Hi everyone, I hate to disappoint you, but I'm afraid Claire's decision won't be made during the next few chapters. Because I am not even close to finishing this story and have some amazing ideas that I still really want to squeeze into this story. :) I hope you like the chapter! All the love, Summer xxx
After Harry had left very late that night, I was lying in my bed, going through tumblr and giggling at a cute video of two cats running away from a potatoe. My phone beeped, interrupting my funny video and when I opened the message I saw that Harry had texted me. "I had a great day, today, I hope you enjoyed your day off and my healthy lunch. ;) Louis is a lucky guy to have you. H xxx" I smiled widely at my phone and grinned when I remembered my reaction to his lunch. He had made a vegetarian pasta dish with literally every vegetable he could find in our fridge, which was surprisingly quite a lot, as Lily had just gone shopping two days ago, filling up the fridge with a good balance of healthy and unhealthy food. I had nearly cried when I had taken the first bite because it was one of the best things I had tasted in a very long time, resulting in making him promise to cook for me again.
Smiling down at my phone, I typed a reply, trying not to drop my phone on my face in the meantime."I had a great time, as well, thank you so much for coming over. You can cook for me any time (I'm not even kidding)! And I am very lucky to have him as well, but equally lucky to have you in my life. Good night xxx" After sending first Louis and then Lily a quick good night text, I set my alarm for 10 am and immediately fell asleep as soon as I had turned the light off.
When my alarm rang the next morning, I wasn't even remotely willing to leave my bed just yet, but my amazing idea to just ignore the alarm was interrupted by someone jumping on my bed. "Morning, sunshine!" I groaned and pulled my blanket over my head. Lily laughed and made me squeak when she forcefully pulled the blanket off me. "Come on, get up! We only have until 3pm to have some girls time and get you ready." I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to ignore her, but unfortunately she refused to give up that easily. "Get your lazy butt out of bed before I tickle you." she threatened me and my eyes shot open making her giggle. I sat up and run my hand through my hair. "Now, that's more like it." Lily smirked at me and then hopped off the bed, walking over to the window to open the curtains. "I think you can stop trying to fix your hair; only a shower will solve that mess." she commented from the window. I stuck my tongue out at her and pulled a pair of sweatpants up my legs, before I walked towards the door, following her into the kitchen.
"Why are you so bloody cheerful this morning?" I asked her and gratefully accepted the steaming mug of tea she was holding out for me. "Just happy to spend some time with you." she tried to dismiss it, but I knew her better than that. I raised an eyebrow and shot her a curious look, but she was too busy trying to spread the butter equally on her toast to notice it. "Did something happen with Niall?" I asked her in a teasing tone and she looked up from her toast, her eyes twinkling with happiness. "Maybe."
"Come on, you can't just tease me like that and then refuse to tell me what happened! It can't have been finally getting him into bed because we all know that happened months ago." I teased her and she blushed a bit, but gave me a smug grin, before taking a sip of her coffee. "He may have told me that he loves me last night." She said with a wide grin, and I could pretty much feel the happiness radiating off her. "Oh my Gosh, Lily, that's amazing! I'm so happy for you!" I gushed and she blushed a little bit and took another sip from her coffee. "I also might have said it back." she confessed and blushed even harder. "You two are adorable together. Hopefully, me and Louis will reach that point as well, sometime in the near future." Reaching for the milk, I nearly missed what Lily said next. "Or you and Harry."
Her words took me by surprise and I nearly dropped the milk on my toast. "Excuse me?" I asked her, not sure if I had heard her correctly. "I said 'or you and Harry'." Lily clarified and I safely placed the milk on the table and leaned back in my chair. "What makes you think that? Harry and I are just good friends. I'm with Louis now." I told her sternly and she shook her head at me. "Claire, are you seriously that oblivious or do you just not want to admit that there could be something between you and Harry if you weren't with Louis." My thoughts wandered back to our bathroom encounter yesterday and the cuddling on the sofa afterwards and our long conversations about life until way after midnight. My face must have given me away because she shot me a look which definitely said "Told you so."
I forcefully shook my head and took a long sip from my tea, trying to sort my thoughts. "I am with Louis and I am happy with Louis." I stated and angrily pushed my hair out of my face, which had somehow freed itself from my ponytail again. "But...?" Lily questioned and I hid my face in my hands. "No 'but', there can't be a 'but'! I am happy with Louis and I should be more than happy to have Harry in my life, as well, because he has been an amazing friend to me from the start, and I... I mean, yes, of course he is one of the most beautiful men I have ever seen and this amazing human being at the same time, but nothing will ever happen between the two of us. Even if I wasn't with Louis, Harry would never go for me."
Lily's laughter made me look up from my hands. "Wow, you really are a bit stupid sometimes. Look, I only want what's best for you and I think you and Louis are really cute, but I also think that you and Harry share an amazing connection, as well. I just want you to be happy and if Louis makes you happy, then be with Louis because he definitely likes you very much and you like him as well. But if there is the possibility that you could be even happier with Harry, then give it a chance." She shot me a serious look. " Give yourself the chance to be happy, C, because I don't know anyone else who deserves a happy and stable relationship more than you."
I blushed a bit and looked down at my toast. "I am not saying to break up with Louis and throw yourself into Harry's arms because that would be wrong on so many levels. All I am saying is, to give yourself a chance to be happy with Louis, like really open up to him and give yourselves a chance to have a happy relationship. But you should at least make up your mind about your feelings for Harry as well and not lead him on in anyway because he doesn't deserve that either." Looking up, I saw that she gave me an encouraging smile and then asked the question I had been wanting to ask since she had brought Harry up. "But how do you even know that Harry likes me?"
Chuckling, she shook her head and downed the rest of her coffee in one big gulp. "Hmmm, where do I start?" She stroked her chin and pretended to think really hard. "How about the way he looks at you? Or the way that he constantly worries about you and texts me to check up on you because he doesn't want you to know how much he cares about you? Or the fact that he spent his whole Saturday taking care of you? The fact that he drove three hours to be with you when you're dad was dying? The fact that he went with you to your cousin's wedding? Or maybe how much he tried to impress your parents? Or maybe just the fact that out of all people he knows he wanted to spend his birthday with you, not his mum or his sister or his best mates, just you?" She leaned back and grinned a bit at my flushed face. "You can deny it all you want, C, but even a stranger could tell that he likes you. And you like him as well, maybe not as much as you like, Louis, but there definitely is a special connection between the two of you. Don't stress yourself about it, alright? Just think about it and just live in the moment."
Deep in thought, I simply nodded my head and pushed my toast away from me, suddenly not so hungry anymore. "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, you need to finish that toast. I don't care if you are not hungry, you need to eat." Lily shot me a stern look, suddenly reminding me a lot of Harry, and when I looked down at my hands, she sighed. "Hey, I'm just worried about you. Please, eat something. Just the toast and then we'll cook something yummy for lunch." She sounded really concerned and after an encouraging look from her, I pulled the plate back towards me and finished my toast.
"Now, how about we both take a shower and then watch some Teen Wolf or something before you have to get ready for your date." She wiggled her eyebrows at the end of the sentence and I blushed a bit, but agreed anyway. "Fantastic, now you go and take a shower and I'll do the dishes and set up the TV and then you can think about what you want to wear this afternoon while I shower." She got up and carried her plate towards the sink. "And, Claire?" I stopped at the doorway and turned around again. "I'm sorry for dumping all of this on you, I just want you to be happy, you know that, right?" I gave her a weak smile and nodded. "Of course I know that, Lil. You're my best friend and I care about you just as much as you care about me. That's why I am so happy for you and Niall." Grinning at her flushed face, I made my way towards the bathroom.
With the hot water running over my body, I let my mind wander and allowed myself for a second what life would be like if I was with Harry instead of Louis. Shaking my head at myself, I pushed the thoughts away and instead tried to think of something to wear for my date with Louis. Harry and I would never happen, so why had Lily's words affected me so much? Applying shampoo to my hair, I tried to ignore the fact that Harry had potentially seen me naked in this bathroom less than 24h ago because no matter what he had said, I wasn't a hundred percent sure that he really hadn't seen anything. Mentally slapping myself, I pushed all the thoughts about Harry to the back of my head and started rinsing my hair, slowly getting more and more excited about my date with Louis.
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Crazy Little Thing Called Love
Fanfiction"So, here I was, sitting alone in Louis Tomlinson's closet, only wearing my underwear and wondering how the hell I had gotten myself into this situation." A story about the fine line between love and friendship and about what you are willing to risk...
