REMEMBER (l.s)

he called

THIRD PERSON POV

Ring* Ring* Ring*

Harrys phone chimes on the kitchen counter. He was vacuuming but stopped all at once when his phone started ringing.

He ran to it thinking it was Camille. The last time he didn't answer her she told him that he couldn't go anywhere for a while. Which was horrible for Harry.

Sure he still couldn't make any friends.. he still liked to jog around or go to a coffee shop.

Well the friends rule was kind of.. secret. Harry did have friends, one per say. His name was Louis. Louis is Harrys fiancé although Harry still doesn't know that part yet. 

He suspects it, of course he does. He just doesn't know if its true. 

He wants it to be true more than anything, but he's petrified that if it is.. the last three years of his life, up to the point of meeting Louis, were a waste.

Harry turns the vacuum off rapidly and walks over to his still ringing phone. He picks it up only to see the caller ID say

'Lou'

He smiles and exhales softly, finally having some time to talk to Louis after what seemed like ages. 

Then he got more nervous.. he hadn't realized this was their first time calling each other. 

It's been about a few days but the entire time Louis was texting Harry and vise versa. 

It was like they were dating once again. Louis honestly quite enjoyed it. He loved talking to Harry, even if his fiancés memory was long gone.

Harry panics and realizes that the call is about to end if he doesn't pick up so that's exactly what he does.

"Hello?" Harry asks through the phone. He knows who it is but he's just so nervous that he can't comprehend what just left his lips.

"Hey Harry!" Louis says loud and clear. The tone of his voice eases Harrys nerves. 

Harry giggles softly even though he doesn't realize he is.

"Whats up Lou?" Harry asks the boy on the other end. Louis doesn't even show any notice to the nickname because.. well.. Harrys been calling that since they "met" the second time around.

This time Louis is the nervous one. He's about to ask Harry on a "date" if you could say. Even though Harry was taken.. or so he himself thought.. Louis still couldn't fathom the fact that maybe this wasn't a date. So he calls it one.

"So I was thinking.. Do you maybe wanna go get coffee?" He sounded oh so nervous. Like how you do when you you are about to present an assignment to the class. 

Harry had to hold back a scream because of how excited this boy was. Did Louis just ask Harry on a date?!

He decided not to think about it like that because for all he knows Louis is just planning on standing him up.

He still says yes though.

"Yeah of course! Where were you thinking?" Harry asks the older boy. Louis had to think for a moment before responding with the perfect answer.

"The Beechwood Cafe." The name rang a bell in Harrys brain although he couldn't picture what or where it was. He had never been there before, he thought.

"Yeah! Can you actually come pick me up?" Harry asked. Since Camille was at work, he didn't have the car. He also had no clue where this cafe was.

Louis instantly brightened up. He was going to go pick Harry up and maybe see his kidnapper as well. This was perfect.