More Than Friends

Chapter 1

Louis P.O.V.

I woke up groggily. I was so stupid for staying up until 2 a.m. I didn't want to move, but sadly I had too. I got out of bed and walked lazily to the shower. I locked the door in fear my sisters will walk in on me and then I stripped. I turned on the shower to the perfect temperature and I showered. I got out and dressed in a blue and white striped shirt, red skinny jeans, and blue Toms.

I walked downstairs and made myself cereal. My sisters, Fizzy, Lottie, Pheobe and Daisy, ran down the stairs playing a very disoriented looking game of what seems to be tag. I watched them giggling and tapping each other, not seeming to notice me. I got up and washed my bowl. The sound of the faucet made the girls silence and peer over at me.

"Good morning, Lou," Lottie said as she walked into the kitchen and made herself a bowl of cereal.

"Good morning, Louis," Fizzy said cheerily.

"Morning, Louis," Pheobe said before looking at Lottie patiently, waiting for food.

"Hello, Louis," Daisy mumbled as she made herself a glass of orange juice.

"Good morning, ladies. Where's mom?" I asked.

"She went out shopping..." Lottie looked at me with a slight smirk.

"You..." Daisy started.

"Are..." Pheobe continued.

"Watching us!" Fizzy finished while giving me the most devilish look ever.

"Oh lord."

"Now Loueh," Pheobe leaned across the table,"make me food."

"I can make a mean cereal," I joked.

Pheobe pouts. "Cereal's to bland."

"You obviously haven't tried my cereal."

"FINE! Cereal it is!"

I made Pheobe cereal and she ate it. I looked at the clock and decided to fake an appointment to go somewhere.

"Oh no! I need to go somewhere right now. Lottie can you watch the girls?" I lied.

Lottie looked at me skeptically and sighed. "Sure.."

"Thanks," I rushed out the door and walked down the street.

I wasn't paying attention when I rounded a corner. I walked right into someone and we both stumbled apart. "Im so sorry, sir," I heard a deep, male voice say.

"No. I wasn't paying attention. I'm so..." I finally looked at the kind stranger and my breath caught in my throat. This man was gorgeous. He had curly hair that was fashioned perfectly for him and amazing emerald green eyes. I am noting now that I am in fact gay. I'm not openly gay, but it's not really a secret either. I quickly looked away from the man before I was accused of staring and cleared my throat. "Sorry."

Harrys P.O.V.

"It's fine", I smiled at him.

"Im Louis", He introduced himself.

"Harry", I responded.

I walked away wondering what the crap just happened. It was almost like I thought he was cute or something.

I tried to go about my day, trying to forget him. That was impossible. He kept creeping into my mind. No matter what I thought of, he was back in my mind.

I walked over to Starbucks. I ordered my drink and waited. Once I was called for my order, I grabbed my drink and headed out the door. As I turned the corner, I ran right into someone, dumping my drink all over them.

"Are we always gonna meet like this?" a familiar voice said with a chuckle.

"I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed.

".No worries," Louis said. "Can I buy you another drink? Since yours is... Uh-" he looked at his shirt, then back at me with his adorable smile. Wait.... Adorable? I am straight.

"You don't have too..." I said.

"I insist!" Louis said with that smile.

'Get him outta your head, Harold!' I thought. I replied aloud, "Fine you win!"

"Yes!" Louis said.

Then we walked to Starbucks and he bought me a drink. Was... Was I falling for him? That's impossible... I am not gay!