I love him (L.S.)

Chapter 2

Louis

"I'LL GET IT!" I screamed while running to the door, excited for my brother to be back home. I opened the door and flung myself at him. I cuddled my face into his chest and inhaled deeply as a sense of comfort washed over me.

wait...

Zayn isn't that tall.

I could usually be on my toes to hide my face in his neck.

I quickly jumped away when the vanilla scent on this person helped me confirm that this indeed wasn't my brother. I looked up to be met with an unfamiliar pair of green eyes.

"Oops..." I said in a hushed voice. I was really embarrassed. I just hugged a stranger. A STRANGER!!

"Hi..." That voice. Damn that was hot.

Wait.

No. No no no. I don't even know who this guy is.

I can get to know him though.

No Louis just shut up.

"Lou what happe- Oh hey Harry!" Liam seemed to have already known this hot dude.

"Hi Li. Zayn invited me over. Is he not home yet?" So this hot dude is Zayn's friend. Why have I never seen him before. I've heard of a Harry before though. Zayn mentions him a lot. They met in Uni before Z dropped out.

I was rudely interrupted from my admiration of the brown curly hair by the voice of my dear brother. "Hey Harry! Why are you still outside? Come on lets go in." we were all walking into the living room when I pulled Zayn away.

"Z, who is that?" I said even though I knew it was the same Harry he talks about.

"That's Harry Styles. The guy from my Uni, remember?" I nodded my head and walked back to the rest with Zayn following behind. I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water once Zayn started handing out the take out to everyone. When I walked back the only seat left was between Zayn and Harry.

You would think I would take this as a perfect chance and sit next to Harry. But I am not really a physical touch person. I don't like to touch or be touched by anyone I'm not close to. No matter how handsome Harry is, I dont know him. I already feel uncomfortable that I hugged him.

So, I went near the couch and signalled for Zayn to scoot over. He quickly moved, sending me an apologetic look. I cuddled into Zayn's side as I stared eating. Everyone started having a conversation. Liam tried to keep me involved but I kept my answers short. He understood. All I wanted was to be in the presence of my brother.

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Everyone was done eating when Liam got a phone call. After hanging up he turned to Zayn and said they have to leave for some work stuff. As I said Zayn has 3 jobs. A Barista and the cafe nearby. A Bartender at a club that I don't know the location of. And lastly, A model. Yes, a model because my brother is smoking hot. A Greek god. So anyways, Zayn and Liam are models for this one fashion company and now duty calls.

"Harry could you please stay till I'm back? I don't feel comfortable with leaving louis alone." Zayn said as he was rushing around to get the things he needs.

"I'm not a baby Z. I'm 16! And I'm alone at home almost everyday, why is it a big deal now?" I whined, not wanting to be treated like a child in front of Harry.

"Babes it's still raining and I know how scared you can get when theres thunders. I'm not taking the risk ok? So please stop arguing." He said in a hushed voice after pulling me to the side. It's nice that he kept the conversation private instead of just saying that in front of Harry.

I nodded before leaning in to rest my forehead on his arm. "Wasn't arguing..." I whispered.

"I know Babes" With a kiss to my head and a promise that he'll be back soon, Zayn and Liam left me alone in the company of Harry.

We sat is silence for a while before he decided to break it. "Hi, I'm Harry. We didn't get to properly introduce ourselves."

"I'm Louis" I wasn't trying to be rude but I didn't know what else to say. Thankfully Harry understood that and continued the conversation. We talked about school and some other things. I got to know that Harry works at the toy store near my school. By the looks of him, I would not have expected that.

Mafia? Yes.

Toy Store? No.

The conversation was taking a turn towards Harry telling me jokes when the door bell rang. That was when I realised It's been 2 hours and Zayn is back. Harry left saying he has an early morning shift tomorrow. Soon after, I went to bed while Zayn started cleaning the house a little because he claimed he wasn't sleepy.

I dont know why but a certain curly haired man appeared in my dreams.