To Capture A Heart

C H A P T E R 2

Thank you so much for giving my last chapter 12 stars. I know it's not much, but it means a lot to me. It gives me hope. I hope you find this chapter to be enjoyable. I adore you all.

Also, interactions between Harry and Louis will be brief, but their relationship will develop over time. Also, there is a section in the book that you might find confusing, so I'll just remind you that Harry is a drug addict. To get what he wants, he lies and manipulates. However, there will be character development as the story progresses.

Louis

I took a 20 from my wallet, which I kept in my glovebox. I then return my gaze to the boy, who was still shaking and staring at me.

He had siren-like green eyes, and I couldn't stop looking into them; they were a lovely, gleaming green, but under the surface, they betrayed a sad tale. He had dark bags and puffy eyes, and he just looked exhausted. His eyes were low and almost empty.

His eyelashes flutter over his delicate ivory soft skin like a butterfly attempting to attract attention. His brown, curly hair reached all the way to his shoulders, and it bounced perfectly off his face. His lips were plump and a lovely pink color, and they seemed like they were made for kissing. . He was just breathtaking.

I guess I was staring at him for too long because he spoke up. "Are you going to give that to me?"

"U-Uh I'm sorry. Here, go get yourself a good meal." I say, slightly shy, giving him a smile . He took the twenty and smiled nervously, revealing one of his dimples. Just one word comes to mind when describing it: adorable.

"Thank you.. " His gaze is drawn away from mine as he speaks. Why did he look... guilty? I was tempted to ask his name, but I didn't want to seem creepy.

"T-Thank you again. You were the only one who gave me money today " He says this while stroking his arm over a bruise on his arm a little too forcefully.

Hearing those words made my heart ache. It's 6 p.m., and the fact that I was the only one who gave him money indicates that he hasn't eaten anything all day. I suddenly wanted to offer more for him.

"I'm so sorry. Do you need more money?" I ask feeling really bad in that moment. When he looked at me, I swear I saw a smirk on his lips.

"Yeah, that'd be a big help." He says, while suddenly twitching and scratching his arm even more vehemently. Since his arm was red and bruised, I winced at his movements. I wanted to take his hand in mine and tell him he was far too beautiful to be hurting himself in that way.

My own thinking had caught me off guard. Why did I just think that? I had only just met him. I sighed as I took out another $20 and gave it to him. I noticed his hand trembling a lot when he took it. "I hope that helps you out," I say noticing the red light has turned green.

He looks at me for a moment before nodding his head slowly and regrabing his sign. My heart felt heavy as I drove away, and I had no idea why.

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I stood there staring at the food, pondering what I should prepare today. I could only prepare a few simple dishes. Zayn on the other hand, is a perfect cook. I'd actually invite him over to cook for me if he wasn't hanging out with Gigi today. His food was amazing, I always told him he should be a chef because his food was so good. But all he does is chuckle and shake his head.

I go to the frozen food section and buy some TV dinners because I'm too lazy to cook tonight. Then I go get some snacks and beverages. When I'm done, I walk over to the cashier, ready to pay. I struck up a conversation with her, and she delicately touched my hand and began speaking in a seductive tone, so I realized she was flirting with me. I gently pull my hand away.

I was gay all of my life, so having a woman flirt with me wasn't really my cup of tea.

I had never seen her before, so she had to be new as well. She smirks and says, "Mhmmmm playing hard to get huh?"

I scratch the back of my head awkwardly and respond, "No, it's just that I'm not interested in women"

She looked at me for a brief moment, and then I saw the look of realization in her eyes. Her cheeks flushed and turned red. "Oh my, I'm sorry," she squeaked, her face contorted with embarrassment. She hurriedly handed the things to me and then mumbled to me, "Have a nice day."

I bit my lower lip, trying not to laugh at her reaction. It was amusing to watch her go from flirty to embarrassed in such a short amount of time.

"No need to apologize. You have a good day too" I say as I took the bags. I walked outside to my car, and I stowed my belongings in the passenger seat before starting the car and returning home.

I didn't see the boy as I was driving back to my house. I'm not sure where he went. It's very dark outside...

When my phone buzzed in my pocket, I decided to check it when I got home. I didn't want to text and drive, after all.

I put my groceries on the kitchen counter when I returned home I take my phone from my pocket and see that I have three messages from Zayn. I clicked on them, and as I read them, I felt a wave of disappointment wash over me.

zaynie: I'm so sorry Lou, but we can't hang out tomorrow. Gigi wants me to go with her to eat out instead.. And I don't want to upset her.

zaynie: But I promise I'll hang out with you this weekend.

zaynie: please don't be mad.

Was I mad? I didn't know. Zayn had been hanging out with Gigi a lot more than me, so I knew fear was creeping in. But I didn't want to come off as conceited; instead, I wanted to be happy for Zayn that he had found someone who cared for him but it was difficult.

Lou: but I asked you first.. But I understand.

zaynie: I know and I'm so sorry, let's hang out this weekend.

Lou: what if you and gigi come with me to go out to eat.

zaynie: I would love to but I'll have to ask Gigi

lou: Okay let me know what she says.

I felt like I was annoying them because they were planning to go out, but to be fair, I did ask Zayn to hang out with me first, but he basically chose Gigi over me to hang out with, and he would've just hung out with her if I hadn't asked him to bring her along.

Which hurts, but I knew Zayn wanted to make her happy. Maybe I'm overthinking things, but I miss my best friend terribly. We haven't properly hung out for the past couple weeks.

I sigh and place my groceries in the refrigerator and in my cabinets. When I'm done, I go upstairs and change into my pajamas and brush my teeth. I lie down in my bed and move around until I'm at ease.

Suddenly the boy on the curve, came to my mind. I'm not sure why those green glistening eyes popped into my head, but just thinking about him makes my heart race.

Despite his attractiveness, he was in a poor condition. He always shook as if it were 0 degrees outside, and he was very skinny. The bags under his beautiful eyes told you he was exhausted. Those bruises, as well as the way he kept scratching his arm, as if he didn't care if he injured himself, concerned me.

I also noticed that he didn't have any gleam in his eyes when he grinned. It looked like a plastic doll with dilated eyes and a remote gaze. It was as if he was somewhere else.

I'm curious as to what had happened to him, and what had induced those distant eyes.

I groan and roll onto my side. Why am I so concerned about a stranger?

I almost forgot to note that this book contains Niall and Liam. They'll be seen in the book later. Also any opinions for this chapter? Did you like it?