After Light

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by niallhor4n

by niallhor4n

LOUIS'S POV

"Are you sure you love him?"

"More than anything in the world."

I leave them. Contacts saved in my phone. They offered to give me a lift, but I lied, saying I didn't live too far away. All I wanted was for some time to relax. I get home in the end, the house empty and quiet. I take a hot bath, the rose petals in the bag filling the bathroom. It was amazing. I just wanted to relax, and what better way to do it?

Downstairs, I heard a car door. Knowing it was Harry, I climb from the bath, draining it. I dry myself, wrapping the towel around my stomach and walking down the hall. Out of the corner of my eye I can see Harry, but I couldn't care less. I let him know I'm angry. I slam my bedroom door shut, locking it.

In my draws, theres underwear. On my floor, my crumpled sweats I wore last night. I put them both on. Now what? I think. I grab my iPod from my desk, plugging the earphones in and hitting shuffle. The song Beautiful by Akon comes on, and I began to loose my train of thoughts about Harry. In fact, I even go out of my room. I head downstairs, it's fairly late but I was hungry.

My fingers stretch open the fridge door, and I find a bunch of bananas. Obviously Harry's. Deciding against it, I grab the milk and head over to the counter. Taking a clean glass, I pour it. "You know you can eat the food that's in the fridge," Harry said from the arch way. "I buy it for us,"

I guzzle the last of my milk down, and walk over to the sink. Harry joined me, his height over me as he takes the cup from me. He began washing it. "I get you're mad at me, Lou," he breathed out, turning the tap off.

I step back as his arm brushed against my chest when he puts the cup on the drying rack. "The silent treatment, Lou?" He said. I bite the inside of my cheek, wondering if I should answer or not. Don't bitch it, Louis, I think. "It's late, you should get some sleep," he said, walking straight past me. I sigh heavily, following him and turning the light on. We both head up the stairs.

"Bye." I mumble before walking into my room. I rip my earbud from my ear and sit my iPod on my desk. My eyes flicker towards my laptop and I boot it up. It took a bit, but finally, the internet opens up.

Facebook I type, clicking the link. I hadn't logged out from before. My eyes scan who was online.

Two can play at this game...

Meet up tomorrow? -Louis