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Harry’s P.O.V
I had been out all day ever since mom had left my room and I had in an inhumanly speed stumbled out of bed to get dressed and ran out of the house. And when I say out I don’t mean out to a bar, drinking. I mean out, walking, going to different coffee shops and just been by myself. I didn’t even bother to go home to any of my friends I trust the most since they’re probably so hung over they can’t even see straight judging by the amount of liquor they drank yesterday. It didn’t really matter anyway, I wanted to be alone.
I took my phone from the front pocket of my brown jacket to check the time. 5.47pm. At the moment I just sat at a bench in a park. No one was around, and it didn’t surprise me at all since the cold September weather is here and a small amount of rain was making me wet and was making everything much darker. I was considering going home, but I didn’t want to meet mom just yet. I knew she would apologize to me, but that doesn’t mean she is less disappointed in me. So I just sat here, trying to decide what to do. Maybe I could crash with Niall after all?
In the dark light I could slightly make out a person coming toward me– or not to me, just walking on the little path beside the bench I was sitting at, and I think I could make out a dog too.
When the duo came closer, I recognize the person as my teacher, Mr. Tomlinson. Of course it would be him. I didn’t really want him to come and ask me stupid things about yesterday or tease me about how he could have got me thrown out or call my mom about it. I don’t need my mother being even more disappointed in me.
“Harry?” I had moved my gaze toward my lap where I was fiddling with my phone in hope of him to not notice it was me, but he did, so I simply looked up at him through my eye lashes and nodded a ‘hi’ before looking down again, hoping he would get the hint to leave me alone. “Are you okay?” Apparently not, I thought.
“Yeah, sure.” I told him, not in the mood for any talk yet. I had barley been talking all day, only when I ordered a coffee or my blueberry muffin.
“You don’t seem okay.” He stated and sat down beside me, putting the shaking dog in his lap. He wrapped his jacket around the dog so it wouldn’t freeze so and put the arm around it.
I shrugged.
I never really lied about my feelings, but I never went to anyone to talk about it either unless someone asked.
“What happened?” He asked me, and did I hear concern in his voice?
“Why do you care? You hate me anyway.” I stated.
He chuckled. “I don’t hate you, I just feel threatened by you.” I turned to look at him with my eyebrow raised.
“Why would you feel threatened by me?”
“I don’t know Harry, that’s what I’m still trying to figure out.”
“You know Mr- Tomli-“
“Louis, Please.” He smiled, I smiled back.
“Louis,” I took a pause and gave him a small smirk. “I’m not dangerous.”
“I know. I don’t even know if it’s actually threatening a feel, but it is something.” He told me. “Now tell me why you seem so down.” He smiled kindly at me.
“My mother hate me.” I stated.
“I’m sure she don’t.” I answered and I rolled my eyes at him. So I told him what happened this morning. I don’t know why I told him. He’s my teacher for fucks sake. But I did, and it felt good. “She doesn’t’ hate you Harry.” He started. “She’s just disappointed, not necessarily in you, but in her self. How she didn’t know what you’ve been up to these two years like you said it had been going on for. It’s such a long time, and I think she just wishes she could go back in time and actually see what you were feeling then, and maybe she could’ve stopped it then and being there for you. Did you say it was at that time she had started to going out with your stepdad too?” I nodded. “Well, I think you maybe felt alone because of that too. You mother wasn’t alone anymore, she had someone, and you didn’t, how I understood it, but it seems like she didn’t understand that so you searched love from some random dudes.” He smiled.
I sighed. He was right. That was exactly how I felt.
“Now, let’s get you in a better mood. Let’s go bowling!”
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So that’s how we ended up in the bowling hall. Only this morning I wouldn’t even have any erotic dreams about being with Louis in a bowling hall, but here we are, not really erotic though, I don’t think how his ass looks so big in the pants he’s wearing counts, but it made me feel a little better than how I had felt earlier today.
Luckily for us, there wasn’t much people here, only two other groups where here. After we had changed shoes and selected a bowling ball each, we started the game.
“I’m really not good a this.” I told Louis. With my long figure, legs, feet and simply everything I was very uncoordinated. “I mean it.”
“You can’t be that bad, and I’ll learn you a few tricks.”
After we both have had or turns three times, Louis had 34 point, while I had four. I was that bad. It was a reason while I didn’t bowl. Louis had tried to help me with everything, giving me a few tricks I could use, helped me hold the ball the right was etc. But nothing seemed to work. It was Louis turn now, and he, of course, got a ‘Spare’, and when it was my turn now, I furrowed my eyebrows, concentrating.
“C’mon Harry!” Louis cheered for me, he had been patient with me so far. I took a deep breath and took small steps, even if Louis tried to tell me that I should be taking longer steps, and swung my arm backwards ready to swing it at the ten pins when the weight from the ball suddenly disappeared and in front of me was only my hand, without the ball. Louis behind me burst out laughing and I confusedly looked behind me to see Louis hunching over, holding his stomach almost crying of laughter. Under his right food was a blue big ball that I clearly recognized as the one I just had in my hand.
Oh dear god.
I must have dropped the ball beind me. This is the most embarrassing thing I’ve ever done in my whole life. My face flushed to a deep crimson red as the other people in here laughed a long with Louis. Not as much, or as loud as him, but the still laughed. But to be honest, I only heard Louis laugh. It was loud, and he really didn’t sound like a 22 year old man, more like a 13 year old girl. It was absolutely adorable that I forgot how I just had embarrassed me in front of all these people.
-
We was now in our second round and I had actually managed to get a Spare, but Louis was still in the lead, with a lot of more points than what I have. And I had not managed to drop the heavy ball again, which I was thankful for. It was my turn now again, and I took longer steps now, like Louis taught me, and swung my arm back, then forward and let it go. The ball was rolling in a fast pace and I bit my lip hopefully. The ball smashed with the pins and all the pins fell down.
I cheered loudly and turned around with my arms up in the air to see Louis cheering with me. He came to me and surprised me by grabbing me by the waist and lift me up in the air.
But what surprised me even more was the lips that got locked with mine a moment later.
I actually got inspired from when i was away bowling a couple of days ago and thought about this scene, and i'm actually pleased with how it turned out! I had so much fun writing in, and i like leaving you at the edge ;)
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