Not My Cup of Tea // L.S.

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Harry was surprised when Louis leant forward but it turned out to be a kiss on the forehead. He mentally kicked himself for expecting a-nothing. Nothing at all. He was out of his mind. Louis would kiss him? Why did that thought even occur to him? Ughh he thought he was turning stupider minute-by-minute.

Harry then remembered what he had to do now.

He remembered what he had to ask Louis now.

Flashback.....

"But before that you'll have to promise me something."

"Anything, Haz. Anything."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm 100 percent sure. I promise. What is it?"

"After I tell you about it, you will have to give me or tell me whatever I ask. Now remember that you've already promised me."

"Okay. I'll keep my promise."

Harry broke the silence saying, "Lou?"

"Yeah Haz?"

"Remember your promise?"

"Aaah, yeah, I nearly forgot. What did you want to ask me? Go on, ask. I will answer truthfully."

"Promise?"

"Promise" Louis said with a smile.

Harry cleared his throat then looked at Louis. Louis was looking at him expectantly. Harry wanted to tell him that his eyes were beautiful but he just shut his thoughts and said, "Louis? Who was that who called you in the car? When you were driving us to the park?"

Flashback....

"Hello? Who's this?" Louis began. Harry just listened on. He saw Louis' hand leave the steering wheel. Harry thought Louis had lost it. "Are you crazy?" Harry exclaimed. Thanks to Zayn, he knew how to drive. He pulled the car to a side and stopped. Meanwhile Louis kept listening to the person on his phone. He finally spoke, which came out to be a whisper, "I'm...please...I've really tried very hard...why are you-please don't do this to me, please. I've really worked hard to forget you, I-just don't. Leave me alone, please." Louis hung up.

Harry looked at Louis. Why was Louis tearing up?

"Lou? Are you fine? Who was that? What-Lou?" Harry asked. "Nothing, Harry. Nothing. It was nothing." "That sure didn't look like nothing." "Look, just...forget something happened two minutes ago, alright? And please don't tell anyone about anything that just happened, yeah?" "If you say so. I don't wanna force you." "No, I mean it, seriously, please just forget what happened right now?" Louis requested. "Don't worry Lou, I won't ask you about it nor tell anyone about anything yeah?" "Thanks Harry." With that, Louis put his phone in his pocket and continued driving.

Louis's breath hitched in his throat. Why was Harry asking about that? Why that out of all things? He wanted to kick himself for promising him to answer anything and truthfully. "Well, fuck me." He muttered under his breath. "Sorry what?" Harry asked.

"I asked why do you wanna know that out of all things?"

"Because..because it seemed weird. You looked terrified during the call."

Louis had to agree with Harry here. He was fucking terrified during the call. He hadn't expected HIM to call after so long... Louis had deleted his number but apparently, HE hadn't. Now to tell Harry about two years ago was like jumping into a ditch on purpose.

Facing his biggest fear again...HIM.

It was funny how love could turn into hate faster than hate turning into love. You love someone with all your heart and all they do is hate you because you aren't normal according to society. They not only cut all their ties with you but also humiliate you in public. People love torturing the ones who are blindly in love with them because they don't love them back.