It's Complicated

Chapter 17

HEY THERE! 

I don't have anything to say:(

So you can start from where we left off.

When Louis was walking to his guest house, he was so lost in his thoughts, that he didn't even notice Harry crouched in the garden.

"Louis!"

Louis curses his luck and slowly turns around with a fake grin as Harry comes into view.

"Hi Harry." Louis doesn't move, but manages to give him a small wave.

Harry beams at him as he makes his way closer to Louis until he was standing right in front of him. "Um how's it going?"

Louis awkwardly tries to avoid eye contact, knowing all too well that if he looks into those green eyes of his, he was going to fall right back in. "I'm alright. How about yourself?"

"I'm good, just watering the flowers." Harry gestures to the watering can in his hand. "So um, how did that emergency meeting go?"

Louis nervously licks his lips. "Coach just wanted to go over some last minute things before our match with Liverpool."

He'll never understand how he gets away with so much lies when he so shit at lying.

Harry nods his head in understanding. "Oh okay. That's good." He hesitates before shuffling a little closer to Louis. "So do you uh...want to have that talk now?" he whispers, as if it was a secret.

Louis takes a sudden step back, making Harry look at him with confusion. "Uh sure. Is it alright if I go first?"

Harry says yes, prompting Louis to continue.

Louis stood there, radiating with nervousness; he only hoped Harry couldn't sense it.

"I just wanted to say, I had a really fun time last night but um...I-I just think that it was a mistake." Louis doesn't lift his gaze up to see Harry's reaction.

"A mistake?" Louis swears he hears Harry's voice crack but it could just be his imagination.

"Yeah." Louis shrugs. "We both had some unresolved sexual tension obviously and plus with the alcohol, we probably weren't in the right state of mind."

"Oh," Harry says after a minute of silence. "Um...that makes sense."

Louis finally looks up and widens his eyes. "It does?"

"Yeah, I actually was thinking about that as I went to bed. Was going to tell you the same thing actually." Harry smiles, closed mouth.

Louis tries not to imagine Harry snuggling with Nick as they went to sleep, probably laughing at how pathetic he was for actually thinking they would get back together.

"Really?" Louis forces out a laugh. "I guess we both were thinking the same thing then."

Harry nods his head. "Uh huh."

Louis shuffles his feet awkwardly, wanting to get out of there. "So we're on the same page?"

"Yeah I think so."

"Awesome." Louis smiles, hoping it doesn't look as fake as it feels. "So I guess I'll see you later?"

"Mhm."

Louis awkwardly salutes him goodbye and spins on his heels, ready to sulk the rest of the way in the house.

Before he could even take a step forward, Harry's voice calls out to him.