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"So are you going to talk to him then?" Niall asks as they are walking. Harry looks behind where Louis is walking with the blonde girl.
"Is it bad that I really don't want to talk to him?" Harry sighs. "I know it means everything to Lottie but he is so rude. He comes way too late, brings a complete stranger and he keeps sucking her neck. Is he a bloody vampire?"
"I'm hotter." Harry gasps when he hears that voice, seeing Louis walking past him together with that girl. He wants to say something but Louis already is walking next to Lottie. He hopes he is not gonna tell her what Harry was just saying.
"That boy is something." Liam mumbles.
"I think he's funny." Niall laughs. "And so confident. I honestly think he is a good lad."
"I know he is." Zayn joins the conversation. "It just has been very long since he has shown that."
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Three hours later the walk is over and they are all going to have lunch together. There is a huge picnic organised on a beautiful field, not too far from a beautiful waterfall.
The crowd is divided in small groups. Lottie is sitting with her bridesmaids and Gemma, Anne and Robin are together with Jay and the girls, the boys are sitting together and Louis just comes back from saying goodbye to that girl who took a cab back. He is joining his family for a bit and Harry decides to sit with the boys when Lottie gives him a pissed look.
"She looks really pissed." Liam says observing the small communication between Lottie and Harry.
"She is, I hate it. In the afternoon I'm going to take her out on a date. She can be so stubborn, unbelievable."
"You are lucky to have a girl like her, Harry." Niall comments.
When Harry looks up he sees Louis sitting on his own, feet in the water while taking a cigarette and lighting it up.
"Louis is on his own now. II'm going to talk to him. Maybe then Lottie will cool down."
"Good luck, mate." Liam pets Harry's shoulder.
"He is a good guy, Harry. I hope you will get to see that too." Zayn breathes out. "I really want to see it again myself."
"I'll keep you up to date." Harry stands up and slowly he walks towards the boy. It's strange how nervous he is. He hasn't been this nervous for a long time. When he is behind him he is still shuffling on his feet, nervously playing with his finger as he is biting his lip.
"You can talk to me, you know. I'm not some kind off mafia boss." Louis says without turning around. Harry's eyes are big and he doesn't say anything. How did Louis know he was here?
"Could see your reflection in the water, Curly. I'm not some psychic if that's what you are thinking." It's like Louis can read his mind and Harry has no idea what's scarier. "So do you have something to say or are you going to keep staring holes in my back?"
Okay, that's just plain rude.
"I wanted to properly introduce myself, have a chat with my future wife's brother." Harry's fake smile is back. He doesn't like Louis, he really doesn't. His stare is way too intense and it makes Harry want to disappear. He makes Harry feel so insecure just by existing. Louis looks good, really good, that's something Harry has to give him and in combination with his confidence, Lottie's adoration and nonchalance he is some kind of supreme being making Harry feel like a nobody
"You already know I'm a vampire." Louis smirks and he winks at Harry, signing that he is actually joking. "Don't just stand there. It makes me feel small. Sit down, the temperature of the water is lovely."
"Are there fish inside?"
"Well, yeah Curly. That's where they live you know, in water."
"I'm scared they are going to eat my toes." And Harry doesn't know why he shares that information with Louis but he doesn't expect it at all when the boy starts to laugh loudly.
"Not all fish do that, only the Toena fish."
Harry has to admit it. That was funny, really funny, so he laughs a little bit. He still doesn't feel completely at ease with the boys.
"You made a wordplay with tuna fish, that's funny." Harry explains his laughing and Louis rolls his eyes.
"You don't have to explain the joke to the one that made it, Curly. Now, sit down, with or without your feet in the water, I don't care. But you are still hovering on me and you are blocking my sun."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I – uh"
"Relax." Louis smiles and it makes Harry calm down a little bit. He decides to sit down next to Louis, a fair distance between them but not too much, legs crossed.
"So, you said that you wanted to get to know me. I'm going to be honest with you, I'm not a very open person if it's about myself. I don't really share a lot about myself so the only thing you will get to know is that I have blood bags as breakfast."
"I'm sorry about that remark. It was rude and really not meant for you to hear." Harry apologises.
"Yeah, that's how gossiping works. I do know that with the amount of sisters I have." Louis chuckles. "But don't worry about it. We all judge, don't we? So we should get used to being judged ourselves as well."
"You don't mind?" Harry raises his eyebrow.
"If I really have to care about what every single person thinks about me, then that's the only thing I do in life. I can read people very well. You don't like me, not one bit. You are just here to please my sister who is clearly upset with you. I guess I have something to do with it judging by the fact that you are here now while you would have rather been with the boys."
"Louis, I-" Harry stammers. He feels like a jerk now because what Louis is saying is exactly the situation, it's the case. If Lottie wasn't pissed, he wouldn't be here now trying to talk to Louis.
"I'm sorry. Maybe my motive isn't right but I do like to get to know you. It' s for your sister's sake. Apparently how we are getting along is very important to her."
"I'm not going to start a fake friendship with you, Harry. I don't have any problem with you, it's you who has a problem with me. I don't need your fake friendship or anything. I know I'm not a good person, you don't have to like me, but you also don't have to pretend. I'm not going to waste my time on that. We'll grow naturally towards each other and if not, well then life isn't perfect and Lottie should accept that. I'm not going to force anything. "
Louis takes a drag off his cigarette and stares right into Harry's soul while doing that. For some weird reason it gives Harry a weird feeling, but a nice one. He can't stop staring at how his cheeks hollow, his lips wrapped around the cigarette,...
"Good conversation, I'll talk to you later Curly." Louis stands up and his hand disappears into his curs, messing them up a bit before walking away from him.
And Harry is going to ask the same fucking question again;
Who the fuck is Louis Tomlinson?
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