Chapter 4

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Louis had decided to go with a new styles today and had worn a grey, knitted jumper, with black skinny jeans and a flower crown... It wasn't something he'd normally wear but was told recently that his style was 'boring' and he wanted to spice things up a bit.

Louis bobbed his head to the music that flowed through the ear buds in his ears. He was walking down the street towards his work. He tried going to Harry's house but there was no answer and he wasn't answering his phone. Figuring he would talk to him later, and not wanting to be late, he resumed on his walk to work.

It was to late to move aside when Louis heard the hard, fast-paced footsteps behind him. Louis was forcefully pushed against the brick wall, knocking the wind out of him. He shut his eyes in pain and if it weren't for the strong arms holding him against the wall he knew he would be swaying back and forwards. Louis ear buds were ripped from his ears, his IPod thrown to the ground.

"Who the hell was he?" Harry's deep voice rand in Louis ears. Louis couldn't find the words to reply. Harry pulled Louis towards him by the neck line of his jumper and pushed him back into the wall. "I said, who the hell was he?" Harry repeated himself.

"Who, was who? Harry you're hurting me!" Harry only slightly loosened his grip on the smaller boy.

"The douch bag in your house this morning!" He yelled

"God damnit Harry, that was Niall, he's one of my best friends!"

"What was he doing in your apartment?"

"He had some problems at home! Ow Harry, your totally over reacting!!" Louis yelled at him. Harry huffed and walked off, leaving Louis stunned and confused.

Louis day passed slowly, he couldn't stop thinking about what happened with Harry. He was grateful when he finally got home and was able to put his feet up.

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         Weeks past and not a word was said between Harry and Louis. Louis was beginning to think that it was just not meant to be but Harry still struggled with the decision of what he should do.
       
         I shouldn't spend time with him, I shouldn't talk with him, I shouldn't have anything to do with him. 
 
        No matter what Harry thought, something still drew him to Louis. His mind was battling with his heart and Harry couldn't do anything about it.









A/N- I'm so sorry that the chapters are so short!!! I'll try and make them longer and to post them more frequently. -Abby

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