The Boy That Doesn't Talk // ls

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Louis' POV:

When Zayn gets home he's not very impressed to see Harry, but Liam and Harry explain everything to him and he calms down. I'm not really in the mood to talk to anyone other than Harry. So, once Niall is invited over and arrives, that just gets worse.

We're all sat on the sofa after dinner together and I'm snuggled into Harry's side. Niall's on his other side. Liam suggests we play a game and Harry thinks we should play Mario kart because he knows i like it but I'm not in the mood so just the four of them play instead.
They do teams: Niall and Harry on blue, Liam and Zayn on red.

I think Harry senses how I'm feeling as, while he's playing, he makes sure that he's still touching me in some way. He does this by resting his arm on my knee when my legs are crossed next to him.

Him and Niall have got the most points and they're on the final game. Whenever Harry gets excited, his dimples will really show and he squeezes my leg. Its really cute actually but I just don't feel like smiling, no matter how soft it makes me feel when he touches me. Zayn and Liam aren't in the best mood because of their loss but they're quite light hearted about it.

When Niall and Harry officially win, Niall jumps on Harry and attacks him with a hug. Then he grabs Harry's head and kisses it aggressively multiple times. I watch as this happens and internally cringe at the sight. I probably shouldn't be jealous because they're best friends and Harry and I aren't even in a relationship but i can't help but gently tug Harry back by the shirt. He notices this and shoves Niall off if him with a laugh and slyly shuffles closer to me.

"What do you want to do?" He asks me quietly, as he pulls me into him, kissing the side of my head beforehand. I shrug and get closer to him. "Well we can do whatever you want next"

I would like to just go to my room with Harry and stay there for the rest of the day but I know he likes spending time with his friends and they like spending time with him. I would hope that they like spending time with me but they'd be less offended if I left, which is what I decide to do. "I just want to go to my bed. I'll see you later" I tell him, then remove his arm from around me and stand up.

"I'll come" he says, coming to stand up with me. I shake my head and tell him to hang out with the others. He sighs bud nods. I can sense him frowning at me as I walk away but choose not to look back at him.

I keep getting in these situations where in torn between wanting to fall into and never leave Harry's arms and never wanting to have any contact with anyone. I'm trying to adjust to him wanting to be with me all the time but when he's trying to protect and cuddle me 24/7 it feels a little suffocating after isolating myself from people for all these years. I think about this as I lie in my bed staring at the ceiling.

When I was little, my mum would want to cuddle me all the time because I'd cry every time she forced me into social situations. This suffocated me too. I know that other people run out of energy around people but it seems to come quicker for me. Maybe getting know Harry better will make me want to be with my friends more if he's there. I also really really want to get to know Niall but I haven't even ma aged to speak to him yet and I'm feeling guilty about it.

Knowing that I let Harry into my life so easily must be really tough on Liam and Niall so I've told myself I'll try and make an effort. Especially when it comes to Liam as I've known him for so long and should trust him and feel comfortable around him for so long. I don't know what's so different about Harry really, it just kind of happened.