Mute // hs.

Chapter 11

I'M SNORTING, I HAVEN'T UPLOADED THIS STORY IN SO LONG. I KEEP LOSING READERS EACH TIME I UPDATE LOL. 

I AIN'T EVEN MAD BRO. I JUST WANNA FINISH THIS STORY BECAUSE EVERYBODY KEEPS WHINING THAT THEY LIKE IT AND I NEED TO UPDATE. XD *coughANNIEcough*

BUT I HATE UPDATING THIS STORY AND I WANT TO WRITE DIFFERENT STUFF BUT THIS STORY IS ALREADY TOO LONG TO DELETE. XD 

ugh. anyway. enjoy C:

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Harry's POV

"Harry?" Louis' eyes widened as he swiveled in his barstool, coming face to face with me. "Harry! So nice to see you! What are you doing here this time of night?" Louis played jokingly, resting his head in his palm, elbow on the bar. 

However I just scoffed and rolled my eyes. "Cut the shit. Louis, have you any idea what time it is?" I growled. 

Louis made a face and shrugged lazily, glancing at his wristwatch nonchalantly. "I don't know....two in the morning?" 

"Louis," I sighed, "You were just getting on my ass a few days ago about me spending too much damn time in this bar, and yet here you are! WITH REBECCA! AT TWO IN THE GODDAMN-" 

"Harry, use your inside voice," Louis muttered, swishing the liquid around in his glass before swallowing fully. "People might be trying to sleep." 

I threw my hands into the air in frustration. I looked at Rebecca, a faint smile curving at my lips. Her cheeks tinted a lovely shade of pink before she giggled. 

"Sorry, H-Harry. Guess w-w-we both needed to t-think." She said softly. Louis nodded.

Pinching the bridge of my nose, my chest heaved as I tried not to burst into laughter. These two idiots were going to be the end of me. 

"Louis have you even thought about how you're supposed to get home?" 

Louis shrugged as if it was obvious. "I'll drive. The alcohol hasn't settled in yet, Harry. I'll be fine." Suddenly, he caught in his next sentence. He furrowed his eyebrows and squinted his eyelids as he turned towards Rebecca. 

"Wait a minute...how did you get here?" 

Rebecca turned pale, that pinkish tint disappearing from her cheeks. Her eyes widened slightly as she did a nervous laugh. "I kinda hid in your car." 

Louis was about to say something else, finger raised and eyes squinted even further in confusion, "But you...B-But you were sleeping when I left!" 

"N-No. While y-you were putting on your s-s-shoes I snuck out the b-back and hid in y-your car just before you got i-in." 

I smirked. "Clever girl." 

Louis frowned. "Why on earth did you do that?" 

"I needed t-t-to think. And I-I was sorta curious." Rebecca shrugged helplessly. "Sorry." 

She downed another swig of beer, her face screwing up as she did so. I stood there, hands on my hips as I watched the two stare at each other as they downed one more gulp of the alcoholic beverage before they both slipped from their bar stools. 

"I guess we should get home now," Louis yawned, rubbing his eyes. "Hurry up, before my alcohol sets in. I'm already starting to feel a bit fuzzy."