Lost in Time (Larry)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8:

Carefully I eat a bit of the cookie and my eyes widen at the chocolaty taste. Back in the future our food is always good but never anything special.

You can have literally everything you want and it is good but it's always the same.

"Wow, they are amazing!", I say, smiling lightly.

"Yeah, I know.", Louis answeres and eats his cookie.

When I look up and see his face I can't help but start laughing. His mouth and cheeks are full with chocolat and even on his nose is a bit of it.

Louis looks at me, silently questioning what I was laughing about.

"You have chocolate all over your face.", I say still grinning madly.

He blushes and tries to wipe it away but fails hopelessly. All he does is make it worse.

"Oh, stop that, Lou! Come here, I'll help you.", I say without thinking and not until he freezes do I realise what I just said.

My hand with the napkin which I picked up before is in the air between our faces.

"What did you just call me?", Louis asks.

"Uh.. I called you L-Lou.", I stutter and my whole body tenses.

What if he doesn't like it? What if he even hates it?

Slowly a small smile climbs up his face and I visibly relax.

"I like it.", Louis says slowly and it seems like it has a deeper meaning for him.

Then I notice that my hand is still inbetween us and I reach out for him and try to wipe the chocolate away. I can see my hand trembling and breath in deeply, trying to calm myself down.

It doesn't work.

When my fingers touch his skin time seems to stand still. I notice how white my skin looks against his and how warm he is.

I quickly wet my lips with my tounge, something I often do when I'm nervous.

His eyes are following my every move and this isn't helping my insecurity.

When I'm sure that all the chocolat is gone I pull back my hand and place it on the table.

Altough I'm not touching him anymore I can still feel the warmth on my fingers and it is one of those feelings which I don't want to give away ever again.

This little touch was so much more than I ever got. I always loved my family and they loved me but it was not to compare with what I feel when I'm near Louis.

How is this even possible? I've known him for maybe an hour. How can I feel this strong about him?

It is like I have known him for years.

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After we finish eating and drinking the waiter comes to our table again and Louis pays the bill.

Usually I would have insisted on paying but as I don't have any money with me I can't do this.

"Thanks, Lou.", I say quietly as we walk out of the café.

He smiles and answers: "No problem."

We go along the road towards the park again. We turn left at a corner and there are many cars on this broader street.

I can't help but stare at the variety of cars. There are black ones, just like in the future but there are also grey, red, blue and even yellow ones.

My gaze abruptly turns back to Louis when he chuckles at my fascination towards the cars. I blush a bit.

'What does he has to think about me? I'm acting totally weird.', I think nervously.

But he doesn't say anything nor questions my behaviour.

So I just try to forget it (which isn't that easy) and we walk on.

We go five more minutes before I can see the park in front of me. It looks beautiful.

But not as beautiful as Lou!

Oh no, where did this thought come from?

He isn't beautiful. Well, maybe a little attractive. Okay, scratch the 'little'. He is really overwhelmingly attractive.

I'm so engaged with my thoughts that I don't realise Louis is talking to me until he taps my arm lightly.

I let out a little scream and immediately turn my head so that I'm facing him. He starts laughing and then says: "Nothing to worry, it's just me. You don't have to be scared."

I breath out quickly, trying to calm down and it actually works until he grabs my hand and pulls me into the park.

Once again I feel the sparks which are caused by his touch.

Louis stops and turns so that he is facing me before asking the previous question one more time: "Where are you going now?"

I freeze.

He is right. How am I going to come back into the future?

And what about my dad? Does he know that I'm gone?

How could I not think about this?

I can feel the panic flooding over me and I start pacing around to nervous and frightened to stand still.

What will Henry think when I don't come back?

How the hell am I even going to come back?

The panic increases and I don't hear that Louis trys to talk to me and calm me down. I don't even realise that he is here.

What am I going to do?

Suddenly I get a headache and feel a bit ill. In my head everything starts turning and then I can see the familiar shadows dancing through the air.

They surround me and when I reach out to touch them I feel like I'm falling down a high cliff just to be pushed up again.

My vision gets unclear and I feel the urge to close my eyes so I do it.

The last thing I see is the shocked face of Louis.

My beautiful Lou.

Then everything goes black.