Flower Crowns

15.

Louis' P.O.V

"That's the full story? Anything to add on?"

"Yes." Harry sniffled.

"Okay. Parents were called, so they should be here shortly, except for you Harry. Your guardian, Zayn Malik should be coming for you. We'll be talking to them about therapy sessions and things like that. To talk about feelings and such." The officer explained. We both nodded walking away from the scene.

"I need air." Harry mumbled waking out the building. I followed him outside and he was sitting with his face in his knees. No. Nope. This wasn't going to happen. He's not just going to be sad. I sneaked up behind him and picked him up from under his legs and cradled his back. He let out a surprised squeak while looking at me like I had two heads.

"Lou! What are you doing?" He asked wiping his nose with his sleeve.

"We need to get out of here." I said walking to my car. I opened the door and say him the passenger seat, closing the door.

"What?" He chuckled tearily. I buckled up and started up the ignition.

"It'll be fun. I promise." I said pulling out the parking lot.

"Okay." He said smiling timidly.

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"A lake?" He asked getting out the car.

"Look around." I said and he gasped.

"The flowers! They're so pretty." He gushed sitting on the ground.

"I thought that maybe you could teach me how to make a flowers crowns." I shrugged sitting next to him.

"Okay, so first you-" and he began explaining how you knot the flowers and connect them. I tried doing with a couple of flowers, but I was failing miserably. I saw Harry trying to hold back a laugh out the corner of my eye.

"What are you giggling about?"

"Nothing." He smiled looking back at his flower crown. After about 5 more minutes I wasn't getting anywhere and he was already on the second one.

"I give up." I said in frustration.

"You're horrible at this." He agreed giggling. He placed one he just finished on my head. It has light pink flowers and it was cute.

"It looks nice on you." He said and I thanked him.

"Want to go swimming?"

"It's too cold."

"No it's not. Don't be a wimp."

"I'm not a wimp!"

"Then let's go."

"Just because I don't wanna swim doesn't mean, I'm a wimp." He pouted crossing his arms over his chest. And just to prove my point, some bugs decide to fly around us.

"Bug! Bug!" He squealed jumping on me. It was only a couple of fireflies.

"Yep, I'm sure, wimp. We're going swimming." I said picking him and slinging him over my back.

"Louis, don't you dare! I swear--" he yelled thrashing around, but it was too late. I threw him in the cold lake with water and he shrieked. The only thing was he never came back up. No bubbles or anything. Could he swim?

"Harry?" I asked worriedly. I'm such an idiot. What if he didn't want to go in cause he couldn't swim! I quickly jumped in the icy water. I swam around  the silent lake trying to feel for him. A limb or something! Tears welled up in my eyes, how could I have been so stupid!

"Gotcha!" I heard him exclaim.

"Are you crying?" He asked softly.

"No. You just worried me." I scoffed wiping a stray tear.

"Sorry, but you deserved it. The water's cold!" He whined hugging me and I laughed.

"I know."

"Meanie." He mumbled swatting my arm.

"Cutie." I teased. More like beauty. The moonlight was reflecting off his pink cheeks and eyes. He looked back at me with those giant doe green eyes and smiles innocently. Hearts were racing, stomachs were fluttering and all rules were thrown out the window as I kissed him softly. I grabbed his face pulling him closer. I know, cue the cliche, but, it was weird, I never felt like that kissing anybody. It was silent except for the smacking of lips and the fireflies flickering. I could tell he was inexperienced, but it was even more special, with the teeth clanking a bit. I held his waist tight, trying to make this moment last forever. Because I knew I'd end up regretting this the next day, but I didn't want to. His arms were wrapped around my neck, like he was holding on too. I was fucking falling for this boy, but I was to blind and stupid to see it. Sadly, we were out of breath and I had to pull back. Like I was brought back to reality. I just stared at him and he stared at me, neither of us knowing what to say.

"S-Should we go?" Harry asked quietly with dark pink lips.

"Yeah. I have to get you home." I said taking his hand leading him out the lake. I grabbed the flower crowns off the ground and we walked over to my car. As, we drove home it was silent except for the radio. I could feel him staring at me the whole time. He was probably wondering if I regret it. Do I? No, not at all. So am I gay? Am I bi? I still have to figure things out in my head before anything else. Finally, I pull into his driveway and I sigh. He gets out the car and walks up to his door and I follow behind.

"That's not the smartest idea. You better drive away before Zayn sees you." He warned.

"I know, but I'm all about stupid ideas." I said meeting him on the door step.

"Oh." He mumbled, frowning.

"No! I didn't mean what happened tonight! I meant in general--it came out wrong." I tried to explain.

"I get it." He said with a forced smile and opened the door. Before he could go inside, I pulled him back out.

"I mean it." I stated.

"You're going to regret it." He said with a light smile.

"Then let me do this while I don't regret it." I said grabbing his face again and we literally just made out on his porch, not caring who saw. I pushed him up agains the house and it started getting heated. There was butt grabbing and hair tugging and I don't know, it just was. It was in the moment, so carefree.

"Harry Edward Styles!" I heard an all too familiar voice yell. We immediately pulled away and saw a fuming Zayn.

"H-Hi Zayn." Harry giggled nervously.

"In the house. Now." Zayn growled and Harry quickly glanced at me, obeying Zayn's orders. Right now it feels like I'm the dirtbag boyfriend who is getting ready to have there neck snapped because we were kissing. That's actually pretty accurate.

"Don't ever look, talk or even think about him ever again. I will not hesitate to beat the stupid out of you. You already hurt him once, and you're not going to do it again. He was suppose to be at the school, so I could pick him up. You know he got raped right? He just wanted a distraction from all the drama, so don't get any ideas. You're fucking inconsiderate, he just went through a traumatic experience and he needed someone to be there for him emotionally, and that's me. Instead you decide to take him somewhere so you can have your way with him when he's most vulnerable. Plus, you have a fucking girlfriend and I know damn well you wouldn't leave her for a stable relationship with Harry. You're playing with his emotions. Just leave him the hell alone." He finished his speech, slamming the door. Damn it, he was right.

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Dramaaaaaaaa! I thought this was a cute chapter too though. OTRA is v soon, I'm so excited. I'm in Florida and it's so nice. I'll be updating tho over my vacay cause I love u guys.

-britishwriterliv