He has my heart. L.s.

7

LOUIS' P.O.V

After my Mum and I's talk a few days ago I've been doing some thinking. A lot actually. I decided that I wanted to see Harry, but of course I needed an excuse that's when it hit me. His phone. After we left the hospital Zayn dropped me off. Well turns out the lad dropped his phone, so Zayn is holding on to it and still has it. So I texted Zayn last night and told him to bring it to school and that I'd take it to him.

Now I wait. Leaned up against the wall a cigarette between my lips. Then the last person I wanted to see comes prancing up.

"Hey babe," she smiles.

"Hi," I smile a little. Boy is it fake.

"I hate it when we- What are you wearing?" She asks looking at my shoes. Really this?

"Vans?" I mumble as a question.

"What did I say about those?" She snaps.

I sigh. Not this again.

"So what you don't like them, I do."

"Well I mean. Fine. Whatever. I'm going to go find Sophia!" She says and walks off.

I roll my eyes. Zayn strides up Perrie and his hands hooked together. He brings their jointed hands to his mouth and kisses each of her knuckles. Then he whispers something to her making her giggle and blush.

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little bit jealous. Zayn walks up to with a big smile playing on his lips. He pulls out a phone from his back pocket.

"You're gonna get it to him?" Perrie asks.

"Yeah, I don't mind running up there," I shrug like it's no big deal, Perrie raises her eyebrow.

"Okay I'm off to find Sophia," Perrie says Zayn leans down a little so she can kiss his cheek.

"Love you baby," she says. "Bye Louis."

As soon as she is gone I smirk at Zayn. "Love you baby," I mock then add a gagging noise at the end.
Zayn shoves me a bit.

We continue talk, but honestly I'm not paying attention. As I said I've been doing some thinking.
Maybe, just maybe possibly, a huge maybe I'm Bi.
Maybe. Again I'm confused but I wanna know why Harry hates me so damn much. So now I just got to get out of this hell hole to get to the hospital. I stomp out my cigarette and head to homeroom. We pass Niall, he's talking to some girl. Then we see Liam. I walk up behind Liam each of us grabbing his shoulders.

"He's alive!!" I joke. Liam laughs.

"Yes I am alive. That bug was sure something. Have any of you spoke to Niall?" He asks.

"Nope," Zayn says popping the "p"

I shake my head no. "But I saw him back there talking to some chic. Why?" I ask.

"I was wanting to see if we could ride up together to see Harry," Liam says sticking his hands in his pockets.

"I'm going up there I can give you a ride," I blurt.
"To give him his phone. That's all," I mumble afterwards.

Liam nods then agrees. We are off to have fun in this hell hole.

***

That stupid memory keeps playing in my head as I drive up to the hospital. Liam in the passenger seat.
Then there's this weird feeling in my stomach and for some reason I'm nervous. I'm a nervous wreck.
Why am I so nervous.

Well, maybe it's because I do have a crush on Harry. Maybe it's because I hate hospitals. Maybe it's because last time I was here Harry was asleep. I don't know. It sucks because I don't have anyone to talk to, hell I'm not even positive Harry's Bi or Gay or Pan. Which I found out that pansexual does not mean you fuck pans. It means you don't care, the person could dress up as a girl when the person is a guy you would also date a person if they were transsexual. Harry I don't know what he is. I'm possibly bisexual which means I don't care girl or guy. Gay you like the same gender.