Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Louis The Gentleman Or How Harry Got Creative

The rest of the night was spent with eating pizza, watching Finding Nemo and a popcorn fight. By eleven o'clock I found myself sitting on the floor with my back resting against Harry's knees who was trying braid my hair. The others were sitting around us on the sofas and the floor and we were all calming down a bit after our popcorn fight. Niall was playing the guitar while humming a tune and everyone was engaged in quiet conversations. 

I felt Harry pulling a hairband around his creation and a few seconds later he proudly presented it to Louis, who was sitting next to me on the floor. "Tada!" Louis looked up at my hair and started laughing. "Mate, what the hell did you do to Claire's hair?" I felt a bit around my head, but could not really make out what Harry had created there without a mirror. 

Louis' comment had caught the attention of the others who were now laughing at my hair. "Maybe you should stick to your singing career, mate." said Ed with a chuckle and when I turned around, Harry sat behind me with crossed arms and a pout on his face. "I am sure it's not thaaat bad." I tried to cheer him up. "I like it when people play with my hair, so you are welcome to braid it any time. " I could see a smile starting to creep on his face. "But only as long as you aren't in public" Niall said and started laughing. Harry, being mature as always, stuck his tongue out at him and I got up and asked Louis if I could have a look at Harry's creation in his bathroom. "Sure, love. Come on, I'll show you were it is."

He got up as well and I followed him out of the living room. When we walked past the kitchen I could hear Ed shouting behind us not to do any funny business which made me chuckle. "Are they always like this?" I asked Louis with a grin. He rolled his eyes and held a door open to me. "Worse. Here is the bathroom, love. Do you need help sorting out that hair of yours?" he asked. I dared to look at the mirror and started laughing. "Wow, that really is an... um... interesting creation. I think I might need some help, yeah." Louis grinned and made me sit down on the toilet seat. "Here, sit down, love. I'll try to untangle the mess for you." He carefully started to untangle my hair while I played with my fingers, unsure of what else to say or do. Louis was the first to break the awkward silence. "So... you like it when people play with your hair. What else do you like?" he asked me, while he gently tucked at my hair.

"Well, I love food, especially Italian food. I could never ever live without music, my family and friends are very important to me, I like being outside surrounded by nature and I can never decide what my favourite colour is." I told him with a smile. "What kind of music do you listen to?" he asked curiously. I thought for a bit. "It's kind of difficult to say because I listen to such a wild mix of music. It all depends on my mood. I'll show you my Spotify playlist some time, which usually has everything I like listening to on it." I told him. I saw him grin in the mirror while he concentrated on untangling my hair. He looked kind of cute when he was concentrating so hard. "Is that an offer to hang out with you again?" he asked with a cheeky grin and caught my eyes in the mirror. I winked at him and grinned as well. "Maybe."

Our cute moment was interrupted when someone knocked on the bathroom door and then we heard Niall's voice coming through the door. "Is everything okay in here? Did you guys drown in the toilet or something?" I laughed and told him to come in which he did. "What the hell is taking you so long?" he asked and then saw my nearly untangled hair and grinned. "Didn't like Harry's creation that much after all?" he asked. "I am sure his skills will improve over time." I said with a laugh. Louis coughed and murmured "Doubtful." With a final tuck my hair fell down onto my shoulders, now in wild curls because of Harry's creative braiding. "Wow, your hair can nearly keep up with Harry's curls." Niall exclaimed and dragged me towards the living room to show my curls to everyone else. I gave Louis an apologetic look and mouthed "Sorry." in his direction. He smiled and mouthed a "no problem" back before Niall dragged me out of sight.

Harry was a bit disappointed that I had gotten rid of his amazing creation but had to admit that he might needed to improve his skills a bit more before taking up hairstyling professionally. After another hour of fun banter, I decided to call it a night, much to everyone's protest. I would have loved to stay longer but I still had to get home and I had a short essay due within the next few days. After I had hugged everyone else goodbye, Louis walked me to the door. "How are you gonna get home, love?" he asked me while I put on my shoes. "Walk?" I said and he immediately started to shake his head. "No, you are not walking home all alone at this time. I will walk you home." I felt touched that he was so concerned about my safety but I didn't want him to interrupt his night with his friends so I tried to convince him otherwise. "Thanks for the offer, Lou, but I'll be fine. It's just a short walk anyway." Louis however had already started putting on his shoes as well and walked back to the living room to inform the others that he would be walking me home.

Seeing that it was useless to protest, I put on my jacket on and waited for Louis to do the same before we stepped outside into the night. We started walking in silence and I shivered a bit as it was slightly colder than I expected it to be. Louis must have noticed my shivering because he pulled me into his side and put his arm around my shoulder. "Did you have a good time, tonight?" he asked me while we made our way down the street. I looked up to him and blushed a bit when I saw him looking down on me. "The best. Thank you so much for inviting me over. It was a bit surreal but great." He chuckled. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, despite Harry's braiding skills." he said and squeezed my shoulder slightly. "But maybe I should thank him for the mess he created." Confused, I looked up at him and he gave me a cheeky grin. "And why is that, Tomlinson?" I asked him, trying to look intimidating, but failing miserably. "Because that way I got to spend some time with you alone."

We spent the rest of the walk home talking about random topics and I was a little disappointed when we arrived at my flat. "Thank you for walking me home." I said when we stopped in front of my door. Louis looked down on me and gently pushed a loose strand of hair out of my face. "No problem, love. Thank YOU for keeping your promise." He pulled me into a long hug and swayed me a bit back and forth before letting me go. I struggled to unlock my door, but turned around one more time before walking in. "Good night, Louis." "Good night, Claire." He smiled down on me, before he suddenly kissed my cheek. He turned around quickly and walked off into the night, leaving me completely shocked with a weird bubbly feeling somewhere in my stomach area.

Hi guys,

I am so sorry for not updating for such a long time. I have been going through a really difficult time and just did not find the inspiration to write. I have however already written three chapters in the last 24h so hopefully the updates will come a bit more frequently from now on.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

All the love, Summer xx