Shit, maybe I miss you//Larry Stylinson

Chapter 6

Harry's POV.

"Harry, I really like you, you seem like a nice guy. And I was wondering if you would like to go out with me sometime?"

My eyes go wide, I definitely did not expect this. I stare at her for a while, not believing what she said. Lottie, Louis' sister, just asked me out. That has never happened before. I've never been asked out by anyone. Even though I've been on a couple of dates, but I was always the one who asked those girls out. Not that I've ever been to more than one date with the same girl. I never felt like any of them was the right one.

Lottie's smile starts to fade out and I realise that she's still waiting for my answer. I clear my throat and finally say something: "Lottie, you're a beautiful girl, but I don't think this is a good idea."

"Okay. Can I at least know why?" she nervously bites her bottom lip.

"Partly because I don't really want a relationship with anyone at this moment and partly because you're Louis' sister. Don't take it personaly, you're great, but he hates me and he would never let you be with someone like me."

Louis hates me and I am one hundred percent sure he would ruin my life even more if I date his sister. I can't even imagine what would he do. He might beat the shit out of me or even worse, kill me. I wouldn't be surprised. For him I am just someone who he can make fun of or humiliate in front of many people.

"But this isn't about Louis, I don't give a fuck about what he thinks and I certainly didn't think you would care either. But if that's the problem I understand and won't ask you again," she says, looking at her feet.

"I'm glad you understand and I'm sorry, Lottie," I say honestly.

She nods and walks away, more like runs away. Suddenly I feel bad for her. I know I did the right thing but I didn't want to hurt her. But it's much better that I did it now and not after going out with her, cause I know that we wouldn't work out. It would be impossible to date her, Louis would definitely kill me.

I take a deep breath and walk to the table with alcohol. I need a drink after this. After two shots I find myself feel more relaxed. Alcohol is running through my veins, not that much that I can't control my body, but I feel awesome.

"Harry, right?" In front of me stands another blond gril, this time she doesn't look like Louis, so I'm relieved.

"Yes, Rose, right?" That's the girl I met this afternoon at the shop. She has her blond hair in a messy bun and she's wearing a pink swimsuit.

"Yep, so you remember me, I'm glad," she winks at me and pours herself a drink.

"How could I not." She chuckles and it actually makes me happy. As you might already know I'm not very successful with girls and the fact she might like me, melts my heart.

"Don't you want to go swimming?" she asks. I know I didn't want to go before, but when a pretty girl asks you, you just don't reject her.

"I'd love to go, just give me a few seconds to change." She nods and says she'll wait in the garden. I find my way to the restroom. I walk past a couple of kissing people and puking people, not a very nice view.

When I find an empty restroom, I'm relieved. I lock myself in and quickly change into my yellow swimming trunks. I put my long curly hair into a bun and walk out to go straight to the garden. Rose is standing by the pool, which is not that full as you might think. There are three boys and four girls, all talking and laughing together.

"Here you are, let's go in," Rose says and makes her way to the stairs in the pool. I follow her.

We step into the water and it is actually warm, that's great, I hate cold water. We swim to the back corner of the pool, away from that bunch of people. I lean on the wall of the pool and place my drink one the grass next to it.

"I had no idea you're going to be here," she says.

"Honestly me neither, but everyone from school is here, so I came too. But you're not from my school, right?" I don't remember her walking in our school, I'm sure I would notice her.

"No, but Eleanor is kind of my friend, so I was invited."

"Kind of? What is that supposed to mean?" I don't really unterstand, how can you be kind of a friend with someone? You are either friends or not, right?

"That's a long story for another day." I nod, understanding, that she doesn't want to talk about it.

"So, tell me something about-," she can't finish her question, because out of nowhere someone screams: "CATAPULT!" It's Louis, he is running in our direction and when he's close to the pool, he jumps up and falls straight into the pool with water splashing in every direction.

"AAAAAAAA" all girls are screaming and running out of the pool. Even Rose excused herself and left. They can't handle water on their styled hair. On the other hand, boys are having the time of their lives. They can't stop laughing and patting Louis on his back for doing a great job. Even though I don't like the fact, that Rose left, I let out a smirk. It's just funny that they're afraid of water.

"What about you, you don't mind that your long curly hair got wet?" Louis swims closer to me and raises one eyebrow.

"I don't really care, it's just water," I shrug, recreating my bun, because it was destroid a few seconds ago.

"And by the way, sorry for repeling your girl," he says, blinking with his eyelashes.

"She's not my girl," I roll my eyes.

"She's not, you seemed kinda close, talking in the back of the pool, alone."

"Why do you care? Shouldn't you be with Eleanor, this is your anniversary party," I say, trying to avoid the previous subject. 

"Well, I'll make it up to her at night," he winks and flashbacks from that night, where I caught them doing stuff, come to my mind and I don't like it at all. It makes me shiver.

"Ew, you didn't have to remind me of the image of you two. I tried to get it out of my mind."

"You still have the image of my naked body in your head?" he laughs, like it should have already been out and forgotten. Well, it's not that easy, I still have nightmares.

"You're disgusting, Tomlinson."

"Are you calling my naked body disgusting? I have to disappoint you, it's not. No one has ever complained," he is smirking. He is fucking smirking?! How can he talk like that, it makes me disgust him even more.

"Ew, you know what, fuck you!" I scream and quickly make my way out of the pool.

"You wish, Styles!" He shouts back and I can obviously hear sargasm and joy in his voice. I just roll my eyes and get as far away as possible from him.

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