Could we be more than friends? (Larry Stylinson fanfic)

Chapter 16: Could We Be More Than Friends (Louis and Harry Fanfic)

Eva POV

It was Saturday morning and I'm finally feeling better after this cold.

I missed the last few days of school and everything with Harry was going downhill.

I've been texting him but he doesn't reply, and Mum told me on Thursday that he came in the morning, so we could go school together. But I couldn't go because obviously I wasn't feeling well.

I was a bit annoyed at Harry because he didn't come and visit me. It's like he's ignoring me.

And after the text I sent him about the the picture of us kissing on snapchat and the invite to Sydney's party

He said he can't make it because he was busy. This made me really upset. Also he did not say anything about the picture.

Anyway I'm off to Sydney's house to help her with her birthday day decorations for her birthday. She been rambling in about all week

Harry POV

Today is date day

I've been hiperventilating all day on what to wear.

Louis will be here in just a few hours 

I rumble through my closet and there's absolutely nothing I can wear. Well there's this black suit with a bow tie. I only wore it once and it was for a wedding.

I put the suit on and stand in front of the mirror.

Hmmm I guess it looks okay

I want to go show mum but I don't want her to know that I am going out

It was also her birthday today and we went to  brunch a little earlier. Luckily tonight she won't be home because she's going to a birthday dinner with her friends

Anyway I decide on wearing the suit and bow tie and my black Chelsea boots.

I bought some hair wax yesterday and put a handful in hair. I now had a mini quiff

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"Harry I'm going out now I probably won't be back till late"

"okay mum see you later" I reply

I'm so nervous now, Louis will be hear any minute.

I've literally been walking up and down my room stressing.

Do I look alright?

Am I over dressed?

Does my hair look alright?

I have multiple spots on my forehead and it looks red and icky

I can't go to a date like this, so I quickly rush to my mum's bedroom and go through her make up cabinet.

Okay I need something that I can put on the spots to hide it

I scavenge through the cabinet and come across something called concealer

It read " used to mark spots and dark circles "

Great !

I put a little on my hand and plob it on each individual spot.

It seems to match the colour of my skin. After I'm done applying I put it go back to my room.

I hear a car come into the driveway, I look out the window and I see it's Louis'

As I make my way downstairs the door bell goes off

I open the and Louis comes in.

I am absolutely blown away and my heart seemed to have quickened