucas.

"He's bipolar." Louis informs and Cara nods understandingly.

"Oh.." She says. There's a silence after that, a thick one. "Okay, I can't take it anymore." Cara suddenly exclaims, making Louis furrow his eyebrows.

"What?" He asks, confused.

"Listen." She says, turning to face her full body towards the boy. "Harry and I are not dating." She says. Louis blinks at her, a little startled and a little confused. "In fact, I have a girlfriend, who'll kill me when she finds out I'm helping someone to break a kid's heart." She sighs. "Plus, everytime you walked in on us kissing or anything like that, it was already planned by Harry and we weren't really kissing. It was acting, like, kissing the chin or somewhere around the lips, but not the lips."

"Why are you telling me this?" Louis asks.

"Because I hate seeing you like this. I remember meeting you for the first time, you were so innocent and nice and cute. Now look at you! It's as if you're completely someone else and it's Harry's fault. Louis, he doesn't hate you, like he's trying to prove. He's just pushing you away." She explains, getting frustrated by Harry's stupidity.

"Well, what do you suggest I must do to make him think he's successfully pushed me away?" He ask with a tilt of his head.

"Why would you.." cara asks in confusion, but then shakes her head. "Well, he's pushing you away hoping that you'll lose your feelings for him. So.."

"I have to make him believe that I don't feel for him anymore." Louis continues and Cara nods. This kid is evil, she thinks. "Great!" Louis claps his hands, grinning evilly. "Thanks, Carla. Don't let Harry know about this conversation." He says and gets up off the couch.

"Okay.." the girl says. Baby demon...

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Louis bends over his dressing table, closer to the mirror as he puts his lips gloss on. Once he's done, he checks himself one last time before leaving his bedroom.

Nothing extra, he's just dressed in one of his little high waisted shorts and a black tee that reads 'small titties, big heart' on the upper corner.