Room 258

Tell me something I don't know

"So Harry Styles... Tell me something about you."

Tell him something about me? What was I supposed to tell him?

"Well, there isn't much to say. I'm Harry Styles, I'm 18, well almost 19, and I'm a freshman."

"I know this already. Tell me something I don't know." Louis kept on staring at me with his blue eyes, it seemed like he was waiting for who knows what confession. It made me nervous.

"I'm afraid of fireworks." Wait what? Why did I tell him that?

He burst out laughing teasingly.

"Yeah? Then I suggest you go home for new year so mommy and daddy can hold your hand!"

I immediately blushed. Why did I hate myself so much to humiliate myself like this? Usually I didn't act like this, I knew how to keep up a conversation, I've never had problems to answer with a joke or something like that, but something about Louis made me feel unease.
Could have been his eyes, too blue, too cold, they weren't normal.
Louis kept staring at me, waiting for a reply, but I froze.

"You know Harry... Let me give you an advice, you shouldn't reveal your weaknesses to someone you just met. You never know, they could use them against you."

I was breathless, I couldn't breathe. As if nothing has happened Louis sat back like before and stared sipping his drink.

"How's your family?"

"M-my family?" I didn't understand how could he change subject so easily.
"Well, my parents divorced when I was 7, my mum married another guy, I have a sister, Gemma, she's three years older than me."

"Is she cute?" What kind of question was that? She's my sister, I've never looked at her in that way. How was I supposed to know the way guys looked at her?

"Yeah, I guess so."

"You'll introduce me." It wasn't a question but an affirmation.

"What about you?"

"What about me?" Was he mocking me?

"You do have a family right?"

"Yeah I do, why are you in this school?" He was avoiding the subject.

"My family forced me here after I got a girl pregnant and didn't want this to happen again."

"So you're a father now?"

"No, she got a spontaneous abortion not long after."

"I see.. isn't it a bit too much sending you here only because of a bad experience with a girl?"

"Well you see... let's say they think a I ehm..." How was I supposed to say this? "I am obsessed with girls, yeah.."

"And are you?"

"Let's just say I like ending up in bed with them."

"Can't blame you for that."

"Why are you here?"

He didn't reply, he simply kept silence and rose his shoulders. I just told him almost all my life and the only thing I knew about him was his name.

"Tell me something about you." I insisted.

"Not today curly. I got to go now." He got up and went away without saying anything else.

I didn't see him for the whole day, neither did I see him at dinner.
I went back to my room and took a long shower. I love showers, they always helped me put my thoughts together and relax a little, but not this time. When I walked out I was still nervous for the conversation I had with Louis and for the fact that he disappeared as soon as I tried asking him something about him.
I dried my hair and walked out with just a towel on.
He was there.
Laid down on the bed, he got up just as I walked out the bathroom, it seemed like he was waiting for me. He got close to me, maybe too close.