Midnight Falls/ h.s. (UNDER CONSTRUCTION)

Part 28

(ALSO A REMINDER IN THIS STORY HARRY IS 23) PICTURE SETTING: Harry smiling because of Louis' actions (;

BTW THIS CHAPTER IS A BIT LONGER (:

SONGS TO LISTEN TO FOR THIS CHAPTER:

1. Story Of My Life by, One Direction

2. Over Again by, One Direction (still obsessed af with this song)

3. Moments by, One Direction (I suggest tissues.)

(Part 28)

1 hour later...

"How much did you make today?" I ask.

"25.54," Harry answers, keeping his eyes on the road as we drive home.

"Not bad not bad."

"My day was amazing as you know. How was yours?"

I shrugged.

"Besides walking in on the brightness of your day, mine went pretty well."

He laughs.

"Again I'm sorry you had to see that. But I'm glad you walked in. Otherwise, I probably would've been in there all day forgetting about my job an-"

"Okay I get it ugh ew. I just don't want to relive that. I've never seen you like that Harry. It was disgusting."

"Oh you're just jealous."

I raised my eyebrows.

"Why would I be jealous? I look up to Louis as a...a...I don't even know what he's just a very nice man who happens to be good with me as a human being."

Harry chuckles.

"Mackenzie, he's always been human. That's not a reasonable answer there."

I roll my eyes.

"I don't like Louis like that Harry. He's a lot older than me and he's gay. I don't think we'd have a chance there."

He nods.

"Well you got me there."

"No shit," I mumbled to myself.

"Do you at least think he's cute? I think he's cute."

"Yes very cute Harry."

"Indeed."

"You really like him."

"That is true."

"Why?"

"Dunno. He's just amazing."

"How so?"

We pull into the driveway.

"He's just a special person. If you're ever sad or just need someone, he can walk in a room and not say a single word and nine out of ten chances you'd just feel better. He just gives off this positive energy that I can't explain. I love it. I love him."

I nod.

"You really love him. How did it all start?"

He opens his door as I do mine.

"Believe it or not, seven years ago."

My jaw dropped.

"How many years ago!"

"Seven," he repeats.

We both got our of the car and walked up to the door.

"That's a long time. But you've known Liam and-"