𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙤𝙢 || 𝙡.𝙨

𝙎𝙪𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙩

I walk over the sidewalk, the hood of my hoodie over my head and sunglasses over my eyes. I am not in the mood to face any fans today. It's been a few days since I tried introducing the boys to Harry. I texted Harry the next morning if he was okay, but I never got a response. I am still a bit angry at Liam. I mean, I showed him the suspicious texts between me and Harry and he still doesn't believe me. I literally showed him everything. Even Zayn and Niall believe me. I don't even know why I'm still trying to convince Liam, but I just- Aghhh! I'm frustrated and I need tea. But the tea is gone, so I need to get new one.

I walk into the supermarket and walk over to the department where I know the tea is. As I walk through the long aisle, I accidentally bump into someone. The slightly smaller boy I bumped into drops the cookies he has in his hands.

''Oops!'' He says, his voice is a bit deep. Somewhere I recognize it, I'm not sure though.

''Hi, I'm sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going.'' I say, I bend down and pick up the falling cookies and give it to him, he looks up and my breath hitches. I can see his eyes going wide under the sunglasses he is wearing.

''Harry?''

''U-uhm... Hi, Lou...'' He greets, looking down again.

''Oh my- You live in London? I didn't know! How are you? Why didn't you react to my textes?'' I bombard him with question, not giving him space to answer. I never thought I would meet him personally in a supermarket and certainly not this fast. ''Why are you wearing sunglasses?'' I ask as I take mine off.

''I- I-'' He stutters, not looking up.

''Hey, are you okay?'' I ask.

''Uh... Yeah, I am.'' He says, I can see his lips forming in a smile, though I know it's a fake one.

''Harry...'' I start. ''Please, I know your not. I can see it. That smile is fake, you won't look at me at all and you stand like you can fall apart any moment.'' I gently grip his chin, just then noticing the bruise on his jaw. ''Harry, what is this?'' I lift his face up and quickly remove his sunglasses. There, right under his eye, is a big purple, almost black, bruise. ''What?'' I whisper.

He pushes my hand away and looks down again. ''I'm fine.'' He harshly says.

''No, yo-'' I get cut of my screams.

''Oh my God! It's Louis Tomlinson!''

''OMG Yes!''

Shit, not now! I carefully take Harry's wrist and drag him with me, him dropping the cooking that are still in his hands and me forgetting about the tea.

''Lou! What are you doing!?'' He yells.

''Running away from fans!'' I answer back. We run out of the supermarket and down the street.

''Lou, stop!'' Harry whines. I don't though, those fans are still following us.

''Louis! Please, can we get an autograph and picture?'' They keep on asking and screaming, getting the attention of more fans. Great this! I hear Harry starting to wheeze, so I turn around and scoop him up in my arms.

''Lou, what are you doing?'' Harry squeaks.

''Carrying you home with me.'' I say, panting a bit. I'm glad I go to the gym twice a week, otherwise I would be laying dead on the ground now.

''B-but-''

''No buts, I want to talk.'' Harry stays quiet and I run until we got rid of all the fans. I stop once we've reach mine and the boy's apartment we have here in London.

''Lou-''

''No Harry, I want to talk to you.''

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They met!

What do you think of Harry? What happened?

Drama is gonna come soon, get ready ;)

I have a lot of chapters ready, but I feel like it's getting worse with the days, like I forgot a lot I mentioned in the previous chapters, but I ran through it so many times I don't know what. If anything is unclear, please ask me and I will explain :)

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