November 5th.

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"Evan she is in love with you!" I yelled watching his eyes go wide. "Fuck! Just get a clue! Please." I clear my throat.

"Sorry. I'm sorry," I kiss him cheek. Darla walking up behind him. "Hi pretty girl. You alright?" She nods. "I lost Louis. He's pacing and stressing and he's gone."

I tried ringing him but I got no answer. Then Nina called. So I put her on speaker.

"Hi Nina!...
Oh, hi kiddies. Harry we're having that party thing tonight but I need colour and fun and you know, life. Could you run to party city for me and grab some stuff?...
Yeah of course-
can we come to your party?...
Of course my love. As long as you bring your girlfriend...
Okay!...
Is Louis coming?...
Louis is pacing right now but I'll ask later...
Lovely jubbly- Darly do you wanna help me set up? I can have you out of school early and you can help if you want...
Yes! Can I bring Evan?...
Always- okay I'll come get you now...
Okay bye...
Bye kiddies."

"She just said lovely jubbly." Evan giggles. "She hasn't said that since I was like five."

It made me miss her, she was about five minutes away and I missed her. "Oh, honey you're pouting." Darla squashed my cheeks.

"Louis!" I yelled. Waiting and waiting. "Louis?!" I yelled again knowing he'll answer.

"Yeah!?" He yells back. I look around finding him by the football pitch. "Come here!"

"Okay..!" He starts to make his way over. His hands stuffed inside the jumper. "How'd you do that? He would've killed me if I yelled."

"I'm just wonderful. Hey so I have to go buy some things for tonight's party. Did you wanna go with me?" Evan cackles. "Louis? Picking things that are fun? For a party?"

"Good luck with that one." Darla laughs. "Okay be quiet. I didn't ask either of you okay. I asked Louis."

"Louis how does it feel to be wan-" Evan cuts himself off laughing. "No I'm sorry. I can't that was mean. Nina!"

"Hi, oh i missed you guys." She drags us all in for a hug squashing her cheek into my arm. "Louis are you going with Harry then?" She asked. "I guess." Her smile widens. "Okay."

"Harry! Harry I have to talk to you!" Luna yells. "Hi. Okay.. I'll be one minute-" she drags me away towards the side of the school.

"Guess what. Guess what. Guess what! We kissed. Like actually kissed. She kissed me back. I liked it. I like her- I like her- oh my god! Harry! What do I do? I don't know what to do."

"Luna?!" Willow yells making Luna scream. "I don't know what to do." I couldn't help but laugh.

Throwing my arm over her shoulder walking out from around the corner. "She's all yours. She's a little jumpy so, tread lightly."

Looking over at Louis I watched him look away without a second passing.

"You okay?" Willow piles my cheek. "Yeah. I guess." She turns around looking over at Louis.

"He's a little damaged you know." She mumbled. "He's trying." I argued. "He deserves somebody like you though. Poor guy can't catch a break."

"He doesn't uh- like me. Like that." I said awkwardly. "Oh okay. Okay sure cause that's how you look at somebody you don't like."

"Whatever. I have to go now. Please keep me updated. Love ya." Kissing Lunas forehead and Willows cheek I make my way back over.

"What is happening there?" Nina asks. "Nothing, nothing uh- can we go now."

*an awkward drive and couple minutes later*

"Louis could you please try and put some fun things in your cart." He pouts. "The cups are pink." His eyes had a little light in them that almost made me fold completely.

"Fun things. We need hats and glitter and some sprinkles. Come on." He huffs. "Okay but you have green in your cart and gold. This is not a packers game."

We both looked at each other with that same look. "You're so immature." He says.

"You thought it. Come on grab some fun things." I carry on looking around. Grabbing the pink heart glasses from the shelf.

"Now these, these are the things that will bring it to life." Putting them on Louis I watched him slowly start to hate me more. "Really?"

"Oh yeah. You look absolutely darling." He snickers. "Why thank you."

"Okay come on. Glitter and shine okay? Okay." He huffs. Looking around with the glasses still on. "These are fun." He holds out purple plates with a little white heart in the middle.

"Oh my love you are just oblivious." Taking the plates I grab the ones from my cart. "Rude."

"Look at this, glitter? Fun. Purple? Purple. Yes?" I tap his nose with the plates. "I've never, been to a party or- had fun I guess. I'm like a party virgin."

The little girl trips over her mums shoe as she freezes. "What? Keep walking mother fucker."

She rushes off, he looked like he was about to swing.

Both of us stood in silence as we stare at each other waiting to laugh before ending up cackling like idiots.

"Okay I can't see in these- ooo, these are fun." He grabs little party hats with glittery strings on the end. "Yes. See there we go."

"Can we still get my pink cups?" There's that little puppy look in his eyes again. "Yeah."

"What about these? These have lots of potential." I sigh. "Pick it up cowboy. Put it on." He gasps. "No."

"Those are the rules. You pick it up you gotta test it. Let's see it." He groans. The cowboy hat and the heart shaped glasses really added character to his look. "Wow."

"Looks good right?"

"It looks great. Like a little boy with a dream and a penny."

"Oh that's what I'm going for. I feel as thought this will really boost my fan base."

"Oh absolutely it would. The cowboy hat makes your hair curl on your ears it's cute." I push the hat back watching his nose scrunch.

"If I remember correctly I remember you saying something like 'I don't put rings on me ed cause it makes me look fuckin weird'." He huffs. "Really not getting that accent down are we baby."

"Never in a million years will I ever either you know why?" He hums. "Why?"

"Because I refuse. It's nasty. Like a skin disease from the mouth."

"Hm. That's what you're going with then?"

"No I just panicked a little and skin disease of the mouth was my last thought

"Maybe think a little more."

"But where would I put all of my sparkles and stuff?"

"On your face."

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