Freak [On Hold]

Chapter 16: Girls don't like me. I think.

So hello! Sorey it's been a while. I see it's impossible to get 20 votes on the previous chapter so I decided to give you guys a treat and post this lovely update in honor of 1DDay!!! Who's excited!? I am!

So anyway on the lines of this chapter. At the beginning of this book I got a comment from

@jelly_babe1002. She said: "plz make him find a girl. Pwease"

So I took that comment into consideration and well. This came out of it. I hope this satisfies you guys.

~ Harry ~

The months continued on. The outside air grew colder. The leaves on the trees began to change colors, to reds and greens and yellows and browns. Summer turned to autumn and autumn soon became winter. Soon enough it was december. The month where people began prepping for one of the biggest holidays of the year. Another significance of the month was that the boys began to plan for a certain someones birthday, and this year I got to help!

I remember my last christmas. I was about nine I wanna say. A year before we were found out. My parents never went all out with christmas. We had always kept it quiet and small. My father had gone out and chopped down our christmas tree, with a little help from a nine year old who could hardly lift an axe. Gemma was eleven at the time. I miss her smile. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about her. Upon bringing home the christmas tree my father had stopped at a candy store to buy us treats for the short ride home. I recall buying a Hershey's. Pure chocolate was my favorite. Arriving home I remember my mother's face lighting up when she saw the tree. It wasn't a huge tree but it was perfect. The perfect size for the four of us. Decorating it with tinsel and ornaments and other beautiful decorations was a memory I shall keep forever. Those were the days.

The morning of December 3rd I awoke in my bed in no mood to arouse and get dressed what so ever. The air was a nail biting cold and a thin layer of sparkling white snow had formed on the pavement of the London streets. I sat up in bed running my fingers through my mess of brunette. A bright white light filtered through the window adjacent to me and I smiled.

Finally pulling my groggy body from the bed I shuffled over to the window and peered out at the wintery world. A small mob of reporters were gathered outside the apartment complex on the front walk. I watched as Louis emerged from the front door instantly getting mobbed with camera flashes and shouts. He was wearing a faded jean jacket with a light blue hoodie on underneath. He was wearing a light grey T-shirt with jeans and his white trainers with of course no socks. His hair was stuffed under his beanie with the green coloring. As I continued to watch Louis get hounded, I saw Louis make a run for his car parked out front, but something was there that was kinda shocking. A girl was stood at the car, waiting for something it seemed, in fact waiting for Louis. Louis rushed up to her and she smiled a beautiful smile. Her long brown hair lay in waves against her chest. She was dressed in a grey trench coat with a white beanie to cover her more than likely cold ears. She and Louis embraced in a quick hug and she stepped in the car with Louis in the drivers seat. It was a small gesture but I noticed. Louis kissed her. Flat on the lips in the car right in front of all those reporters. And then they were gone driving away. The reporters checked the pictures on their cameras and soon began to disperse.

Now why did I find this odd? Well I guess it might've been the fact that we still had the Larry Stylinson rumors to deal with and now the press have pictures of him kissing some girl. But It was rude of me to call her some girl. Her name was Eleanor Calder to be exact and she was Louis's girlfriend.

I stepped away from the window pulling on a hoodie as I went. My mind was racked with everything that had occurred in the past few months. Along the lines of "Larry Stylinson" I had now become almost famous in a way. In the times and situations that I hung out with Louis and in the time it became more public that we were friends, more and more fans became convinced we were together. A lot of times when I'm walking down the street with the boys, when they stop for pictures the fans ask me to get in the picture too. It's nice knowing people know who I am. It's pretty cool actually. Some fans when they stop us talk about Larry and we always dispel it and the girls always just roll their eyes and ignore it. However some girls can be very considerate. They respect me as simply just a friend of Louis's, and I love that.