Harry's POV
"I missed you." I whispered before I could stop myself. Louis looked at me with his big blue eyes all kind of emotions dancing in them. Why did I say that? I was so stupid!
Louis slowly shook his head before he ran upstairs, probably to his room.
Shit! His room. I've been inside it the whole time he was gone and slept in his bed, because I missed him. What if he finds out? He'll probably think I'm some creep who sleeps in his bed. God, why can't I do anything right. There's no wonder why Louis hates me.
The stupid thing with this is that he actually thinks I hate him, but I don't not in the slightest. I mean how could you hate such a beautiful, funny, carefree, wonderful, talented boy? He was good at everything and he's just so perfect!
No not this thoughts again. This is what I've been trying to get away from. This damn feelings. Just why? Why do we have them? And why do I need to have that sort of feelings towards my best friend who by the way is totally straight.
This is why I need to keep distance and make him keep distance. I can't risk that he'll find out my feelings, he would hate me even more than he already does. I need to put on my mask again, I've kept it down for too long. I've told him too much already. I need to stop being nice to him.
It's for the best.
Louis' POV
I sighed and sat down on my bed and looked out through the window. Such a great weather and here I am, inside trying to unpack my things. It smelled different in my room. It was a nice scent and I recognized it, but couldn't really place it. It smelled home. Weird.
It hasn't been anybody here for almost three weeks. It should smell trapped and the air should be bad. The only one who had been in the house was Harry, but what would he do in my room? No it couldn't have been him. I was probably just imagining things.
The ringing had subsided an ounce and I could pretty much ignore it. I sighed. He had missed me. Or so he said at least. But I don't think he missed me as me, I think he just missed having company. Like anyone who spend Christmas alone would miss somebody and I'm the only person who lives here besides from him so that's why he said that he missed me. Because who would ever miss me? I'm nothing special and you can easy replace me.
I've just come home and I'm already thinking like that again! That's what I need to stop with. I need to cheer up and get back to the old happy Louis. Not this depressed sad Louis. And I should start right now, by eating something. I haven't eaten since lunch and it was evening now...
I went downstairs and took a cup of tea and a sandwich. I sighed and took a bite. It was so disgusting to eat. Why do I torture myself with this?
"Ey, twat! What are you doing?!" twat? Now again? So I had been right! He made me believe things were alright and then he broke them down again! He can't do things like that. He has to choose side.
"I am eating and my name is Louis, thank you." I said not looking at him.
"I can call you whatever I want. And look at me while I'm talking to you." he said. Who did he think he was?
"I can look wherever I want to." I said in the sassiest voice I could manage.
"Don't pull that sass-card with me." Harry answered.
"I can do whatever I want to." I said and gave him a quick but sassy look. He glared at me and I took a sip of my hot tea. Shit, I should have waited a bit longer before I tried to drink it. It was so hot.
Before I could even react I had all my boiling hot tea over me. I gasped and let out a high pitched scream when I felt the hot liquid burn my skin and I was fast up on my feet.
Harry stood there with a playful smile on his lips.
"Woops, my bad." he said in an innocent voice and I felt tears build up in my eyes caused by the hot tea. It hurt so badly. Oh god, I've gotten it all over my torso. Shit it burned!
I didn't glance at Harry before I ran up to my room with tears now streaming down, but I could picture him standing there with a victorious smile. I really needed to get off this clothes now!
I stripped off my clothes and turned on the shower. I went into it and sighed as I felt the cold water cool of my skin.
It could have been worse.
