Can you shut up for once

7. Tell me Everything

Louis PoV:

As he was walking down the street, aiming to the apparent home of Harry, Louis realized it was not very far from the valley the rich lived in. In his mind, he tried to find words and prepare himself for the following conversation, because it happend to him so often, that after discussions better arguments appeard in his mind in bed.

On his phone, it showed that he was only about 200 meters away from his home but the only thing near was an old factory building, that looked a bit dilapidated. As Louis stood right in front of it, google maps told him, he reached his destination. Louis lifted his head and screwed up his eyes, because the evening sun was burning them.

After Louis knocked on the metal door, his whole mind went blank. All of his preparations and his heated anger disappeared. Louis was right about to leave but his plan was thwarted when the rusted door was opened by a blonde guy with blue eyes, not much taller than himself, which made Louis crunch up his forehead in confusion.

"Ehm, hello? What do you need pal?"

The blonde guy in front of him clearly had an irish accent and was looking ar him in curiosity.

"Hey, sorry to interrupt but does a Harry Styles live here?"

Almost unnoticeable but the Irishman, tore his eyes slightly open and eyed him from top to bottom, until a slight smile appears on his lips.

"Hm, maybe. Are you the tooth fairy?"

That comment made Louis roll his eyes and huff in annoyance. He hated the disrespect of this people, but luckily now he had no longer the need to talk to him.

"Go fuck yourself and sleep well!"

The blonde one started laughing so loud it made Louis only angrier. He was right about to turn around and walk away, when a hand on his shoulder pulled him around again.

"Hey, hey I'm joking, I'm joking, okay? Of course Harry is here. Just go through the living room up the stone stairs and the the last door left. Your welcome."

As an answer of that last triggering comment, Louis shot him one of his death glares and groaned slightly as he walked past him.

First he entered a sort of living room, which was connected to probably their kitchen. In the center of the room, there was an old red couch on the concrete floor, but Louis was slightly startled by another guy, with brown hair, sitting on the couch, reading some book. As Louis walked past him, the guy lifted his view and glanced at him for a few seconds, not showing any emotions or interest. When he entered the hallway after the stairs, all of the doors were open, except for two. One on the right side, close to the stairs and one on the left at the end of the hall, which was probably Harry's room.

His steps slowed down, the closer he got to the metallic door, but he needed answers right now and only he could answer them. Louis balled his fist and knocked on the rusted door, which was slide open not shortly after that.

"Louis? What the hell are you doing here?"

"I need to talk to you, I need some answers!"

"How do you know, where I live? What the fuck!"

"That's not important. From where do you know Hatt!"

Harry groaned, rubbed his palmes against his eyes and turned around to sit on his bed. Louis pushed himself from the doorframe and closer to Harry to sit on the bed as well.

"Louis, listen! That is part of the past, that has nothing to do with you!"

"Oh don't fuck with me!"