Two Ghosts

Chapter 4

Note: This chapter of the book will be in Louis' pov, sorry for the inconvenience but the book will continue to switch between 3rd person, Louis' pov, and Harry's pov. Thank you for being flexible.

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Louis POV:

"What the hell were you doing?" Gemma said with what looked like anger in her eyes.
"I was just hanging out with Harry, he's a pretty cool lad you know"
"Don't fuck with me, Harry doesn't hang out with anyone, so don't try to make a fucking joke with me, he's autistic for fucks sake." Upon hearing that everything kinda fell into place, him being uncomfortable when people touch him or make loud noises, the bouncing around the room, the meltdowns. Everything makes so much sense now.
"Gemma I'm not fuckin with you I promise, I was looking at the posters on the door and accidentally walked in. He showed me a few of his records thats it" I said trying to prove to her that I'm telling the truth. She looked at me with so much sorrow, and just disbelief. She ran a hand across her face with a sigh, then finally looked up at me
"I'm sorry for jumping on you like that, it's just been so long since Harry has had any friends besides me and his mom. I'm just protective over him you know, he's just fragile is all" she said sounding exhausted. Caring for the lad must have taken a toll on her.
"It's totally alright, I understand completely about being protective over your siblings, I'm the same way with Daisy."
She nodded with a hand still on her face.
"Come here you seem like you need a cuddle" I said while wrapping my arms around her.
"Thank you Louis, I'm sorry"
"Stop apologizing" I said while rubbing her back. the poor girl is just protective over her brother. It was quite cute really.
"You know, I wouldn't mind hanging out with him again."
"I don't want you to just out of pity, he doesn't deserve that." The fact that she thought that I would hang out with him out of pity honestly hurt, but I get where she's coming from. Daisy had a pretty hard time making friends because of how shy she was. I wouldn't want someone pretending to be her friend just because they felt bad. Because we all know how that works out.
"Gemma I promise, I genuinely think he is a cool guy, and I would like to get to know him more, if thats alright with you" I said. She paused for what seems like to think.
"Ugh fine, but if you hurt him I swear to god I will cut your balls off" she said her whole expression changing into something quite scary.
"I promise."

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    I couldn't focus at all during maths today, Zayn kept trying to ask what was wrong and if I was ok. Bless him, honestly I do not deserve someone so caring like Zayn. But the real reason wasn't because I had fallen back into a depression hole, which happens quite often. But because of how excited I was to see Harry in art today.
"I'm fine I swear" I said holding out my pinky. Throughout our friendship me and Zayn have told each other everything. We had quite tough childhoods growing up, so when one of us didn't want to tell the other something we would make sure to lock pinkies to insure that the secret would never get out and that we were telling the truth. Some might say its cheesy, but thats just us. He took my pinky locking it with his and that was that.

    After what seemed like ages it was time for us to go to art class. I honestly felt like skipping, I was so excited. I couldn't figure out why. It's like I didn't need to know the boy to care about him. When I walked into the classroom I saw Harry sitting at his desk with his nose in his book, like always. It was quite adorable really. I walked up to his desk and knelt down so that I could be eye level with him.
"Hey Harry" I whispered as to not startle him.
"Hi" he said quickly looking at me, then back at his notebook.
"What are you drawing now?"
"My cat Dusty, she's a domestic shorthair that we rescued from New Mexico, from a hoarding situation" even though the way he said it was extremely monotone, it sounded like he was genuinely interested in what we were talking about.
"Oh you have a cat that is so cool, I wish I had a pet but my parents would never let me" I said truthfully. It really was a shame I love all dogs and cats but even though my mom also wanted one, my dad would always say the last thing he needs in his miserable life was something else he had to take care of. Which was complete bullshit. I can't even remember the last time he tried to provide for this family or show any of us that he cared. All he does is sleep in his chair. Well not really sleep, more like he just drinks til he passes out.
"Hey Harry is it ok if I come over after school?"
"Why" the boy said, genuinely confused as to why anyone would want to hang out with him.
"I just want to get to know you better and maybe we could be friends."
"friends" he said while looking up at me in confusion and almost disbelief.
"Ya friends"
"Ya ok ya friends ya that sounds good, see you later." With that he got right up out of his seat and left class. The class hadn't even started yet but the boy seemed like he was on a mission. I'm not quite sure what it was but hopefully I find out when I come over later. As I was getting up from kneeling down Zayn comes up to me, looking from the door back to me.
"What were you doing?" He said.
"Oh I was just talking to Harry."
"Why" he said with a sort of disgust in his voice.
"I met him when I was at Daisy's tutors hours, he's her little brother."
"Oh...ok" he said with a confused look on his face. With that he turned around and walked back to his desk. For the rest of class Zayn was acting weird. I mean if he really had that much of a problem with me hanging out with Harry he should just tell me, right. I have no idea why he would though. He said he had never even knew of Harry besides that he was in our class. Whatever sometimes I think that Zayn gets way too in his feelings and just needs to grow up a bit.

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"Hey Lou Lou, where are you going" Daisy said as I was packing some stuff in my back pack.
"Oh I'm just going over to Harry's house" I said trying to sound nonchalant. I was trying to pack some drawing stuff so that if Harry wanted to we could draw together. I'm not sure if he'll want to but its worth a shot.
"Like Gemma's brother, why"
"Just to hang out" I shrugged.
"Ooh Lou Lou's got a crush" with that Daisy ran out of my room. Ugh the little shit. I do not have a crush I only just met the guy. Whatever if I don't leave now than Harry might think that I am never coming since its already 7.

    When I got to Harry's house I suddenly felt nervous, what if he didn't want to hang out with me and felt like I was just forcing him too. Now I felt bad I never meant for it to be like that. Ugh I got to get out of my head and stop overthinking things, we will have fun I'm sure. As I walked up to the door it opened before I could even knock. It was Harry with a big smile on his face. It was honestly one of the cutest things I have ever seen.
"Hey Louis" he said beginning to walk up the stairs to his room.
"Hey Harry, do you want to draw with me? Maybe you could give me some tips" I said hoping that the boy would want to do that.
"Yes, yes, I got stuff come here" he said pulling me to his room. His enthusiasm reminded me of how I used to be when my friends would come over. I had changed a lot over the years, lets just say that. When I got into Harry's room he pulled me to sit on his bed with me, he already had a bunch of drawing supplies laid out. As I got the supplies out of my backpack Harry's face had a grimace on it.
"What's wrong" I said out of pure concern.
"Those are terrible quality, here use mine" he said shoving his supplies into my lap. It was quite funny really, like I knew he wanted me to use them, but I expected him to maybe set them in front of me not shovel them into my lap. I let out a quiet chuckle
"Thanks Harry, your so silly"
"Silly why, I'm not trying to be silly, what is so silly, I don't understand" he said cocking his head to the side.
"You just are babes" I said while reaching my hand up to ruffle his curls, which resulted in him cowering away from me. He suddenly began what seemed like hyperventilating. I felt terrible I forgot all about the no touching and how much he didn't like it.
"Oh Harry I'm so sorry, Let's take a few deep breaths, can you do that for me babes" I said thinking he might have another meltdown.
"Come on baby you got it in and out, here do it with me" I said beginning to take deep breaths. It was then that harry lifted his head and stared into my eyes. His emerald green eyes were enough to take the breath out of anyone, but I had to continue breathing to help him calm down.
"Thats it, your doing so good" I said realizing that the distress in Harry's face was finally gone. After a while he stopped breathing and looked down with a sigh. It seemed like that took a lot out of the boy. It was sad witnessing something so small as a touch could send the boy in a panic. After another long sigh he spoke
"Thank you Lou Lou" he whispered.
"Your welcome babes" I said feeling a warmth radiating in my cheeks.