Oblivious [stylinson au]

1.5 ➸ fifth entry

fifth entry

She’s always here. Always.

I thought Louis said she lives in another town. Shouldn’t she leave to wherever she originally belongs instead of lounging in the flat and having cuddles with Louis? It’s really sickening. I just pretend to adore them but to be honest, it makes my heart break.

But at least they’re not ‘boyfriend and girlfriend’ yet. Well, that’s what I know. I know Louis will tell me if he wants to ask her to be his girlfriend. I am his friend. I should know this before it happens.

  

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“Harry,” The curly haired boy heard his flat mate called him from outside his door.

Harry quickly hid the journal by putting it in one of the drawers of his bedside table. “Come in.” He said once he had gotten rid of the journal and his pen.

“Hey.” Louis greeted with a smile after getting inside of Harry’s bedroom. He sat on Harry’s chair by his desk and he played with the hem of his oversized jumper.

“So uh, how’s work?” Harry asked to start a small talk. It was unusual for Louis to be so quiet when he comes into Harry’s bedroom. Usually there’s a reason why he goes to see Harry in his bedroom. So, Harry guessed maybe Louis has a problem about his work.

Louis sighed deeply and pinched the bridge of his nose, “This is going to be a tad bit odd but . . .” He met his blue eyes with Harry’s green ones, “Do you like El?” Once he saw the confused look on Harry’s face he rephrased the question, “I mean, do you like her as a person?”

This is the time to come clean and say how I dislike El, Harry thought. He was about to voice out that thought but there was this hopeful look on Louis’ face. Even though Eleanor may have taken Louis away from him, she wasn’t evil. “Yeah, she’s nice.”

A smile appeared on his flat mate’s lips, “That’s uh, that’s nice to hear.”

“Why did you ask, Lou? Any specific reason?” Harry tilted his head to the side as he questioned.

“Nah, nothing for you to worry about, lad. Just, well, let’s just say she might be sticking around here for a long while.” Still with a smile etched on his lips, Louis stood up from the chair and left the room.

Harry didn’t know if he should worry about the situation or just classified it as irrelevant.