Harry's POV:
"No, no Louis." I took the guitar away from the struggling Louis. "C minor is the third fret. Watch" My fingers slipped down the guitar, the soft hum of the strings steady. "And A minor is this," I played the note. Louis watched, full interest. "Can I try again?" He asked sheepishly. I handed the bass guitar over to him. He tried to do the notes I did, but failed. Determined, he tried once more. "Harry! I got it! I got it!" He cheered with glee. "Well...sorta, but yay! Try again." I encouraged him. Seeing him happy made me smile. He's so cute, like a little kid.
Pretty soon, Louis was playing full chords; even playing with some chords from songs. He eventually got to play a full guitar solo from one song.
Louis' POV:
"I feel like a rock star!" I yelled as I plucked at the guitar. "I actually feel cool and like a somebody for once." Harry slid closer to me. "What do you mean? You're totally cool and a somebody before the guitar." I laughed, "Yeah, you're supposed to say that to spare your boyfriend's feelings." Harry shook his head, "No, boyfriend or not you're a really cool somebody." He smiled. "Thanks, but now I feel like I have somewhat of a talent, just enough to impress people." I said. "People who would really like you and care for you are already here, you don't need to impress your real friends because you have already by being the sweetest, loveable, funny, caring, and smartest Louis William Tomlinson that you are." Harry pulled me into a hug. "Thanks Harry, I love you." He kissed the top of my head, "I love you, too."
A knock startled us. "I hate to interrupt but lunch is ready..." Anne opened the door and said. Harry was already walking down the stairs, heading for the kitchen when Anne stopped me. "Louis, do you realize how cute you two are?" She asked with a huge, pleased smile. I laughed and smiled, "Thanks. It's the size difference isn't it? How tall he is and how short I am." Anne laughed, "Well sorta, it's just how perfect you two look, how perfect you two are sized. It's just too adorable for words. Alright I'l stop talking so you can eat some lunch." Anne stepped out of my way and walked down the stairs. I did the same.
Harry's POV:
After eating lunch Louis and I headed out the door to go walking around town.
"Hi! You're Harry right? So glad to meet you, I'm Vanessa." One girl approached me. "Hi Vanessa, uh how do you exactly know me?" I asked, quite scared. I have never seen this girl before in my life. "My cousin, you know her. Tracy." She said. "Oh, well hey!" I said. "Nice meeting you. We should hook up sometime. See a movie maybe. Later!" Vanessa left. "Anyway..." I said, redeeming the pace.
It wasn't for another twenty minutes that another girl comes up and says hi to me. "Hi! What's your name? You're really hot. I am Shain." I have to admit, she was cute, but obviously wasn't my type. "Well thank you Shain. I'm Harry by the way." I guess Louis got kinda jealous because, "And I'm Louis. Harry's Louis." He smirked to the girl. "Hi Louis!" She smiled. "Well it was very nice to meet you both. Harry, here's my number." She wrote down her number on my hand. "Bye!" Just like Vanessa, she was gone. "What's happening?" I asked.
Eventually, nearly that same process happened over and over again. At least five more times.
"Harry, do you understand now? I'm a nobody. Nobody wants to hang out with me, or want to date me, or even give me their number. Do you realize how jealous I am of you and how lucky you are. You get to be this bad ass, don't give a fuck, hot guy. And there's me..the nerdy, loser, lonely boy." Louis cried. "Lo-" Louis cut me off, "Don't even bother. I guess you should go call up those girls and go catch movies with them. I'll see you later."
Louis' POV:
I walked all the way home. Not realizing I had left my car at Harry's. He texted me saying You kinda..left your car here. I replied with I kinda..know. After that I turned my phone off.
You'd say I may be overdramatic, but I have always been the loser kid at school. I've never been invited to one of those crazy cool high school parties, nor have I ever had a first kiss and I think that tells you I haven't had a girlfriend either. So when he gets all the attention when he's with me, I feel sad and jealous.
I opened up the front door and stormed right in. "No one talk to me. I'm very upset." I said as I went up into my room. My mom didn't care. All she said was, "That's nice, dear." as she was reading her book.
Turning my stereo all the way up, I closed my door. A few minutes later my mom was at my door. "Turn that stuff down. I'm trying to read in peace!" I turned it down a little and opened the door. "Okay, it's down. Now bye." And I closed the door. I didn't care if she was still standing there.
Harry's POV:
I walked into my house and ran up the stairs. "Hi Harry!" My mom greeted. I ignored her and continued my journey up to my room. Slamming the door, I fell stomach first on my bed. There was a knock. "Harry?" Another knock followed. "Are you okay? Please open the door." I sighed heavily and got up to open the door. "Harry, what's wrong?" My mom asked. "It's nothing. I'm fine." I said shaking it off. "Well..you do know you have your graduation today. Right?" She asked. Oh fuck. "Shit. I forgot." I said, face palming. "Might as well get ready then. To text or not to text Louis..." I said to myself. My mom cocked her head to one side. "Is everything alright between you two?" I shook my head, "I don't know honestly."
Louis' POV:
"Louis!" My mom called up the stairs. "Today's your graduation! Get ready!" I stopped pacing and started gazing at all my wardrobe in my closet. "What to wear, what to wear.." I whispered to myself. I figured out what to wear; my school's colors are blue and white. I decided to wear my blue suit and white dress shirt underneath. Yes, it's just a graduation, not really a suit required event, but I feel like being all fancy like.
