Roses and Daggers

Chapter 16

Louis

He looked so vulnerable. It made me sad just to see him like that. He is my best friend and it kills me to see him sitting here talking about his terrible past.

It's just so heartbreaking.

Before I knew it, I was crying also. I couldn't help it. Its just so sad and harry was so young, and when he mentioned his mum trying to commit suicide, I immediately remembered my past.

I had to confront him, the way he did to me. I owed it to him.

I comforted him but I would've never known what would happen seconds later.

His lips made contact with mine.

And I kissed him back.

I didn't know what I was doing. Hell, I don't even think he knew what he was doing. It just happened in a swift of a movement.

He nibbled on my lip, asking for entrance and I gladly gave it to him.

His lips where so kissable and the saltiness of his tears combined with his minty breath made the kiss unexplainable.

His hands held my face while mine where doing nothing.

I'm so awkward.

It is my first kiss after all.

I stopped, worried that my kiss was terrible.

I mean look at him, he must have had more experience.

Then it came to me.

"Sorry. I shouldn't have... I really cant.. I just..." I suddenly forgot the english vocabulary.

So I did what I could do best: I ran. I ran as fast as I could and unlocked my car.

I drove so fast that if a police officer was around, I would be damned.

The whole drive, I was thinking of what happened at Harry's house. His lips slowly moving in the same rhythm as mine. But nothing can happen between us. He probably didn't know what he was doing.

This was a mistake.

A big mistake.

Nothing like this can happen again.

I mean its not like he's anything other than straight.

Its not possible, is it?

I dont think so.

I ponder of this whole situation and before I knew it, I was "home."

I momentarily forgot about my father and I entered casually.

Big mistake.

My father was in the living room and he was surely in a pissy mood. You can tell from miles away.

"Look who decided to finally come home." I cringed when my father used the same exact words as Harry's mum.

I just rolled my eyes and turned to walk away.

"Dont you fucking dare to turn your back on me!" He warns.

"I should've turned my back ages ago." I tell him, not looking back.

I can hear the sound of his shoes stomping against the floor.

Shit.

Fuck.

Damn.

Hell.

Every Other curse word in the dictionary.

He turns me around and yells at my face.

"You fucking bitch!" He yells.

"You know, you should really brush you're teeth, it screams alcohol." I pinch my nose to cause a dramatic effect.

"Bitch." He lifts his arm up for a punch.

Before it made contact with my jaw i speak up.

"You need to get new come backs , you old man." I smile.

A stinging sensation came to my jaw. He went to punch new again with his other hand but I dodged it. I guess after all these years, I remember his moves.

His eyes where wide and so were mine. I mean, I just dogged my father.

I mentally give myself a pat on the back.

My dad was still shocked so I took this chance and ran to my room.

I locked myself and stayed there for the rest of the day.

All night I kept on thinking about Harry and his kiss.

How can something that is so wrong, feel so right?

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