All over again (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 3

(Louis P.O.V.)

  I was taking a shower and finally finished after thinking about life, and what I'm going to pursue as a dream. I was also wondering when my roommate was going to get here. I swear I heard a door open or maybe I was just imagining, so I just shrugged my shoulders and started singing. Once I was done I put a towel around my waist and opened the door to walk out.

  I bumped into this guy who was carrying his clothes. "What the hell?!" I screamed. He tried apologizing but I just told him to save it. I apologized to him instead and I introduced myself. He too introduced himself as Harry Styles.

  He then quickly grabbed his clothes and began to hang them. I grabbed my phone and began to text Eleanor. "Hey El it's Louis,  sorry I couldn't call you today I have to go to this stupid tour around the campus."

  I knew that it wasn't that stupid because I was going with Harry. He seemed really kind and there's just something about him that- why am I saying this I'm not gay. Maybe it's just a small phase I've always been curious..so. Nah what am I saying. 

  He asked me something but in my mind I was still thinking about this whole gay phase. I realized how silent it got so I answered yes. I may be going crazy but I think he just smiled a bit.  He quickly tried to hide it so I wouldn't notice but I was pretending to look at my phone.

  Why is this boy so happy that he's coming on a dumb tour with me? Does this mean- no Louis don't get ahead of yourself.

(Later that night)

  Me and Harry were getting ready to head out and soon start to tour the place. We both made sure we had our phones just in case someone got lost we could just call each other. Earlier we had exchanged numbers because of this reason.

  Harry had told me that he heard there was a tea place and a café here. I was a bit thirsty so we decided to look for either of the two. During our walk my hands were getting a bit cold and Harry started to notice that too.

  Harry grabbed a pair of gloves from his pocket and handed them to me. "Here, you need them more than I do", he said with a smile. I thanked him and took them from his hands before exchanging a smile back. While we were walking Harry's phone got a text, he looked at it with a horrified look on his face.

  I tried looking to see who it was, and managed to catch the name dad. I don't get why he would be so horrified. Shouldn't he be happy his dad is checking up on him? Harry nervously tried putting his phone back in his pocket with a shaking hand.

  It was so bad that Harry even dropped his phone. I knelt down to grab it but he quickly reached out his hand, causing some bruises to show, and picked up his phone. "S-sorry I'm a bit clumsy" he said.

  I looked at him with confusion and concern wondering why his arm was covered in bruises. I was going to ask but I didn't want to be rude just asking. I had to take the chance because this was very serious and I needed to know what sick person would do this.

  "Hey, what happened to your arm?" I asked very concerned. He didn't answer, so I asked again. He looked around until he finally answered, "I uh hit my arm on my car door." I looked at him with suspicion because I didn't buy the lie.

  I nodded and said, "oh" before continuing to walk down the sidewalk. Why would he lie to me, I mean it was so obvious. Maybe he doesn't trust me yet because we just met.

  Later, we finally arrived at the café because we couldn't find the tea place. We got there and we met a nice lad named Niall. He was an Irish lad that went to college here and got a job at the café so he can pay his way through college.

  The image of Harry's bruises just kept appearing in my head. I tried to forget about it but I just seemed to be so worried and concerned. I ordered a french vanilla coffee and Harry did too. I guess we have one thing in common so far.

  We sat down and began to get to know each other. As Harry was telling me all about him I seemed to be more and more interested in him. This was a bit odd because if Eleanor started to talk about her life I would get so bored. But not with Harry,  I just seemed to want to know more and more about him.

  When I would say something funny he would giggle. He looked so adorable when he giggled, his cute little dimples would pop out and his smile. There's just so much to say about his smile. He had perfect teeth and the way his dimples came out when he would laugh. It was just perfect. Wait- why am I saying this, I'm not gay. I mean I can't be can I?