Summer Love - l.s.

Chapter 4

Harry had been anxiously waiting at the bridge for an hour. As kids, Harry and Louis used to sneak out of home and run to the bridge in the middle of the night just to talk about anything and nothing. Louis hadn't responded to his message, but he still went in the hopes that his childhood crush would come, as he would when they were younger.

Harry looked at the time. Louis was always known to be late so he stayed a lot longer than he should have. It was now 10.30pm and Harry had finally decided that Louis wouldn't show up. He felt a tear fall down his cheek, which he wiped away as he stood up to walk home. He walked away from the bridge with his head down. Maybe Gemma was wrong, and he doesn't need me Harry thought to himself as he walked.

"What do you want, Styles?" A slurred voice from behind Harry made him turn around quickly. It was Louis, and he was drunk. "What could you possibly want after all these years?"

Harry felt a tug at his heart when he heard the anger in Louis' voice.

"Lou I-" Harry started before he was abruptly cut off by the drunk boy.

"Don't call me that!" He yelled at Harry.

"Sorry. I'm sorry Louis." Harry began to cry. "I don't know what I did to make you hate me but I'm sorry."

He looked into Louis' eyes and saw a quick glimpse of regret at Harry's tears before his blue eyes darkened again. "What you did? You don't even know what you did?" Louis raised his slurring voice. "You left me, Harry. I was alone and you left me."

Harry was confused by what Louis was saying.

"You left me, Louis. You moved away from me. You went to a new school and got new friends and a girlfriend" Harry yelled back. "You stopped replying to me. I was on my own, Louis. Not you."

Louis was fuming at Harry's response. "Well, it wasn't my choice to move away now was it." He spat, tears now running down both boys' faces. They both stood in silence for a minute.

"Do you even know why we left?" Louis said quietly. "Why we left so quickly?"

"My mum said your stepdad got a new job." Harry replied. 'Gemma said that something happened between you guys and that's why your family moved back."

Harry noticed Louis become tense. "I shouldn't have come here." He said, turning away quickly, losing his balance slightly. Harry watched as the boy walked away quickly without saying goodbye.

As Harry walked home, he couldn't help but think about how angry Louis got at him. Harry thought Louis was moving on without him, so he stopped messaging. Louis wasn't responding anyway so he didn't realise Louis would care so much. The only way Harry could get over his childhood crush was by pretending he didn't exist anymore, which ended up being incredibly difficult. At the start of high school, Louis would post pictures on Instagram, hanging out with his new friends and his girlfriend. It hurt Harry too much to see Louis spending time with other people when he was back at home with no one to talk to. It was always Harry and Louis, so when Louis left, Harry was on his own.

He pulled out his phone and dialled Niall's number.

N: Haz, it's late, everything ok?

H: It's all a mess Niall.

N: What is? What happened?

H: There's this guy, we were best friends as kids and now he hates me.

N: I'm sure he doesn't hate you Haz.

H: He does Niall. Gemma said that he needs me, but I just saw him, and he yelled at me. He hates me.

N: Sounds like you have a crush on this guy.

H: Even if I did, it wouldn't matter. I hurt him without even realising it, so I'll never stand a chance.

N: Just send him a text and tell him you're sorry. It'll work out in the end Harry, it always does.

The phone call ended as Harry arrived back home. He quietly opened the door and snuck inside without waking his mum and sister. He went up to his bedroom and took off his clothes, only leaving his boxers on before hopping into bed. He decided not to text Louis to give him some space, instead he will reach out to him in the morning.

Harry hoped that Niall was right and everything will work out in the end.