I love him (L.S.)

Chapter 6

Louis

Its been a week.

I miss Harry. Every time Zayn invited him to hang out, he came up with excuses. He didn't even answer my call when Z asked me to invite him to the movies with us and Liam.

In this time I had come to a realisation that I had a crush on Harry. That is wrong in so many levels. Zayn will be so mad if he knows. Or worse, Miss Styles would bury me alive if I tried making a move on him.

Urgh!! Why out of everyone in my life, Harry? Why couldn't life be easier for once?

Fuck this.

Someone cleared their throat, bringing me out of my thoughts. "Are you back from your dreamland Mr Tomlinson?" I looked up to see Miss Styles standing in front of my desk. "School ended 5 minutes ago." She said walking back to her desk at the front of the class.

"I'm sorry.." I mumbled as I packed my things into my book bag. The door opened. In came the person I've been yearning to see for the past few days. He didn't notice me. He walked straight up to my teacher and brought her into a tight hug. I shifted in my spot uncomfortably as he placed a kiss on her head. He mumbled something in her ear before pulling away from her a little to look at her face.

Miss styles coughed before stepping away from Harry and... rubbing her eyes? She turned to look at me. With furrowed eyebrows, Harry copies her action. His eyes widen as they met mine. I hold my breath as I willed myself not to cry. I would never have a chance with Harry. I was just a kid in his eyes.

I quickly picked up my bag, said good bye to my teacher and rushed out. I ran out of school to see Zayn waiting for me in his car. I caught my breath before getting in. "What happed Lou?" He asked worry clearly displayed on his face.

"I zoned out in class and didn't see that class ended." Zayn chuckled at my explanation before starting the car to head home. I was laughing the whole way back home as Zayn told me about how a man came up to Zayn claiming "You are my lost son".

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"Z!! I'm heading out! I need to go buy a few things!" I yelled to Zayn, who was watching TV, as I walked to the front door.

He looked at me over the couch. "You getting drugs?"

I gave him an offended look. "Geez of course I'm not getting drugs. I kinda need new clothes..." I said looking down at the floor embarrassed, towards the end of my sentence.

Zayn walked over and placed his hand on my shoulder, bending down to look at my face since my head was still tilted down. "Hey... What happened Lou bear? You know you dont need to be embarrassed with me" He said softly.

I sighed, twiddling with my fingers. "I can't fit into my jeans" I mumbled, my voice barely audible. Zayn gave me a small smile before saying we could go shopping together. "NO!" I quickly protested. He was taken aback.

"Lou. Are you lying to me? You're going to buy drugs aren't you?" He asked giving me a stern look.

I scoffed, "It isn't a lie. My jeans are actually too tight but erm... There's something else...."

"Holy Fuck! Are you pregnant? Louis seriously, what have I said about using protection? We can't afford to take care of a baby right now Lou! You yourself are a baby. You're going to have a baby? No way in hell. That's like-"

"ZAYN!" I interrupted his rambling. "I'm your brother, not sister. I can't get pregnant."

Zayn let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god... I forgot" I rolled my eyes. " So... What else do you need?" He asked softly, understanding I'm not really comfortable with the topic.

"I just wanted to get some clothes..." My cheeks started to get all pink. Zayn gave me a confused look. "Erm... Feminine clothes?" I said, not sure exactly what word to use. Realisation filled Zayn's face.

"Babes, you don't have to be embarrassed about that. You know you can tell me anything and I'll still support you." I looked up at him with tears filling my eyes. I don't know what I did to get such an understanding brother. He never judged me for anything.

I hugged him, placing a kiss on his shoulder. "I love you."

"I love you too. Now that we've got that out, do you want me to come along?" I blushed again, shaking my head. Zayn chucked before pulling out his wallet. He handed me his card.

"No Z it's okay. I ha-" He gave me a stern look, making me shut up. I took it from him, saying thanks. He ruffled my hair asking me to be home before 7. I rolled my eyes and left the house.

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I hesitantly stood outside the shop. What if people judge me? who cares.

My 2 personalities drive me crazy sometimes. Part of me doesn't give a damn about what people think. At the same time, I take it to heart if people call me names and shit. I'm a mess. I know, thank you.

After convincing myself that everything would be fine, I stepped into the store. There were so many sections. Shirts, T shirts, Skirts, Pants, Shorts, Dresses....Bra and panties. My cheeks tinted pink once again. I moved towards the Skirt section. Touching the fabric of a purple skirt, a smile made its way to my face. I took it into my hand to try on later.

Leaving that section, I had 4 skirts in my hands. I went to look at the crop tops they had. I was looking at a cute cropped hoodie when I suddenly felt the urge to look up. When I did, I saw Harry.

Harry Styles...looking at dresses?

I quickly shook my head. That's none of your business loueh. I continued looking at the different clothing before heading to the trial room.

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Satisfied with the 2 skirts, 3 crop tops, a sweater, a hoodie, 3 shorts and.... A pair of panties (I just wanted to try it okay), I walked up to the counter. You may be judging me, but no, I am NOT taking advantage of the fact that my brother gave me his debit card. I had a gift card to use. I have no idea when and how I got it but I had it. I looked up when I joined the queue just to see Harry paying for a gorgeous pink dress.

Jealousy bubbled in me. I looked at my phone as I waited for my turn. That was until I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked up to find a pair of mesmerising green eyes staring at me.

"What are you doing here Lou?"

Lou

LOU

L. O. U.

He had never called me that before. Hearing the nickname in his voice makes my heart melt. No louis. Bad louis. stop. I cleared my throat, realising I hadn't answered.

"Just.. you know.. Shopping?" I have no idea why that came out as a question. I just wanted to turn around and run.

"Oh..." He dragged as he looked down at the basket in my hand. I thank the gods above, the panties was not visible. That would have been so embarrassing. He cleared his throat before speaking again. "For a girlfriend?" He asked, his voice had a hint of.... what was it? Jealousy?

what. No, of course not.

Before I got the chance to become a stuttering mess, the person at the counter called out to me. I rushed to her. I could feel Harry's presence near me. Why doesn't he want to leave.

As I got my bags from the cashier and headed towards the exit, Harry caught up with me. "So erm... You have a girlfriend?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

"No." I said trying to keep my face clear of expressions. "My cousin is coming over. I had a gift card. So, I thought might as well buy her some things." I mentally praised myself for coming up with that. "So, who is that dress for?" I couldn't control the jealously that was clearly portrayed in my voice.

"For Gemma. Her birthday is this weekend." He said with a fond smile.

"Gemma?" I questioned, raising my eyebrow.

"Your teacher" What else did I expect. I rolled my eyes, which thankfully Harry didn't notice. " Do you want to grab a drink? Coffee maybe? I'll pay." He asked. Who would turn down their crush. I nodded, smiling.

Coffee with Harry. Damn.