Chapter 11 - princess and the frog

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Harry's POV
I lay in my bed, thinking over my day with Louis. I seem to do that a lot now, think about Louis. I don't do it on purpose but he kind of always comes to mind. I should be annoyed by it but I'm not. I can't help it.

Louis' different. He's honest and real, but he's also just himself. He's funny, kind, sassy, helpful, supportive, endearing, lovely, and beautiful. But like, don't take that the wrong way. I mean I'm still straight, obviously, but I can still think Louis' beautiful. It doesn't mean I'm attracted to him or anything.

Anyways, I'm having trouble remembering why I even hated the boy in the first place. After spending so much time with him I would think that I would hate him even more, but it's quite the opposite really. It's hard to hate Louis. Even for me.

Louis' just so... different. I don't even know how to describe it, but he is.

And with that thought I close my eyes and drift off to sleep. The next day I'm determined to follow Louis' advice that he gave me.
That little hedgehog is right, I want to be around people who actually like me. Who gives a fuck about popularity? It's a fleeting structure anyways.

Instead of my usual routine of making my rounds with my "friends" and going up to Louis, I go the opposite way and head straight to our class president's locker. He's kind of a friend, in a way. He's good company at least and I think I'd like to be closer to him.

"Hi," I say when I reach him.

He jumps, a bit startled, but then looks at me and smiles, "Hi Harry," he greets.

"Liam," I nod once, "Would you like to have lunch with me today?"

He furrows his eyebrows and seems kind of taken aback, "Um, would anyone else be there?" he questions and he looks tense.

"Nope," I state with an easy smile.

Liam lets out a sigh of relief and then returns my smile, "Then I'd love to."

"Great!" I beam and then turn to walk to my class.

Well that went better than expected.

When it comes time for lunch, I meet Liam over by his locker. He's talking to his girlfriend right before I show up and I see as he hugs and kisses her goodbye.

That's sweet. I kind of wish I had that. But not with any girl at this school. Definitely not.

"Ready to go?" Liam asks me and I happily nod as we walk to the cafeteria together.

We spend that time getting to know each other better and it's nice, like really fucking nice. Liam's great and even when I get death stares from some of my other "acquaintances" I don't really care. It kind of gets to me a little bit but not enough for me to regret my decisions.

"Lou! I followed your advice!" I exclaim as soon as I see the boy enter Mr. Cowell's room for detention.

"Really?" Louis asks to which I happily nod my head, "That's great! How do you feel?"

"Good," I state, "Relieved too. You were right, I don't need those kind of people in my life. I'm- I'm trying to change, you know, be better," I blush feeling a bit embarrassed.

Louis looks at me with a soft and almost fond look on his face. That can't be right, can it? He looks so, so soft I just- god that's a sight to see.

"That's good Haz," he says, smiling at me with sparkling eyes.

Butterflies? I-I got butterflies just now. With Louis. What's that supposed to mean?

"Um I-" I awkwardly clear my throat, "Can I take you somewhere?" I ask with vulnerable eyes.

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