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Louis' POV.
Last week , Harry and I got to know a lot about each other . Like how much of a possessive person he is, or how he got to know how much I hated the sight of blood. We grew close enough to be called friends.
I was walking to class, and I was excited to see him. We always had those late night texts, that ended with a friendly promise or actually, a dare. I promised I would come a little bit earlier than I usually do.I started stepping on it and hurrying by the thought. As I entered class, I saw Harry surrounded by his friends. He was a popular person, which sometimes made me feel like I don't fit in when he's around people and I'm with him. I preferred him alone. I walked over to Harry.
"Hey" I muttered only high enough for him to hear it .
" oh hey Louis, are you going to Niall's Halloween party tonight?" He smiled broadly.
Niall's party. I forgot to think about that. Instead I was thinking of a lot of things, including Harry.
"Yea I guess" I said nodding.
"Great, I will be there too" he said. I tried bringing up the subject of how I have no idea what to wear, but the teacher barged in.()()()()(Later)()()()()
After I arrived home I was thinking of my costume. What should I be. I decided to text Harry.
'Heyyy, any ideas?'
-Louis'Ill be a vampire,grrr'
-Harryx'I have no idea what I'll be'
-Louis'Whatever you're going to be, I'm sure you will rock it. I need to leave now alright ?'
-Harryx'Alright :)'
-LouisI closed my phone and decided to be something simple. Maybe I can just put on a wolf onesie with some make up on and BOOM we're done. And this was exactly what I did.
When I got there , Niall opened the door for me and told me where Harry was. I walked across the house smelling in the mixed smell of teenagers and alcohol. The music was loud but my thoughts spoke louder. I walked closer to where Harry was.
He was accompanied by a group of people, few I knew, few I didn't. With every step I took approaching him, made me take a closer look at his costume. It was intense. Fake long sharp fangs , fraud blood dripping from his fangs plus mouth and lenses that gave him a horrifying look. Looking around, I realized how everyone achieved the art of customs. And I was just there with an onesie and make up. Perfect.
"Hey, amazing custome" I told Harry. I already felt awkward.
"Heyyy, thanks you too" he quickly turned back and continued speaking to the people he was accompanied.I felt uninvited. But I didn't leave, I just sat down , ate chips and maybe drank something. I looked around. I wonder if Paul is here- I thought. Getting to know Harry made me forget about a lot of people, including Paul.Suddenly, my mind started blaming me. I knew I rarely went to parties. I knew I didn't have a custome.I knew I was going to feel like that and yet I still came. I felt my emotions flow and my eyes tear so I searched for the closest bathroom . When I entered the bathroom, I looked in the mirror as a tear streamed and my mind cried one thing-'never again'. I decided it was time for this night to end. I went for the door of the bathroom and tried opening it but it felt like there was something behind it.
When I tried to push the door so it would open ,someone pushed the door really hard from outside wanting to get in. The aftermath of the force resulted in me falling down and slamming the ground with my back.The person on the other side pushed one last time with a significant amount of power which caused the door to fly open and the person to fall on me.
Harry's POV.
And BAM I fell on him ,I opened my eyes to see who I landed on.Louis. He opened his eyes slowly seconds later and looked at me.
"Sorry" I murmured
"Yea it's okay but please get up because your fake blood is dripping on my lip" he whispered.Louis' POV.
I closed my eyes from the shock and after I opened it, I found Harry staring at me with his green orbs.
"Sorry " he muttered before his fake blood started dripping in my lip.
"Yea it's okay but please get up because your fake blood is dripping on my lip " I whispered not wanting anyone to hear us thinking we are doing anything eerie.
"Yea sure" he said getting up.After that I immediately got out of the party ,went home,just cried and screamed into my pillow .I kept asking myself 'why do you feel like shit right now ? Why are you crying? Why are you crying?Why are you screaming' and the only answer my brain would respond With was 'I don't know'.
I was a mess and I couldn't handle it ,so I just went to sleep . Thank god this was a weekend. Because after all this, I indeed needed the week to end.
Next morning seemed brighter. Amazing how a good night sleep can brush pain away, especially the pointless kind of pain.
I got off bed and opened my windows. The lightly cold breeze hit my face softly making me smile. This was always my favorite weather.I washed my face and teeth ,wore a white shirt ,blue jeans and my converse .i went out and inhaled deeply smiling at the exquisite weather ,and started walking . I knew this was a good weather for a good walk. I never actually realized how beautiful our neighborhood really was. Trees hugging every house with the sun hiding behind the clouds made everything seem so much alluring.
I didn't actually look infront of me ,I kept looking at everything else ,then something hit me- more like someone . I hit the ground. Yet again.
Harry's POV.
I woke up to the refreshing smell of the weather. I pushed the curtains away from my opened window and looked outside. Today look so ..new. I remembered last night as I was washing my teeth. It had no emotion. It didn't even feel like it existed. I was going for a run. It always refreshed my thoughts, and I definitely needed that. As I walked out of my house and locked the door. I started off stretching or jogging in my place. Then went off running. I held my phone in my hand searching for the right playlist to listen to, but my circle of thoughts was cut off by my collision with someone else. I fell. Again.
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HEY AGAIN, SO , SORRY IDK, BUT I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY ITHER THAN , EDITING THIS CHAPTER KILLED ME . I FELT SO UNBELIEVABLY CLUELESS.All THE LOVE DESERVED X.

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