Polar Opposites

Chapter 20

It's already February. Just weeks away it'll already be March, then April, and May, leading to graduation.

Today's Valentine's Day, and this year I'm not sure if I'm in the same boat as every other year. Me and Harry have continued to study, and have our occasional fun. We still haven't had sex. I haven't asked him, and he hasn't tried anything.

We have stayed professional, spending our hour everyday to study and act as if we don't know each other in the school halls. It's nice actually, being treated as a stranger in public but then feeling his body, the hunger, and be apart of a dirty little secret.

Me and Lou plan our usual Valentine's Day. We meet at one or a others house, order a shit ton of take out, watch movies, and occasionally go out for icecream.

It's a Wednesday, taking away from any chance of parties, and still needing to go to bed decently early to be ready for another day tomorrow.

I continue to work hard, keeping my status up and my goals set.

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"This pizza is so fucking good." Lou bites into his fourth piece. He lays on my floor, staring at the ceiling and listening to music. I finish my Chem homework, taking a deep breath and taking another bite of my slice. The cheese is still hot, slightly burning my tongue.

My phone buzzes, causing Lou to sit up and give me a death glare.

"I swear to God if that's him asking you to suck his dick real quick in your drive way and be on your way I'm going to fucking scream." He's already shouting, and I can't help but laugh, knowing he's serious. His blue eyes pierce me; and I smile, giving him his answer. He asks me to hang out tonight, telling me 'he needs help on homework.' Bullshit, we finished it earlier today.

"Nicole..."

"Lou I'm not going to, it's us tonight!" He nods his head, ignoring my slight disappointment. I've learned to play off me and Harry's.. relationship? Quite well. I make it seem I'm enjoying the ride, having fun and sticking to our deal. I feel Louis thinks I'm in love with him, setting myself up for heartbreak and disappointment, when part of me truly believes things are different, he's different. Harry is stern, very set on our deal and what he wants, but when he's with me, he's gentle. He's different around me, showing me a side he hasn't shown anyone, giving me respect and hope he may feel more toward me than we agreed on.

*cant, have plans. Rain check?*

"Is his dick big?" I choke on my bite, looking at Lou with his serious face, his head tilted as he waits for my answer. I can't help but laugh at his bluntness, something that still surprises me after years of friendship. I begin to blush.

"Common, tell daddy. Is it big? Did you choke on it? Did his cum taste good?" I'm mortified by his question, but laugh hysterically at his curiosity.

"It's nice." I smirk, continuing to eat my pizza, seeing his anger build up.

"That's it? NICE?! That's all your going to give me!?" I shush him, knowing my brother is just across the hall. He looks at me with questioning.

"Wait, your telling me Niall doesn't know? Anything?" I shake my head, keeping my head down.

"Nicole if he doesn't even tell his best friend, that's fucking sad."

"Your also forgetting it's his best friends sister.." I think of this often. My hopes of Harry changing is always contradicted with him keeping me as a secret, people knowing me as nothing more than his tutor.

"Lou, are you secretly in love with me, is that why you hate Harry so much?" I smile as I say it, but am secretly serious. Harry has asked me numerous times if me and Lou have or even been a thing, and I denied it. I can't help but wonder if he does. Ever since he dated Olivia back in freshman year, he hasn't mentioned dating, or being involved with anybody. Other than his "hot date" on New Years, someone I never heard of again.

"I mean, of course I love you. Your my fucking soulmate, but no, I'm not jealous. I...I don't know. I think I just need to figure out what I want in life and who I want it to be with. Honestly, dating a guy sounds more fitting for me than a girl." I smile slightly, not sure how he wants me to react to his honesty.

"I don't blame you, after hearing about how wonderful Harry's dick is, I'd be gay too." I jump when he dramatically screams out a laugh, followed by a very serious face. I slide down my bed, scooting next to him, leaning against my bed.

"You know I love you regardless, right?" He nods, wrapping his arm around me, pulling me close.

"And if we're both single and lonely by the age of 35, I'll marry you and carry your children." He smiles.

"Let's hope they get your genes instead of Nialls." We both laugh, continuing to eat pizza and listening to music.

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"What about this one?" I hold up a teal floor length dress, and by the crunch of Lou's nose, I know he hates it. Prom is just months away, and I've barely had time to look. Harry's promise is something that hasn't been mentioned since New Years, but being valedictorian, I'm expected to attend prom, and crown the king and queen.

"Shit it's fucking still March, are they really too cheap to put a little heat on in this bitch." Lou says this a little too loud, causing glares from shoppers. I smack his arm, but all he does is shrug. I hold a few dresses in my arms, the weight being a bit too much. I tell Lou I'm going to try them on, he nods, following me and taking a seat outside the dressing room.

I let out a sigh in the changing room, finding something wrong with each dress. Ones too short, while another is too long. Another gives my stomach the appearance that I'm pregnant, and another's color just gets uglier the more I look at it. I step out in my last one, a black mermaid style gown. The top is silver, cupping to my sides and pushing my chest up slightly, showing a classy amount of cleavage. I refused to show Lou the other ones, but this one I feel is the best it's going to get.

The sparkly top brings glamour and distinction to the plain black bottom. The cut on the leg reaches up mid thigh, teasing at my recently shaved legs.

I zip up the dress, making sure to not trip on the long silky fabric as I open the door, causing Lou to look up.

"MY BEST FRIEND IS A FUCKING SMOKE SHOW!" I jump, covering my face as people stare. I grow a little annoyed, knowing Lou never fails to make me laugh, yet humiliate me at the same time.

"You look beautiful Nic." I smile, as he stands, giving me a hug and taking in my appearance.

I nearly have an aneurysm from the total cost of the dress and shoes, nearly draining my bank account.

"It'll be worth it, Harry's a lucky guy." I smile at Lou'a comment as we step outside the building.

I just hope he means it, and not saying this to make me feel better.