Okey. This chapter is (also) written by the oh-so awesome TommosFreak. I only edited like two lines so it would fit my idea c;
Harry's POV ;;
Shit, shit, shit! I'M LATE FOR DINNER AGAIN!!! Damn it, Lou's going to kill me. I quickly got into my car, as I heard Niall calling me from behind "We should hook up again!" He said with his big blue eyes looking at me, and his little Irish smirk across his lips. He had nothing but boxers on. His pale skin was covered with hickeys and bite marks all over. Yes, I did that to him, nothing to be ashamed of. "I don't think so, it's against my rules" I said with a slight wink before taking off. I told him that last time, but here we are again. He was just too good to let go off. He was the one who won the X-factor, so he had to be good.
As I parked in front of the apartment that I shared with Louis, I looked in the rearview mirror and fixed my curly hair, my shirt and put on some of my cologne. Making sure everything was right so Louis wouldn't find out. It's not that I don't want to tell him, I just don't want to hurt him. Besides, I don't think he'll actually find out, he loves me too much to disbelief me. For a moment there, I felt a slight shot of guilt running through my veins, but I just shook it off and got out of the car. Walking to the apartment as I adjusted my jeans and shirt, yet again.
Getting inside, I was about to call for Louis, when I saw the candles and petals everywhere. I smiled a bit. He always did these kind of stuff when we would be spending some time alone. Soon, my smile turned into a smirk, as I closed the door making a slight noise, to let him know I'm here. I walked forward and saw the dinner that he made. Oooh, Tacos! They look so delicious, he must've spent a lot of time doing those. The thought of that alone made me want to see my Boobear. I looked around and saw that the candles led to the bedroom, a smirk laid upon my lips as I slowly walked over there.
I opened the door slowly, and looked around. A slight frown appeared on my face when I didn't see him. Was he hiding from me or something? I was about to leave when I saw the small note stuck on the mirror. I walked over to it and held it in my hand as I read it;
' Harry, I hope you had fun with your friends. Don't worry I'm not angry.
I just went out with Eleanor, she insisted and you know how she is sometimes..
You can eat the Tacos without me, and don't wait up (:
-You boobear xox '
I sat at the edge of the bed, shocked. He...left? Without telling me? He didn't wait for me to get home? That wasn't like him. I felt a sharp pain inside, as I read the note over and over again. 'You can eat the tacos without me'? He never lets me eat unless he's sitting right next to me on the table (or opposite to me). And 'Don't wait up'? We always go to bed together. How am I supposed to go to sleep without his warmth wrapped around me? I sighed as I crumpled the note and threw it on the bed as I stood up. I guess I brought this on myself, I made him wait too long for one night. I mean look how much he planned for this night. I looked at the bed that had pink and red petals all over it, before sighing.
I didn't even bother to change my clothes as I walked over to the couch, I laid down on it and smelled something nice. I sniffed the coushin a bit....It was Louis' cologne that he always wore, I smiled softly as I closed my eyes. Maybe I was wrong to go with other guys (and girls) when I had Louis. Sure, he was older than me, though he acted much younger, and he prefers to go on dates than get straight to bed, and he would prefer soft and tender kisses, than lustful ones; but I still love him.. My eyes shot up "What?!" I almost shouted. Did I just say/think that I "Loved him?" I mumbled to myself, thinking everything throughly. Maybe I really do, but I'm not like him. I can't show it as easily as he can. But something definitely has to change here.
