Liam's POV-
Harry quickly slams the door and I rise up from my seat in a hurry to see who it was.
"Who was at the door Harry?" I ask as my eyes dart to the envelope in his hand. He looks up at me shyly like usual and hands me the unopened envelope while he begins to speak.
"Well no one was at the door. It was just a letter." He mumbles as my eyes scan around the front of it.
To: My Angel.
I cock my head and scrunch my eyebrows at the familiar handwriting and look over to awkward little Harry who is completely oblivious to what is happening.
"So did your lover give this to you?" I tease as I shimmy my upper arms and nudge my shoulder into his hip. His face darkens at the mention of Louis and he covers his face like a kitten.
"No. Some random guy from our school keeps on texting me and I think he finally wrote me a letter." He silently states turning away as his face burn up into flames.
I hand him the letter and he blushes even harder as he rereads the text on the envelope. He presses his fingers against the lettering and lets out a huge breath of air as if he is at a loss for words.
He abruptly rips open the envelope and takes out the small sheet of notebook paper inside. Harry dashes to the couch and places himself down while his eyes never leave the paper. The color of his face has turned a dark maroon color and he can't stop smiling at the page.
I turned my heels and gave him some privacy. I steadily walked towards the windows in the front of the living room while Harry is seated in the back and I admire the sun setting in front of me. Oranges, purples and yellows come together in the sky to signal the day's end.
I am stood near the right window watching the sun set for a few seconds but then a see the bushes move. Must be a stupid squirrel. My head immediately explains. I go back to watch my surroundings and then the bushes move again and I see a blue glow though some of the leaves.
Shocked and puzzled, I am taken back. My feet move before my brain does and I am out the door only seconds after the incident. My curiosity got the best of me. Oops.
"Is anyone out here?" I nervously ask in a somewhat manly and brave tone yet I'm am pissing myself on the inside.
The bushes are still, almost motionless. I close the door behind me and move over to the right so I can get a better look at the shrubs. I make out a huge figure seated in the bush and when I lean in close I discover that it's a person.
"You know I can see you. Who are you and why are you here?" I growl at the figure huddled in the bush. Only seconds after the words fly off my lips, the person bolts as fast as he possibly could away from Harry's residence.
My feet sprung after the running boy and I chase him down two blocks until I side tackle him onto the pavement. He whimpers and I flip him around.
"LOUIS! What where you doing in Harry's yard?" I shriek as I am taken back from Louis' presence.
Every emotion is mixed on his features and he is shaking uncontrollably as I am pinning him against the concrete. He is silent and I tighten my grip on his inked arms.
"I swear to god Louis if you don't answer me I will fucking tear your head off. Why. Where. You. In. Harry's. Yard?" I scream in his face as the protective side of me comes out on Louis. Harry is too innocent to notice good and bad and I'm here to protect him from the bad.
"I-I... A-are you dating H-Harry?" Louis stutters catching his breath and I let go of my grip.
"What the hell are you talking about? Why did you ask that? No. I'm straight. I'm not dating Harry." I confirm and Louis lets out a sigh of relief? Is he gay?
"Why did you ask?" I smirk as his face reddens and he tries to cough to cover it up.
"No reason. I- was just- and uhh-" he trips over his words and I interrupt what he is trying to say.
"I might be new here but I'm not stupid Louis. I know you like Harry and I know Harry likes you. I have no clue if you have history or something but he is head over heels for you. An you must be that unknown person texting him." I put together the pieces and Louis silently gets up off the floor and nods, surprised that I figured it out.
"Don't act surprised Louis. You're not 'Mr. Subtle'. You called him angel on the way to the cafeteria once and he literally melted." I giggle remembering how chill Harry tried to act but I knew he was freaking out on the inside.
"He... He really does like me?" Louis' eyes grew wide and he hugs himself snuggling his neck into his shoulders.
"You have to see for yourself," I pause as Louis smiled to himself. I look at what he's wearing an what he looks like. His body is covered in ink and he looks like a complete douchebag which frightens me for Harry. I pin him down again and tighten my grip very hard.
"You better not hurt him Louis. You hear me? He's my best friend and he is so fragile. Louis if you hurt him I swear to god I will put my fist down your throat take out your spine and strangle you with it. You better hold him tight and protect him. He really likes you and I have never seen him hurt before and I'm not planning on it."
He nods very quickly in shock from what has just come out of my mouth. He stares me deep in the eyes and his mouth opens up.
"Liam. You have no fucking idea how much he means to me. I fall so hard for him everyday. I will never let him go. I will keep him next to me and kiss him and love him until he is sick and tired of me but I will never stop loving him. He is the light of my life and without him I would have died. I have had depression after he left our old school and I want him to know that I won't ever hurt him. Liam, you have nothing to worry about."
He preaches and I fanboy a bit inside about how adorable this couple would be. He seems to love Harry so much and I approve of him. But I will keep an eye on him.
"Okay Louis. I believe you and I approve but if you try anything funny or harm him I will stab you." I seriously state and his eyes widen. I release him and instead of leaving he asks me a question.
"Did Harry like the letter?" He asks as he kicks the gravel underneath him.
"I chased after you before I got to see what he said but he couldn't stop grinning and blushing at the page." I admit and Louis squeaks in a girly way and he huffs out a few words.
"He's so cute."
Louis huffs and I couldn't help to laugh at how in love he looks when I talk about Harry.
Suddenly, there is a ding in his pocket and he grabs his phone out of his pocket to read the text.
"HE SAID YES!!" Louis joyfully rejoices and began to dance in the street.
"Yes to what!?" I ask as my eyebrows scrunch and Louis jumps up and hugs me.
"He said he's going to meet me and I can kiss him and hold him and love him because he's my angel Liam. He is my Angel."
