Flower Crowns & Sweaters →Larry

Chapter 11

Another update sooner because I said so in the last chapter:)

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It has been exactly two weeks since the whole Louis and Harry thing. You know, where they were trying to workout their "relationship" which didn't happen.
Neither of then talked to each other. There were those days when Harry would tapped Louis' shoulder but not say anything when Louis turned around and look at him.

There were also those days where Louis and Harry were in math together and Harry or even Louis would brush their leg or hand on one another's on "accident."

But never did the two of them actually look at each other, eye to eye, and say something. That's what they've been up to in the past two weeks.

On the first week, Harry would constantly text Louis. Yes Louis did read them but never respond. He wanted to, he really did but he knew it wasn't right. So, the only thing Louis could think of was to block Harry's number.

Sure it was dumb of Louis to be actually making this a huge deal when all Harry said was that Louis was weird for wearing girly sweaters and flower crowns but Louis took that to a serious level.

You would never know how Louis feels until you've been in his footsteps. His shoes.

While Louis was spending more time with the girls (Sophia and Eleanor) and with his family, Harry started relying on drinking.

He's always been drinking but to forget about Louis, he started drinking more. It was the only way to forget the memories of him and Louis.

Niall and Liam couldn't stand it but could never say anything about it since Harry wouldn't even listen to them. Even Gemma wanted to yell at her little brother for drinking when he isn't even allowed to.

He would be allowed to in the UK but they don't live there anymore. They live in America and since they're in America, they have to wait until they're twenty one.

Gemma, Liam and Niall always wondered how he bought the beer considering he's only seventeen but never bothered to ask.

Its a waist of time since they knew they were going to get the answer no or something like that.

And that's what Harry was doing right now; drinking. He's been sitting on his bed for the past two hours, drinking beer.

After school, Harry was out with the guys until he got tired and bored and went straight home and looked if he got unblocked but sadly, he didn't. That made him go look at the old messages the two sent to one another.

Harry just laid on his bed, one beer in one hand and another one with his phone. He honestly didn't know what to do without Louis.

He's almost knew Louis for a month. And he's already attached. Will, anything can happen in a month.

At times like this, Harry wished he never moved from the UK. Even though he moved to America almost three years ago.

He just missed home.

"Harry, that's enough" Harry jumped at the sudden voice and dropped his beer. He still held onto his phone.

Harry turned over to the voice and saw Liam and Niall standing over at his doorframe. He huffed and shook his head.