Continuation of last chapter
After Harry left with Gemma, I walked towards my car. I had to drive Lottie home before the match so she could get ready.
The drive home was silent for the first time in a while. Normally, Lottie would be teasing me about Harry but surprisingly, she was quiet. I found it weird.
When we got home, I confronted her about it. "What's wrong?"
"What do you mean?" she replied, playing dumb.
"Don't play dumb with me Lots. You were unusually quiet in the car today. What's up?
"I just didn't feel like there was anything to talk about"
"Really?" I asked with my brow arched.
"Alright fine. Is Harry coming to the match?" she finally asked.
"Yes, hopefully"
"What do you mean 'hopefully'"
"I asked him to come and he said he would. I just hope he keeps his promise"
"If course he's gonna come Lou"
"I hope you're right. I don't think I would play the same without him there"
"He'll be there Louis. I'm sure if it"
"Alright, well I need to go. I don't want coach having my head" I said and ran out of the house.
I drove back to school and ran into the locker room. Luckily, I wasn't late this time.
I took my football kit out of my bag and changed. As I was putting on my cleats, coach walked in.
"Ah, Louis. You're not late this time" he said.
"That was one time coach"
"And like I said before, it better be the first and last time that ever happens, understand"
"Alright, I won't let it happen again"
I had this gut feeling that Harry had arrived. I ran out of the locker rooms and ignored coach shouting at me to come back. I found him with Niall and some brunette girl I assumed was Gemma but I wasn't completely sure. Niall and Gemma went to the bleachers, leaving us alone.

He was wearing a black t-shirt with black skinny jeans. On his head was the same bandana he had on when we met. I almost blushed at the memory.
"Hey Hazza, thanks for coming. Means a lot to me" I said.
"I told you I would come"
"I know but I thought you would change your mind" I admitted.
"I'm a man of my word Louis. Don't forget that"
"Okay. Anyways I gotta go. Games about to start"
"See you on the pitch. Good luck"
"Can I get a hug for good luck?"
"Wasn't me saying 'good luck' enough for you"
I pouted and I think it worked because he changed his mind.
"I'm joking Lou. Come here" he gestured with his hands for me to come into his arms. I smiled and jumped into his arms.
"Good luck Lou" he whispered in my ear and reluctantly pulled away from our embrace.
I smiled brightly at him and ran off to the locker rooms.
Occasionally during the game, I would look at the bleachers and wave to him. I would smile when he waved back. Finally the game ended with our school winning. He and Niall went down to the pitch.
I think he was about to say something to me when he interrupted me by hugging him and spinning him around. After a few spins, I put him back down and kissed his cheek. I couldn't help it.
"I think you hugged him too tight mate. His face is all red now" Niall said to me.
"I'm sorry Haz, I guess I was just too happy"
"It's fine Lou, don't worry about it" he smiled at me. He is too adorable.
"Well the team wants to go out to a restaurant to celebrate today's win and I was wondering if you want to come along with us" I asked, nervous about his answer.
"Yeah, I'll come. Just need to tell Gemma" he said, confirming my thought from earlier.
"Didn't you get a ride from Niall?"
"I did but Gemma wanted to with us. She's waiting by the car right now"
"Alright. I'll see you there"
"Yeah"
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I arrived at the restaurant and walked inside. I waited a few minutes until they arrived. Once I saw them walk in, I ran towards Harry and jumped into his arms. He wrapped his arms around my body and reciprocated the hug. He made me feel so small.
We sat down at a booth with me and him on one side, Niall and Gemma on the other. "It's good to see you again Gemma" I smiled at her.
"The feeling's mutual" Gemma replied.
"I didn't know you guys knew each other" Niall said.
"Of course I know him Niall. I had to meet the guy my dear brother was constantly talking about."
"Alright Gemma, that's enough" he said, blushing slightly. Why would he be blushing.
"Always saying things like 'he has such beautiful blue eyes that I could easily get lost in.'"
"That's enough"
"'His smile is as bright as the sun. I want to see him smile more and he's so caring when it comes to his friends.'" I think I might be starting to blush too.
"Are you finished yet?" Harry asked, his face turning red now.
"'And his arse is just so ama-" she got cut off by the waiter.
"Are you guys ready to order?" He asked.
We all told him what we wanted and Harry looked surprised at how much food Niall ordered. Gemma ordered a bowl of spaghetti, Harry having the same meal. I ordered a meal that sounded good just reading it off the menu.
After a while, our food came. "What exactly did you order?" Harry asked.
"I ordered chicken stuffed with mozzarella, wrapped in Parma ham with a side of homemade mash and a bit of gravy"
"Sounds great"
"It is. Want some?"
"Yeah" I fed him some of my food like he was a baby but he didn't mind.
We ate our food and talked about random things. Finally, we walked outside the restaurant and Niall, Gemma and Harry were heading in the direction of Niall's car when I stopped him. "I can give you a ride home if you want" I suggested.
"I would love that" he looked over at Gemma for her approval I assumed. She just nodded in approval and walked away with Niall.
We walked to my car and he got inside the passenger seat. I started the car and drove him home. Once again I didn't drive away until I saw him walk inside the house.
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A/N: Of course I had to add the iconic meal into the chapter. It only made sense. Sorry for any mistakes in the chapter if there are any. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. <333
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