They Don't Know About Us// l.s.

Three

Louis POV

I will say, that I was super speechless of the car the three of them had shared. It was a majestic, black 2016 Mercedes.

"Are you coming Louis?"

Harry had the passenger door opened and began to form a snicker at my dropped jawline, and yet, waiting for me to get in the black Mercedes. Why did he have to be so utterly gorgeous AND polite at the same time? God is just really punishing me for no reason...oh lordy.

I readjusted my jaw, and adjusted my hands on my glory hips. Tapping my foot, ever so loudly, that a brown, pretty stray cat that was walking by, looked in my direction, and hissed at me..showing its dreadful snarl. That is the last time I will complement a cat...

"Look, drama queen, you need to understand that the 'pouting' thing isn't going to work for me. SO either you get in this car, or you walk. Your pick."

To be honest, I really didn't know why I was pouting? Maybe cause I am still tired from that fall, or maybe just because this is so unreal, an I am waiting for my alarm clock to go off any second and wake me up.

I sighed, and got in the car.

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It was extremely silent. We didn't even share one glance at each other, and it was really bothering the crap out of me.

"Harry...do you mind if we listen to music?"

I was so hesitant to even ask if i can turn on the radio.. Harry, to me, was never approachable. He had always seemed so tense, and always not at ease. Which worried me.

Harry stopped at the red light, looking out in the dark, black sky filled with twinkling light.

"Sure."

He spoke eerie.

Without backing out, I immediately turned on the radio to hear one of many songs i usually cannot resist to sing so loudly and dance to.

"My youth

My youth is yours
Trippin' on skies, sippin' waterfalls
My youth
My youth is yours
Run away now and forevermore
My youth
My youth is yours
The truth so loud you can't ignore
My youth, my youth, my youth
My youth is yours"

I started swinging my arms around and giddly squealing like a complete dork I am. Come on, who doesn't like Troye Sivan! He is so cute and his song is so dang rememberable?!

I'm not sure if Harry was laughing or saying something under his breath, but i could tell that he was having fun singing with me...believe me or not, the dude has a pretty good voice.

In a matter of mintues, the song was over and the radio was off, with him speeding down the road, he asked me a two parter question.

"Where do you live? And can we hang out tomorrow after school?"

With my smile arranging from ear to ear, I gave him my address.. and a simple 'yes'.

Leaving both of us breathless, and happy.

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