Things I Can't

Chapter 4

Hi everyone, I should probably come up with some better chapter names shouldn't I? Haha I'll think of something creative later. I start spring break tomorrow, so I'll probably be updating a lot seeing as I have nothing to do but until then, here's chapter 4! :)
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Harry:

My breath caught in my throat as I glanced at the boy who had interrupted my reading. I'd fully intended on kicking whoever it was back out, but one look at this boy, and I was in love. I couldn't even seem to form a proper sentence! He was breathtaking.

His eyes were the first thing I noticed. They were blue, extremely blue, with a youthful sparkle that seemed to glow brighter than any light ever could. His brunette hair was styled Into a quiff, but I could already tell that it was fluffy and soft.  His skin was tan, and  looked soft to the touch, not a blemish in sight.

I next let my eyes wander towards his thin, pink lips which were chapped from the wind, but still perfect. I noticed suddenly that he was short. A lot shorter than I was, but it was cute in a way. I could already imagine him standing on his toes to press a loving kiss to my cheek.

"Oops." He muttered suddenly, a rosy blush tainting his defined cheeks. I chuckled a bit at his embarrassment and smiled.

"Hi."

The mysterious boy didn't move from his position by the door. He seemed to want to something, but I wasn't sure what. "Are you okay?" I asked, concern lacing into my voice. The brunette nodded his head, but then sighed.

"Actually, do you know where the bathroom is?" I felt my smile drop as the boy asked this question. He didn't want to join me. He just wanted to use the bathroom.

"Yeah, it's down the hall third door on the left." I said, giving the beauty a small smile. He thanked me and sauntered down the hall. I'd be lying if I said I didn't watch his ass as he walked away.

Five minutes later, I heard a timid knock on the door, and a high voice asking if they could come in. I eagerly accepted, my heart rate picking up as the bathroom boy entered the room for the second time tonight. 

"Sorry if I'm bothering you, I can leave if you want." He said, biting his lip in hope that I'd let him stay. I shook my head and beckoned for him to sit in the chair next to me.

"You're not bothering me. Is the party not fun?" He shrugged, taking the seat.

"Eh, it's okay I just don't know anyone and my two friends completely abandoned me an hour back. What about you? What's your reason for being up here?"

"Trying to escape the crowd." I replied, giving him another smile. "I'm Harry." I stuck my hand out and the boy took it quickly. I was right, his skin was soft. His hand was small like the rest of his features, and yet it fit into mine like It was made specifically for me. The contact between us made my heart lurch in my chest.

"Louis." The boy replied. I liked the way it sounded coming off his lips.

"So tell me a little about yourself Harry, just so I know I'm not talking to an evil catstalker of something."

"Well, for starters, I'm an evil cat stalker." I replied, smirking at Louis who in turn threw a pillow at me. "Just kidding, Just kidding!" I laughed, tossing the pillow back at at him. "You already know my name is Harry." I glanced at Louis to find him listening intently. "My favorite color is blue and I've always loved the smell of books. I love cooking and baking, especially baking though, and I love it when I can make people laugh. When I'm alone I normally like to read, but I've also always wanted to learn how to skateboard. I'm a horrible dancer. Oh, and I can juggle." I finished proudly, waiting for Louis' reaction. He was looking at me with a reaction that could be described as interested.