My Cinderella (l.s) [COMPLETED]

XXI. Louis

I'm so sorry that the updates are late and stuff, but I've been as busy as a twelve year old could be. Blame it on the writer's block every time I start writing. I just sit and ponder on life for a while before writing bs and drifting away from my original plot.

I basically killed myself.

Should I delete the book?

Nah.

Dedication to darlingkinglou! You guys should really comment more often. I feel a bit sad these days and those cheer me up. I'm not forcing you too, though. Do what you wanna.

Just hold on to the story, feathers. x

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It was just a normal Friday at my house, Harry and I were sitting on a carpet in my living room, enjoying the rest for the day before he had to go home. We had been a lot closer since the start of the year. Thank goodness Niall bought me a shoe that day, and that I was a clumsy person.

"Hey, Haz," I spoke as he threw the dice. We were playing a game of Snake and Ladders. Needless to say, I was winning because there was one particular dark purple snake that hated Harry sp much. Every time he got around forties, the snake wouldn't let him pass, so he fell back to five.

"Shush, Lou. I'm trying to concentrate here," Harry replied. He kept blaming me for his lost, saying that I was so cute and too much of a distraction.

Me being me, I just took it as a compliment. Harry couldn't state a full sentence of mockery to save his life. He was too nice for his own good.

Harry threw the dice and closed his eyes. "What is it? Don't tell me it's six, please just don't tell me it's six," he pleaded with all his heart that it hurt mine.

I pursed my lips. "I'm so sorry, Haz," I apologized. He opened his eyes and sighed, moving his small, blue person to the fifth box. Harry looked so, genuinely sad that it took all of it in me to not just hug him.

I would, but last time we got close to each other, we almost-kissed. Sure, it wasn't awkward even after that, but I didn't want him to be mad at all. We haven't even gone to our second date yet. I only wanted to kiss after the third one.

That's just nonsense.

Yeah, I know that, too. I sighed in my mind, I was just too much of a coward. I didn't even have enough courage to talk to Harry in the first place if it wasn't for Niall's present.

"Lou," Harry called, waving his hand in front of my face. I raised my eyebrow as if asking what? "It's your turn," he reminded.

I nodded slowly, grabbing the dice and throwing it into the air. I watched as the dice fell onto the carpet and rolled for a few times before stopping at two. I gave Harry an innocent smirk as I moved my tiny red person to the FINISH square.

Harry frowned deeply before standing up. "I don't wanna play anymore. You've won seven times," he said with a pair of crossed arms, making me smile.

"Sure. So, what do we do now?" I asked, standing up with him. I've been a bit cautious with Harry because lately, he seemed a bit angry with something. I wished he trusted me enough to tell me about this thing he was bothered about.

Harry shrugged. He put the Snakes and Ladders game back to the box where it belonged and then to the rack. I felt bad for always letting him do all the cleaning stuff, especially since it was my house and he was supposed to feel welcome in it, but I had been like that in forever. Leaving things behind broken and unclean.