LOUIS
I was just trying to do Harry a favour.
A favour that doesn't serve my interests at all─at all.
I was about to say that I am going to help him with the Humdrum. And I don't even know why am I helping him.
But what does it matter if my intentions are never good? I'm just trying to put an end to this nightmare. And maybe cooperating with him would defeat that monster. Like, maybe when all of this is over, everything will be back to normal. (I hope so)
But it is very impossible because he's acting like an idiot these days. Or should I say most of the time."Sir? Are you okay? Here's your Big Mac.", the guy from the counter says, shaking all my thoughts.
I say and pick up the tray."Oh yeah yeah. Thanks."
I wander around the store to find an empty seat. And luckily I spot one beside the entrance.What a shame I'm eating big mac alone on Christmas day. This is the first time I'm going to celebrate Christmas all by myself. Dad can't be home tonight because he's been very busy at the Coven. And my mum, well she left us when I was 7. I just remembered that she and dad were fighting one night and they woke me up because they're practically growling and all I did was to watch them while sobbing. Mum noticed me peeking on the stairs so she rushed towards me and hugged me like there's no tomorrow. She was whispering,"Louis,baby, mummy's gonna leave for now,okay? Remember that I always love you."
I don't know what to say that time because I was too busy crying. Dad was crying at the background too and the whole world seems like falling apart. All I know is that, mum left a soft kiss on my cheek and left the house that made my world shattered. And I guess that's what made me change, my whole world spun around her but then that happend."Louis?",someone mumbles. I tilt my head and saw Amber─ my long lost childhood friend. Wow. What a coincidence.
"Oh my god! Louis! I miss you so much!",she says in excitement and hug me while I'm still sitting on the chair.
"I miss you too!", I say as I hug her back.
She still looks the same since the last time I saw her. I guess we're only 8 that time. She had to left London because her dad has a business firm in California.
She's still the same down to earth,jolly,ginger haired person that I've known since I was a little kid.
"I never thought that I would see you here. And on Christmas day.",she giggles,showing her dimples that I always poke whenever she laughs.
"Well this is where I'm going to celebrate my Christmas because I'm actually alone."
"Well,Tommo. You're not alone. I'm going to join you. Don't be so emo. And oh my god, belated happy birthday! You're so old yuck!",she laughs then pinches my cheek.
"Yeah thank you whatever"
"So how are you and your magic thingy?"
"Fine,I guess."
"I don't believe you. Show me some magic trick so I can see if you really improved."
"Here in public? Are you serious,Ambie?"
"I am. If you won't do it, you'll celebrate your Christmas alone."
"Ok fine. You haven't changed at all,ginger."I let out my mahogany wand from my pocket. It is literally made out of mahogany, it looks like an ordinary stick but has my dad's name carved from the metal handle. It was his old wand and he got a new one when he worked at the Coven. His new wand is much fancier than his old one. It's bathed in silver and can cast very powerful spells. ( Well it works if you have the guts to make it work.)
"Some like it hot.",I cast out to the fries and it started to look like it's freshly cooked again.
She applauses as she takes one."Well done,brunette."
Brunette and ginger. That's our nickname or our team name. We're like partners-in-crime and were even much better than Batman and Robin.
And we never see each other as a lover. Yes, she's beautiful,kind,brave and sweet but I don't find her that attractive. It's like she's really destined for me to be my bestfriend. And on the other hand, she said before that she has a crush on me but then she knew that there's no chance so she just accepted the fact that I'm not interested with her and become my bestfriend instead."Well well, look who's here?",a voice from behind says. I turn around and saw Uncle Simon,Uncle Baz and ofcourse Harry. This day is indeed full of surprises.
"Uncle Baz and Simon! Happy Christmas!", I smile at them,obviously ignoring Harry whose frowning on the side.
"Happy Christmas Uncle Baz and Uncle Simon!",Amber greets.
"Happy Christmas Louis and Amber! So you knew each other?",Uncle Simon replies.
"Yeah. We're bestfriends wayback.",I say.
"Really? What a small world!"
"Harry why won't you great them?",Uncle Baz grins at Harry.
"Happy Christmas, Amber and Louis.", he says calmy but when he says my name there's a tension in his voice.
"I'll just order some food.",Uncle Simon says.
"Me too.",Uncle Baz grimaces and left the three of us in an awkward silence.
"Harry why won't you join us?",Amber says,pointing at the chair beside her.
"Okay.",he smiles at Amber then sits beside her. This is so disgusting they're flirting right infront of me. If Amber gets a boyfriend, I'd reckon every guy but not Harry. I can even volunteer myself to be her boyfriend but not just Harry. Not him. He's too despicable and mad for Amber.I continue to eat my burger and ignore them instead. Crowley, they're so clingy and flirty. I hate that. Being attached to somebody who 1.) can't really fullfill one's promises, 2.) can't stay true, and 3.) will only leave you for somebody else.
I've never been into relationship before but as I can see from the couples in Watford, it's really tragic to be inlove. Tragic and dangerous.
You'll do everything for that particular person and you can even harm yourself just for them.
And then one day, you just woke up knowing that their feelings for you were gone and all of your sacrifices and efforts were all wasted. What a tragic story isn't it? That's why I haven't been inlove before.
Or do I?
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FanfictionHarry Snow-Pitch hasn't had an easy life. There was his parents' big problem which just so happend that also bothers him is his roomate,Louis. And he might be delinquent and a half-pixie, but he's probably right. And of course the whole not-having...