Detrimental

Episode 4

I take my daily vitamins from my pill box and drink it down with some orange juice. I've never been the health conscious one in the family. Mom was. I guess that's why I drink these silly pills, which I doubt work, anyway.

As I go towards the bin to throw my juice box, I hear someone moaning. It was a deep, raspy arousing melody. I turn to my left and follow the sound down the small alley. It was the curly haired boy and Louis. Louis had him pinned against the wall.

I knew it. There was always this vibe between those two, I can't understand how some people don't see it. Louis leaves after a while but he doesn't see me.

"You can come out now," Curly calls out. I pretend not to hear him and just as I was about to run to the opposite direction, he grabs my wrist back to the alley. "How perverted are you to sneak on people?"

"I'm sorry, I wasn't really watching or anyth---"

"But you were,"

"I was."

"How much do you want to forget this whole thing?" he says as he takes out his wallet. He takes out a few hundreds and hands them to me.

"I don't want it,"

"Just take it, Rachel."

"I said I don't want it." I say louder than I intended to. "Tell you what, Curly, I won't ever bring that thing up if you promise not to call me by my first name ever again."

"For the millionth time, it's 'Harry' and not 'Curly' or whatever other nickname you have for me." he snickers.

"I know," I laugh. "I just like calling you 'Curly' because I know how annoyed that makes you."

"So, it's a deal then?" he scratches his head.

"Yeah," I nod. "But I don't get it, why don't you guys just come out?"

"Last time I brought that idea up to Louis, I almost lost him." Harry smiles as he sits against the wall and I sit beside him. "I don't wanna lose him ever again. I'm not risking it."

"You really love him, don't you?" He giggles like an infatuated tween and his dimples deepen. "How did you two meet?"

"It's a long story."

"I've got time."

"It was the first day of football practice,"

"You play football?"

"I used to," his face becomes gloomy for a second. "Anyway, as I was saying, it was the first day of football practice and I forgot my training stuff so he lent me his extra shorts and to cut things short, I never brought my training bag ever again so that I could use my lack of suitable training shorts to talk to him."

"Slut!" I laugh.

"That was way before college, we were kids then." Harry chuckles.

"I didn't know you two knew each other before university."

"There's a lot of things you don't know."

"Like what?" I ask out of genuine curiosity.

"That's another story for another time."

We spend the rest of free period just talking and it's funny how easy it was to talk to him. I didn't have to think twice of what to say and words just came out naturally. I tell him about my obsession with Niall and it turns out he watched his videos as well. He admitted that if he weren't so in love with Louis, he'd probably be as obsessed with Niall as I was.

"I have to leave for class, but I can swing by your place later to help you choose an outfit for the party if you'd like."

"Thanks, Harry. That'd be nice."

I get up and follow him out of the alley. We split ways and I hear people murmur as I pass by and get suspicious looks from left and right. I guess they thought Curly and I hooked up or something. I go to my next class and when I sat down, I felt more at ease in the sea of people. Time flies by and the next thing I know, I was bound for my last class of the day.

Niall sat in front again. He wore his signature snapback and Ms. Ainsworth indirectly scolded him for it. He kept it on anyway. I don't know if he didn't know he was being scolded for it or he just didn't care if he did. Either way, I'm glad he kept it on. He looked hot in snapbacks.

The class ends and I walk back to the dormitory. I knew I was alone but I suddenly got a weird feeling that I was being watched. It bothered me for a little while but eventually, I just shrugged it off. I take a few clothes out of the closet but the doorbell rings before I could bring them to the bed.

It must be Harry.