Lost In Your Own Mind ~L.S~

13

__Louis__

I walked to Harry's house- which was only 5 minutes away- and found him sitting on his porch, already waiting for me.

I smiled widely when I seen his hair, no longer covered by a beanie

"Wow! Your curls are fucking gorgeous!" 

He looked up, a little confused

"My-.. My curls" he repeated hesitantly

"I love it! My hair is so bland- yours is wow." I nodded happily before gently pulling him into a hug

This time we were standing.. and it was warm and tight and home-y

"Alright, Styles.. How'd we do last night?" I asked softly when we pulled away

"Good"

"No puking?" I asked quieter

"Not once." he nodded 

"No harming?" I asked even softer

He shook his head

I looked at his sweater- and at the bandages I now knew were under those sleeves

"Has the bleeding stopped?" I asked softly

"Yeah.. just.. don't wanna risk anyone seeing"

"Okay. That's good. Let's walk"

We started walking down the side walk and I shivered at the cool air

"Not as cold as it was yesterday.. but still chilly" I mumbled

That's when Harry tripped behind me and fell into my side

I grabbed him before he hit the ground and pulled him into my chest

"You okay?" I whispered

"Y-yea"

"Have you eaten?" I asked as I stood him upright

"N.. not since last night" he admitted shyly

I frowned a little but nodded.

I looked around and seen the little coffee shop.

"They have breakfast?" I asked him

He only shrugged

I took his hand and laced our fingers- just so he didn't fall again- and I pulled him across the street

Inside, I (reluctantly) let his hand go and stepped up to the counter

"Hi!" the woman greeted cheerfully

"Hello- uh, I'd like a caramel latte." 

"Iced?" she asked

"Yes, please.. and, Harry?" I turned and looked at the shy boy

Somehow, he'd made himself smaller and his cheeks were pink.. either from the cold or his shyness, I have no idea.

He was cute though

"Uh- a small.. uh, vanilla latte" he muttered

I had to repeat it- well, I just repeated it so that he ordered a medium like me instead of a small

He didn't notice. 

Until we got our drinks

He was just telling me, for the third time, that I shouldn't have paid... then the nice cashier handed us our cups and he stared at me like I was crazy

I took both drinks and held his out to him

"I said small"

"Oops" I shrugged with a smirk

Reluctantly- VERY RELUCTANTLY- he took the drink and sipped it

I tried mine and my day brightened even more. I LOVE COFFEE

"Here! Try mine" I held it towards him

"That's okay" he denied

I frowned a little but nodded and looked at the ice

"O-okay. I'll try it- if.. if you want me to"

"No, hey. don't do that. Don't give in to what people want. You can't please everyone."

He smiled a little. 

Then I stole my cup and took a HUGE drink 

"Heyyyy"

"mmmm that's good. Might just keep it. I'll have two coffees. Mine and yours" he teased

It made me SO  fucking happy that he still has a sense of humor- even after everything he'd been through... I was so glad he could keep his happiness intact- even if it was hard sometimes

I could tell, just by the way his eyes lit up.. that this was a true smile. This was real.