Blinded Horizons [L.S.]

Chapter Four

People tended to be predictable beings for the most part.

If you were at least familiar with the way a person reacted to certain situations or picked up on certain quirks about him, being able to hypothesize what they’d do when given new information or placed into a new situation would be fairly easy.

Due to how effortless it was to do this with anyone, Harry didn’t even take much pride in this skill.

He had doubts that it could even be considered a skill.

Anyone could do it without much talent or knowledge.

It didn’t take brains to know that if you presented a loose woman to an attractive man the results would more than likely be sexual intercourse or that if you told a person that usually held a pessimistic view on life that his friend passed away, he wouldn’t shed tears.

It was common sense at the most, just a bit more in depth.

That brought him back to Louis…

Louis was something else entirely.

Harry knew from the moment he decided he’d withhold the information Nick had given him that he’d receive nothing but negative feedback. He had accepted that fact because he assumed he knew Louis enough to predict how their encounter would have gone.

His expectations had foreseen Louis lashing out but he hadn’t foreseen the whole ‘silent treatment’ thing coming about.

How old was Louis anyways? Five?

It made him inwardly cringe just thinking about it.

The look in the prince’s eyes when he’d stared Harry down on deck earlier had been chilling. That wasn’t the normal aggravated expression that Harry had been so used to seeing whenever he made an off comment to get a rise from the royal… The expression he’d been given was completely hostile and full of anger.

After Louis had tossed his coat into his arms and thundered away fuming, Harry was left to watch him stomp away angrily.

His thoughts began circulating in confusion on where his mind had gone wrong in not predicting that outcome.

Louis wasn’t supposed to get that mad at him.

Louis wasn’t supposed to stomp off in rage.

Louis was supposed to trust him and his judgment on things even after a bit of arguing.

Harry was human and he knew that as much as he wanted to be right all the time, he couldn’t be. He’d done more than his fair share of mistakes but when it came to this, something that wasn’t moral but rather logical in nature, he couldn’t believe he’d been wrong.

How did he go wrong with Louis, he had no idea.

As he worked around on deck for a remainder of the afternoon, the topic still lingered on his mind.

If this were to turn into a repeat of when Louis had first began avoiding him, he wasn’t so sure what he could do about it this time. It’d be a while before he’d be pushed out of his shell and forcibly put in a situation where interaction with Harry was inescapable seeing as their course to actually sight land wouldn’t be for a few weeks or so.

Just the thought of not being able to speak to Louis or being the harsher side of emotions for a few weeks threatened to make his skin crawl. They only had a few months together and it’d be a complete and total nightmare if a fraction of this time was spent with them on bad terms.

He knew that regardless of everything, Louis would forgive him at some point over this.

The thing that bothered him was that he didn’t know when this would be.