Larry Stylinson-We Accept The Love We Think We Deserve

chapter 7

Louis' POV

I open my eyes and..holy shit!

It's late! 

I should've met Eleanor at 9 and now it's 10,30.

She is probably becoming mad,and I can't blame her for this.

As I'm lost in my thoughts,Harry enters the room saying "so at last you're awake! I made you breakfast" with a big smile on his face.

"Mmm..right thanks,but first of all come here for a bit cuddling and talking I'm not so awake yet" i say slowly yawning.

He sighs and comes to the bed lying right next to me and I can feel his gaze on my body.

I don't mind it actually,I like it.

"You need something?" He says carefully.

"Mm maybe an excuse to use with Eleanor?I should've been with her not here" i say with my eyes still closed.

"Oh,no dear,no problem at all. I called her this morning because I knew you needed to sleep and she was not even surpised. She told me you're not sleeping well lately" 

"Well that's true,and because of that I'm always tired. Thank you for calling El!" I say with a little smile.

"Don't worry mate" he says as he walks towards the door.

"Where are you going?" I say worried.

"If you're not gonna come to have your delicious breakfast I'll take it to you here" he says raising an eyebrow.

"Aweee that's why I love youu" I laugh.

"Suuure Louis" he says.

I'm alone now and I can finally remember about yesterday night when I was almost kissing harry.

What the hell ??????

I don't know why I was doing this,I think I just wanted to.

And that's not fine..

It's obvious that he will always feel embarassed in front of me now!

I'm so stupid.

But he hasn't told me anything,maybe he doesn't even remember it!

I really really hope so. 

I'm gonna pretend nothing has happened.

"Here it is,your breakfast" he says as he sits on the bed.

While I'm drinking my tea I see he's literally staring at me.

"What?" I ask looking at him.

"Nothing" he says "i was just thinking about last.."

"Oh about our last concert,I see. It was amazing! I can't wait for the next one,the crowd in Manchester will be amazing,don't you think so?" I say with a fake smile.

I really hate myself right now,like for real.

I just started saying random things without even thinking about what I was saying,it's senseless and absolutely awkward.

"Yeah..sure. Well I gotta go out now so maybe you should..wake up and go home? I don't wanna sound rude or anything but I really have to close home" he says without smiling.

Not even a fake little smile!

Jesus,I feel so guilty.

I just wanna hug him but maybe he would punch me,and he'd be definitely right.

I'd do it myself.

"Oh I'm sorry! I'll be ready in a minute I just have to dress up!" 

It's awkward.

Not normally awkward,worse.

He goes in the other room leaving me alone.

I gotta dress up quickly though and honestly I just wanna leave this house.

It's all my fault,I know it.

Because of yesterday and of course because of earlier when I interupted him saying bullshit.

"Ok I'm ready,thanks for the night and..for everything,you know,i'll see you later!" I say trying not to seem embarassed,failing miserably.

"I'll see ya bye" he says closing the door.

He must be angry and I can't blame him for this.

I decide to text him something to apologize but I can't find the words.

I just can't write "hey haz I'm sorry if i tried to kiss you yesterday but at the same time I'm not sorry 'cause I really wanted to. Oh and also I'm sorry for have been a dick earlier,I was just embarassed. And you didn't help wearing that trousers. You looked way too sexy" 

NO PLEASE SOMEONE GOTTA STOP ME NOW!

I'm gonna go with a simple text "Harry I'm sorry if today I interupted you maybe we could talk about it later? I think we should meet at 5 for a cup of tea at that bar which is always empty so no fans nor paparazzi could annoy us"

I send it to him waiting impatiently for his answer.

After the longest five minutes of my life (oh just shut up Louis you're such a pussy) I receive "Fine" from Harry.

Don't be too enthusiastic,huh?

But it's okay, I understand him. 

I gotta prepare myself because I don't know what I'm gonna tell him actually.

Maybe I'm just gonna improvise something when I'll be there.

Meanwhile I've arrived at home and I'm gonna take a shower.

I really do need an hot shower to think deeply.

Shower always makes you think.

It's just productive!