I Love You (L.S)

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Harry's P.O.V

I laid on my bed staring at my ceiling, tears running down my face. It's been like this for a total of three months, and it's all because I'm in love with someone who is so close to me, yet I'll never be allowed to have them.......my best friend. You might think it's crazy for me to cry like this just because of him, yes my best friend is a guy, but if someone you loved was in a relationship, I think you'd feel the same way. His name is Louis and I fell for him the day I first laid my eyes on him.......

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"Niall...?" I questioned looking up from my food. He was on his lunch break, so I tried asking him what's been on my mind since I've gotten here.

"Yeah?" He was looking down scrolling through his phone. So, his voice sounded as if it trailed off.

"Who is that?" I pointed my fork over to a short, brown haired boy working the cash register.

"That's Louis, he's new. Wanna meet him? LOOOUUU!!!!" Niall waved his hand in our direction signaling for him to come our way.

"Wait! I dont even know what to say to him. You can't do that! You know how I get with- Hiiiiiii, I'm Harry." I quickly said as Lou had appeared at our table.

"Hi! I'm Louis, but you can call me Lou." He held his hand out and I took it looking up at him.
He smiled and his face was lit up. His eyes were amazing and his smile was gorgeous. I forgot I was even shaking his hand for a minute. I quickly let go, blushing a bit. He sat down next to me and we had began getting to know each other.
After about 15 minutes of talking, Niall's voice cut in.

"I gotta get back to work. Lou, your shift is over." Niall said standing up, locking his phone, and placing it back into his pocket.

"Alright, thanks Ni! I'll see you tomorrow!" Louis stood up, waving at Niall before turning to me, "Wanna come over to my place for a bit?"
I nodded my head and stood up. I followed him out and we began to walk down the block. I shyly hung my head, not wanting to make eye contact with Louis in fear I would blush.
That probably wasn't a good idea because I ran into a bush. I tripped right over the dang thing and emerged with thorns stuck in places I never thought possible.

"Are you okay!?" Louis came rushing over, helping me out from behind the bushes.

"Uh, yeah. Guess I wasn't looking at where I was going." I brushed off my clothing and noticed that my hand was bleeding really badly. Louis removed his shirt and wrapped my hand with it, preventing the wound from bleeding anymore. He grabbed my other hand and lead me up a pathway near where I fell. Butterflies filled my stomach and I swear, my legs were jelly as Louis pulled me along.

"I'd say 'welcome to my home', but, it seems as if your start here isn't too well." He opened the door, heading inside and I followed behind him, chuckling.

"Looks like your house hates me already and I haven't been here but for maybe 5 minutes." I said unwrapping my hand. He walked towards me with a First-Aid Kit.

"Oh hush it." He wiped off the dried blood before spraying the large cut and bandaging it up.

"Thanks." I smiled holding my arm awkwardly. "Do you have a pair of tweezers I could use?" He nodded his head handing me the metallic tool before disappearing down the hallway. I took a seat on a black leather chair and observed the surroundings before picking at the thorns lodged in my thighs. Lou had a pretty nice house. (picture above)

"You okay?" He came down the hall throwing on a new shirt. He had on a pair of sweat pants with a grey shirt on.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said pulling the last thorn out, "Thanks." I handed him the tweezers.

"Hey, wanna meet someone?" He looked at me and smirked. I felt as if I'd melt on the spot.

"Sure...." I said half paying attention.

"Archie!"

In came the cutest little puppy I had ever seen. (Also in the picture above)

We sat there all night playing with the little guy. I even spent the night. I had just met this guy and already, we were Best Friends.
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I know nothing special really happened, but it was a pretty good day when I first met Louis, well besides me beating myself up there......
It seems like forever since we had actually hung out like that. Louis is always busy with Eleanor. He ignores my text and calls, hasn't come over in 2 weeks, hell, I don't even know how the guy's doing. I could be dead for all he knows and he wouldn't even know it! Does he not care anymore? Am I not good enough anymore!? WHY WON'T HE TALK TO ME!

I started heavily crying again and I rolled myself off the bed. I need to find out why he hasn't talked to me. But first, I should clean myself up.