The Best Days (ON HOLD)

CH 10: Surprise?

 

NOV-13-2013  NIALL'S POV

My phone began to ring which sadly woke me up. Harry's tone was playing. I took the call.

"Hey." I said sleepily.

"Do you mind if we come over?" It was Hope's voice. I loved her. Not in a mushy way but enough to be excited for her visits.

"No. Why are you using Harry's phone?" She had already hung up. I rolled my eyes and went back to bed.

 

Harry's POV

Hope crawled into the passenger seat and Louis kneeled on the floor slightly behind my chair. I started the car and Hope tossed my phone back.

"Can I see it again?" I asked for the tenth time and Hope showed me her new tattoo. It was red around it but I'm sure it would be gone by tomorrow morning. Honestly I found her tattoo childish but I loved it. And she did too. She purposly positioned her arms in positions that were obviously meant to say: 'Look what I got!'. I found it adorable. I found her adorable.

"I was glancing back at Louis who wasn't buckled or at least in a seat.

"Louis get the-" I was going to lash out but Hope wouldn't find my language acceptable. I once knew a man who gave up smoking for a girl and I guess I'll have to rid myself of my language. I guess thats a part of what love is.

Louis crawled back into a seat when Hope screamed my name. I snapped my gaze onto the road and saw we had drifted and were about to go into a ditch. She had her knees pulled up to her chest and her hands tightly gripping her armrests. Her face was red and almost in pain.

"Didn't see that coming." I chuckled.

"We could've been killed." She snapped.

"Sorry." I cleared my throat. "I'll do better." She didn't put her legs down but moved her hands to her seat-belt. I felt horrible for scaring her after knowing what she went through with PJ.

"Harry just watch the damn road next time." Louis scolded. Hope took in a deep breath.

"Is that language necessary?" asked Hope and tilting her head to face me but looked intensely at Louis. I couldn't see what he did but it made Hope happy. She smiled and looked back onto the road with me.

"So no boyfriend?" I asked suggestively.

"No. I don't plan on one for a while." My hopes of her being mine were hung by a string and she had blindly cut it. I frowned and took a left. "You mean you were suggesting that I be your girl?" She asked after realizing what she refused.

"Positions open." I laughed.

"I couldn't picture you being anything more than a friend. Hey Louis, how is Eleanor?" Friend-zoned. I sighed. 

"She's fine."

"When's the next time you two are going out?"

"I don't think there will be another date."

"Omigod you finally proposed?" Hope spilled almost jumping out of her seat if it wasn't for her seat belt.

"No. She... she broke up with me." Our faces sunk.

"Well what the heck? You never told us?" I raised my voice but made sure my eyes never left the road.

"It's her loss!" Louis sassed.

"You gave her an elephant to hug, 6 thousand dollar shoes and how many 'I love You's? How long ago Lou?"

"The day after I came back! If I told anyone people would jump on me and only more hate would flood in!" I briskly let out a puff.