What a Feeling | Larry Stylinson

Louis | Beautiful Green Eyes

Harry and I came back from the En Kred Skog a few hours later.

"It was really nice to go out," he smiled at me, opening the door to our hotel room.

"Yeah, it was. Is Liam and Niall back yet?" I asked Harry. He raised his eyebrows at me.

"I don't know, I'll go check." He walked out of the room and I heard him knock on the door.

I sighed and took my shoes off. My phone buzzed in my back pocket and I slipped it out of my pocket.

A text from Niall.

Hey, about what we were talking about earlier ....

We talked earlier? What is he talking about?

What did we talk about earlier?

I sent it.

We talked on the phone at like 10 this morning .... Anyway, about Harry liking you. Liam confirmed it, Harry does like you!!! Harry told him yesterday.

I still didn't remember what the discussion we had. I don't know why ....

I was in the shower at around that time. When did we talk about Harry liking me?

I still don't remember our conversation earlier .....

He responded.

Remember when I told you about how Liam and I left so you two could express your feelings?

I shook my head and typed,

No .... When did we talk? Like 10? Because I was in the shower ....

Niall didn't respond to me. I saw Harry walk in and said,

"Nope, but I just texted Liam and he said they'd be back by 2." I just nodded. Then, I questioned him.

"Hey, did Niall call earlier?" I said, checking my phone records. He turned bright red and I cocked my head to the side

"Yes," he admitted, "I answered it ...."

"You answered this while I was in the shower .... and pretended to be me. Didn't you?" He shook his head.

"Of course not," he said, he seemed confused. "Why would I do that?" I questioned him further.

"Niall just texted me and said that w-we talked about you and I. About our relationship. And I never took that call, so obviously it was you. Who else could imitate me so well?" I raised my voice at him.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" I yelled. "Why would you answer the call and pretend to be me?" His face turned from shock, next scared, and then hurt. But I didn't soften at all. I felt angry. Who does something like that? I trusted Harry but now I'm not so sure anymore.

"Well," he said, it was obvious he was trying not to cry, "he told me how you liked me. And I didn't even know you liked me. So, I got curious and pretended to be you and ...." A tear ran down his face. Then, he cupped his face into his hands and began bawling.

"I'm sorry, Lou. I didn't want to make you angry .... I-I was just curious and I got a little excited."

"But you invaded my privacy. I trusted you Harry and that's not a legitimate reason to invade my privacy." I replied simply. "What is wrong with you? What if it was something important? What if it was an emergency or situation and only Niall knew about this and it was concerning my welfare?" I yelled. Harry was sobbing even more at my tone, but I didn't care.