Winter break || L.T ||

Bonus chapter

SURPRISE!!!

(I'm making a bonus chapter because I'm bored and I love this story)

(This is Harry and Louis before they stop being friends)

Harry styles

I seriously can't anymore. Louis keeps pushing me away. It's not fair it isn't. I'm his friend and I'm always here. He keeps leaving. He hangs out with perfect Zayn Malik instead. I have absolutely no problem with Zayn he is super nice and also like drawing. I'm just jealous.

I walk in my first period. Biology.

Louis sits next to me. I stare at the board. We have to get out notebooks and go over a slideshow. Louis is staring at me I know it. I can't feel his eyes on me. It makes me nervous.

I write in a ripped off piece of paper from my notebook. 'Stop staring at me.' I slid it to him. He reads the note, writing something down and slides it to me.

'What's wrong?'

I wrote. 'Nothing I just don't want to be stared at right now.' I slide it back.

He reads it and looks up at me again, staring. I turn to face him. "Can you stop staring at me?" I whisper shout. His eyebrows raise. "Seriously what's wrong?" He whispers back. "Nothing maybe you should just do your work!" I whisper shout again.

He grabs my wrist and whispers in my ear. "I know your lying Harry please tell me what's wrong." I look at him. I was about to open my mouth but the teacher cuts me off. "Do you guys want to share with the class?" He snaps at the both of us. We sit in our seats and shut our mouths for the rest of class.

Later Louis drags me into the bathroom. "What's wrong Harry did I do something? Is it your dad?" Louis asks. "No Louis it's not my dad....you keep leaving me." I whisper the last part. I'm embarrassed.

He sighs. He knows I'm right. "I'm sorry Harry I didn't even realize." His eyes are watery. "We should hang out at my house." Louis suggests, I nods and hugs him.

*
Louis opens the door to let me in. He lives with his uncle right now. Still can't remember his name and he call me Henry.

We grab a bag of Doritos and a Red Bull and head into Louis room. "So I'm thinking we should play video games or what do you wanna do H?" Louis asks with a pop of his Red Bull can opening. "Honestly we haven't played video games in a while so let's do that.

*
We end up playing Mario cart for four hours and Louis says his eyes are starting to hurt from the tv screen. "I think we should talk because I have a few questions." Louis says.

"Okay, what's on your mind?." I ask. My nails dig into my knee. His eyes are too intimidating to sit like this in front of him. I wish I was intimidating.

"Okay, do you ever get jealous?" He asks, sitting cross legged in his beanbag. "Yeah I do." I respond.

"We're you jealous today?"he asks. His face is concerned and his body looks stiff and nervous like mine feels.

"Yes." I'm embarrassed. "I'm sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry. I was just curious. It's okay to be jealous sometimes." He smiles.

"Okay I have another question this one is kind of weird and personal so you don't have to answer." He says putting a hand on my shoulder. I nod.

"Have you ever...kissed a boy?"

I swear my heart stops for a second like I'm readjusting to what he's just asked me. It sucks because I don't even have a good answer. I haven't kissed a boy.

My skin reddens. "No I haven't."

Louis smiles at me. "Neither have I." He says back. "Would you kiss me?" Louis asks, his face is red too.

"Yes." I whisper. I'm scared, the tv is playing out the door in the living room. I don't know how his uncle would feel about his nephew kissing a boy in his room but I don't have much time to think about it because Louis it pulling me too him. His lips are soft and warm. They taste of Doritos we've been eating. I kiss him back the best I can, moving my lips to his. Louis pulls back slowly. "How was that?" Louis whispers to me. "Really good." I whisper back. It all felt to good-I knew it. His uncle walks in and Louis sits in his seat properly. Luckily his uncle didn't see anything he was just checking in on us.

"It smells in here." He points out. He's right. Louis hardly cleans his room.

"Sorry." Louis says smirking. His uncle rolls his eyes and closes the door behind him. "That was close." Louis whispers, laughing.

"Yeah." I laugh too.