For Your Eyes Only

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Taylor turned her attention back to Louis as soon as she realized what she just saw. She wasn't nervous, –or at least she thinks she's not– but her hands were shaking the entire time. She calmed down a bit.

Louis. . .how--

Why didn't Taylor see it earlier? It's Louis! There are only three options when you're with him: one, he's serious about what he is saying and this is the best trait of Louis. Two, he's semi-serious, he could take anything from the conversation and use it against you, he's always kidding around and trying to annoy you. Last and the very worst, everything he did, is a trap for his master plan. She hoped it isn't the last.

Taylor, honestly pissed off said, "I am seriously two seconds away from pouring this latte on your head."

"Oh, easy there, tiger." Then Louis smiled, "You saw him?"

That! That's practically the worst question he could ask right now. Taylor scoffed and said, "How would I? It's not Harry."

Louis laughed, "Oh goodness, I really had you there, didn't I?" He continued laughing then said, "Ten years, and you still keep falling for it."

"Ten years? Nope, twelve actually, including our highschool days. Twelve years and you still hadn't changed a bit." Taylor said.

"Oh, I have changed, just not around you." Louis replied. "Also, if I wanted to trap you to meet Harry again, then I probably would set it up IN Liz's room, honestly that would be a great scene. I'd pay anything to see that happe--"

"Thanks." She said, halfly grumbling but she was grateful about it. After all, meeting Liz while Niall is in the same room is one thing, but seeing Harry in the same room with Liz?! That is way beyond awkwardness and probably way beyond any definition of "awkward" she felt before.

"Shame though, I never got the opportunity because, well. . . I don't know if Niall told him or Liam but he goes to the hospital half an hour, or more after you leave. I would swear I never said anything." Louis replied, PROPERLY this time.

Taylor let out a slight smile and said, "Meet him, not meet him, what's the difference? I mean, surely, we won't be able to talk like properly and I'm not even sure if he wanted to catch up or--"

"You are just thinking he hates you until now. You know Harry, he wouldn't hold a grudge." Louis said, probably making her feel better. Wait, there's more. . . "That lad is too cheerful to hold a grudge for ten years, even if you crushed his soul, broke his spirit and shattered his heart into pieces. Nope, he wouldn't, not even if you let him walk away, cold and shivering in the rain when he asked for another chance and the real reason is you were just scared to get back with him, it's not time in distance, he knows that and also he wouldn't---"

"Alright, enough!" Taylor snapped. He's just making her feel more guilty of everything. Alright, she did all of those but no need to get back to the past. Besides, the blame shouldn't all be hers, it's not all her fault and she just chose the side that would hurt both of them less. Still, according to Louis' speech, she really did something horrible to the lad.

"I know what I did, okay? Please, it--it's not something I am proud of." She added and simply drank from her latte and said, "The question earlier, why do you think her eyes look like mine?"

"A theory? You want a theory?" Louis asked.

Taylor nodded.

He played first with his teaspoon then said, "I don't know, it was rather odd but I guess it's just fate. Fate is really playful, like me, I mean, if I was controlling both your lives, I wouldn't have done only that. . ."

"Not sure if those are words of wisdom or one of your evil plans if you get to control my life." She replied.

"Let's just say it's a little bit of both. Aren't you coming home?" Louis asked all of a sudden.