Devotion [L. S.]

8

Harry Styles

So then we stood there. It felt like the music had ended months ago, but we still stood at the exact spot where we were just shouting the lyrics to Can't Help Falling In Love at eachother.

I was looking him straight in the eye, which is a new thing for me. I didn't like to look people in the eye, it made me very uncomfortable. Exept for Louis'. I could absolutely sink away in them. 

They were breathtaking, that's what you could say at least. It's a shade of blue I'd never seen before, I didn't think that I could ever think so many things at once, just because of a simple eyecolor. 

There's a difference between Louis' and Taylor's eyes. Louis eyes were icy blue, stone cold blue, but in some way they radiated warmth. Taylor's eyes were - I don't know how to name it. Pretty? 

God, he must think I'm such a geek. I've been staring into his goddamn eyes for about 5 minutes now, but in some wicked way it doesn't feel awkward at all. I didn't feel the urge to look away, like always. 

"You're a good dancer", I compliment Louis. Although I doubt if he even heard it, because it was more of a silent whisper. 

"Thank you", he answers and I could have sworn that his cheeks started to blush, just the tiniest bit. 

We untangle ourselves out of eachothers arms and I immediately feel that same kind of emptiness again. How does he do this to me? I've known this boy for not even a full day yet. How does he make me feel like I've kown him my entire life?

He's not supposed to do that. This random brown haired boy isn't supposed to come into my life and decide to just throw it upside down. He's also not supposed to be looking that damn good. But most importantly I'm not supposed to be feeling this way. 

This, I don't even know what 'this' is, but it's wrong. I have a girlfriend and he's a boy. He's a fucking boy, Harry. 

Remember? You're not gay. It's wrong to be gay, or to have any of these weird squiggles in your belly when he looks at you, I repeat in myself. 

"Thank you", Louis repeats and I look at him in confusion after being snapped out of my thoughts. 

"Did I already say that?", Louis asked while looking slightly embarrassed.

"Yeah, you did", I chuckle at him.

He laughs back, clearly a little relieved. 

"Can we continue our game?", Louis asks me. 

I even forgot we were playing, before we started dancing.

"Yeah, yeah sure, go ahead", I nod at Louis. 

"Okay, well I know I was the one to say you couldn't return the question, but I really want to know your favorite colour too", Louis tells me.

"Okay, sure well... I really like blue too", I answer. 

"What kind of blue?", Louis asks me, with a look of curiousity.

"I guess this icy blue tone, but that's also warm in a way", I tell him. 

I feel my cheeks heating up as he looks at me with a questionable look.

"Wow, that's... specific", Louis just answers, but then continues.

"To be honest I also started to like green a lot, this sparkly emerald green, that kind of fades into a yellowish tone", Louis states on this husky tone. 

I haven't seen him this shy before, it doesn't feel like him. Also due to his reputation at school. 

Because I don't know what to answer to him clearly talking about my eyes, I just go for a "Thank you."