"Louis!" Harry said his name to shut him up so he would not embarrass him anymore than he already had.
I looked at Harry who was still blushing and for some reason it made me feel butterflies when I realized he was talking about me to Louis. Ellie was standing there with the biggest smile on her face.
"Oh this is Ellie." I said.
"Pleasure to meet you." Louis said with a smile and shook hands with her.
Harry was staring at me with a smile and I had to admit he was hot. I smiled back but instantly regretted it.
I could not fall for a guy like him. He's famous, I'm not. He would never fall for a girl like me.
"What are you lovely girls up to today?" Harry asked while never taking his eyes off of me.
"We were just going back to our apartment so we can get ready for this gig tonight." Ellie says.
I give her a look and she just ignores it.
"Oh are you going down to the pub tonight? Right down the street?" Louis asked.
"Yeah that's the one!" She says with a smile.
"Oh funny! The mates and I are going as well." Louis said.
Harry looked at me and I looked down while blushing. The butterflies he gave me were like none I ever had.
"How about I pick you up?" Harry asked me. I looked up and see him smiling.
"We can walk." I said while gesturing to Ellie.
"Come on." He said.
"I'm fine with walking. I like walking." I said.
"In the snow?"
"Yes I love the snow."
"All right." He said looking a little sadder now.
"You know I would love a ride." Ellie says. Leave it to her to invite herself to everything.
Harry looks at her and smiles. Such a flirt he was.
"Sure. I'll pick you up in an hour." He said with a wink.
I rolled my eyes and realized he was the jerk who flirts with anything.
"Well I am going up to get ready. I'll meet you guys there." I said and walked past Harry.
Ellie leaves with me and gives Harry her number. When we got in the apartment Ellie glares at me.
"What were you thinking? He was being polite!" She said to me.
"He is an ass who just wants to get in your pants! Wake up and smell the roses!" I said to her while taking my jacket off.
"Why are you forcing yourself to believe the rumors?! I saw the way you looked at him! You have not looked at anyone like that since-" She immediately broke off her sentence.
"Since when? Since him? Go on finish it up." I said to her.
"Brooke. I'm sorry. It's just."
"Finish that stupid sentence. You can say his fricken name you know."
"Fine! You have not looked at a guy like that since Derek!"
I looked at her and had tears in my eyes. The memories flood back to me. It had almost been a year since the breakup. I still hated talking about it only because I felt like a complete idiot for not realizing what he did sooner.
"Whatever." I walked off to my room. I closed the door and laid down on my bed. I thought of Derek. My high school sweetheart who was not so sweet. I let a few tears escape my eyes as I think of what he did. How could he? How did I not realize? I wiped my eyes and stood up.
