Polaroids & Memories

Dinner & Polaroid Pictures ~ 3

"Will you be... I was wondering if you'd like to be my friend."

"Be your friend?"

"Is that too much to ask?"

"See you again."

"Goodbye!"

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( Louis POV )

After going to the train station, I go home. I live with a nice man. Mr. Payne is his name. I don't have any parents. They both died when I was young. So Mr. Payne kinda took me in, along with my sister Lottie.

I'm not sure if I should tell him about meeting Harry. Knowing if I did, I know he'll be disappointed.

He never was very fond of me making friends. But I have to tell him. He has to know everything I do.

I arrive at home, hesitant to open the door and go inside.

I have to face Mr Payne either way. There's no way of avoiding him.

I enter and close the door behind me. I go to the kitchen and find him there. Cooking dinner for me and himself.

I sit at the kitchen table and put my diary on the table.

"Hi Mr. Payne." I say quietly.

"Louis." He says sternly.

He continues cooking. Not bothering to look at me.

He stops and turns to give me a smile.

"Welcome back, Did you have a good time today? Your sister's coming over for dinner." He says and continues to cook once again.

Chicken with potatoes for today.

"Yes. I had a wonderful time today." I say. Thinking about my time with Harry.

"Well, don't strain yourself. And..."

"And don't get too close to anyone, or let anyone get too close to me." I say quickly, not letting him finish.

He ALWAYS telling me the same thing everyday.

"Mr Payne, would it be okay to tell someone about my condition?" I ask.

He sights. "It's your decision. It's not my place to stop you. But truthfully, my personal view is... you shouldn't do it."

"I guess you're right. I don't even have the ability to regret any mistakes that I might make."

I stand up and take my diary and head for my room.

"Call me when dinners ready." I yell and close the door of my room.

I go to the small desk by my window, placing my diary on it, and sit down on the computer chair.

I take my phone out from the desk drawer. I text a message to my sister.

Harry is my friend now. I'm going to tell him the truth tomorrow.

I press send.

I'm been telling my sister about Harry and meeting him at the train station. She's really happy for me for having a friend since I never had any.
A few minutes later I get a respond back from her.

Louis..
Are you sure it'll be okay to tell him now? :/ I'll be coming home for dinner tonight, tell me all about it then xx

I have to tell him. He has the right to know since he's my friend now. And I don't want to keep acting strange around him.

I place my phone next to my diary. I open my diary to where my Polaroid pictures are. I should find a better place to place these. I grab them and spread them out on the desk.