The Summer '09 (boy x boy)

(Chapter 14) - Inner demons.

Early Note: I, apologize that this actual update took so long, like I intended to update it during the break, but it took some motivation and thinking more about the actual elephant in the room and the plot that surrounds it. This one tends to begin developing that starting level of angst, and actual frustration that was never brought up from the start. Louis' attitude development tend to be a bit more.. developed than most, but you'll probably notice that as the chapters pile up.

Anyways, I really hope you guys'll enjoy this rather late update, and thank you for being patient with me :) .x

Harry

"Why is it that you always pull that face every time you look at me? Did I do something wrong Mast--"

"No, you did nothing that would upset me.. Absolutely nothing just..." I chewed nervously on my lower lip.

Louis quirks an eyebrow. "Just?"

I shook my head, smiling sadly at him, while taking a quick sip of my morning cuppa.

"And that one too... Why do you keep making those faces? Master, do I make you uncomfortable? If so, tell me, I'll--"

"No, nonono Louis.. Just, not feeling well s'all." I lied, trying my hardest to at least shrug naturally.

It wasn't that I meant to pull those faces, but ever since yesterday, Louis had treated yesterday, like it never happened, which was strange, because me and Niall were just sorta acting natural and he bolts off towards the guest bed--his bedroom, avoiding the both of us like the plague till the next day.

I didn't know whether to be pleased or displeased, because I wasn't sure if we're making the least bit of progress that I was going for when I promised him new memories.

Part of me thought that he just didn't want to get in the way, but the other reflects a more selfish approach, or at least hoped that he was jealous, and that he didn't want to see what was unravelling in front of his eyes. But then again, who would ever think that about someone like me?

I told Niall about what happened and he couldn't do anything but shrug. He wasn't exactly familiarized by this whole rejuvenation mumbo-jumbo thing with Louis' instant revival by the works of an asteroid, which to me sounded awfully sketchy. Liam really wasn't one to lie, but his theory was a bit questionable, which for some reason made me tuck in the idea on the back of my head in case I needed it for some further researching.

He couldn't exactly voice out what he really wanted to say, because he knows that the thought will trigger the monsters that still, somewhat lurked beneath the surface, their sharp talons anticipating my next downfall. They knew that if I come close to cracking, they'll surely pounce in the next waking moment. Niall understands.

Anyways, Louis and I had been awake for roughly an hour, and to my surprise, silence were one of the most occurring things to happen so far and I'm not exactly sure how to approach the whole idea. When I had asked him about it, he merely shrugged, claiming that he preferred to not stand in the way of me and Niall, which I think was complete and utterly bs, but who was I to judge someone I barely even knew...? Well, I did know him, once, but I'm not even sure if the pieces will fall back into place like the last time; I'm not even sure if he'll feel the same way anymore.

"Master--"

"Harry."

"Master Harry I--"

"No." I shook my head frustratingly. "Harry, call me Harry instead of Master."

The boy looked baffled, hands that were previously fiddling with a loose thread on his--my jumper now frozen in place.