love taught me to lie (larry stylinson)

chapter 7

Harry's point of view

As guilty as I feel, I'm a little disappointed that Louis would actually think I wouldn't have it, I mean of course I have it.

The bottle is half full.....but the room feels empty.

I miss Louis, I didn't think he could be like that. I feel like I've just met a stranger, I just hope he's alright.

I don't know what's been going on lately but sometimes I have this urge to touch Louis and hold him, and it's getting more and more uncontrollable, it's like I have to be with him or just seeing him will do the trick.

But today seeing him so angry and hurt for the first time makes me feel like I don't know him that well anymore. And want to know him, I want to know every single thing about Louis. I want know what makes him happy and what makes him smile. What makes him sad and angry. What he likes in a person, what turns him on....

He has to know that he can tell me anything. I'm his best friend and he's mine he has to be able to trust me.

But he's gone now.

There is no way I'm gonna fall asleep today. Not without Lou...When he's asleep his nose twitches and his lips form a smile, he's always so happy... Well I thought he was. Sometimes I play in his hair, it's so soft, it makes me fall asleep. And when I'm sure he's asleep I give him small kisses on his forhead or on his cheek.

It's kind of like a ritual I do it every night whether we're in the same room or not. That's why I can't sleep without him.

A knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts.

Louis !

I ran to the door and quickly opened it.

"Taste our delicious sunshine cookies! They're organic" two little girls said unison.

Great a bunch of eight year olds are going to freak out right now...

3....2...1

"Wait you're Harry Styles ! Omg I love you I love you I love you I've got all you're posters and and my friend got one your tattoos you're asweome you have such great taste in fashion no wonder you're called Harry STYLES, I think you're amazing I can't believe you live here can I get you autograph or a picture or maybe we can be friends I can just image it...."

How do I get this girl to stop talking. While she's ranting about her life the other one is just staring at me she doesn't look really happy...actually she looks pretty mad.

"Molly shut up he doesn't care" she says.

"But Hannah... It's Harry Styles" Molly cries.

"Do I look like I care ? " Hannah responds before turning to me " now do you want some cookies or not ?"

What's her problem ? I'm 100% sure she's not allowed to speak to me like this, cause I mean she's a sunshine girl, isn't she supposed to be peppy and sweet....did I do something to annoy her ? I don't think so... But I feel real bad for Molly.

"Wait right Here" I said rushing to the bedroom to get one of my signed poster's. When I got downstairs Hannah looked furious and Molly was nearly crying.

"What took you such an eternity" Hannah yelled

I ignored her comment (knowing that I probably took like 30 seconds) and handed molly the poster. She looked up to me slowly and smiled.

"Thank you very much" she whispered.

"You're welcome love" I smiled back at her.

"Well if you guys are done I'll be on my way...good day !" And with that she pulled molly outside and they started walking toward another house. I watched as the neighbours opened the door. Molly and Hannah said their thing, but surprisingly this time Hannah continued smiling.

"Oh Mr Jones I just love you're new jacket it's wonderful" I heard Hannah say. Why didn't she say that to me ? I know I'm not wearing a jacket but I am wearing a new shirt. Why didn't she treat me like that ? What did I do to her ?

I just hate it when people hate me especially when I don't know the reason why they hate me. And lately seems like many people hate me.

Including Louis.

I have to go find him.

When I find him, I'll tell him that he means everything to me. I'll tell him I'm sorry. I'll invite him somewhere so I can get to know him better. Then when we get home. I'll kiss him anywhere he wants to be kissed.

I'm gonna find him.