One Of Her Students.

Chapter TwentyThree

The next ten minutes mostly consisted of Louis telling Harry that everything was going to be okay. Louis got up quickly to get dressed and to brush his teeth then he spent the rest of the time until the doorbell rang cuddled up against Harry. His fingers played in his hair as he mumbled a few I love you's and Everything will be fine. Harry just laid there and let Louis comfort him because he honestly needed it. His heart was pounding, he didn’t think he could do this. He wanted to cry just thinking about being face-to-face with the person who killed Aiden, his best friend, and the first person that he truly ever loved. He hated that Louis had to deal with him crying so much but it was mostly because this was all he’s been holding in for the past 2 years. He never had anyone to talk to about any of this - except for Niall, but he didn’t tell Niall everything. And he didn’t have Niall for the full two years because he had pushed him away. 

The two of them sat in a peaceful silence. Louis was leaning against the headboard of the bed and Harry was in between his legs, his head was on his chest. His eyes were closed as Louis continued to run his fingers through his curls. He flinched when the doorbell interrupted their moment.

Louis moved slowly out of the bed, Harry mimicked him. Harry reached for Louis’ hand shakily as they made their way to the door. Before Louis opened it, he glanced at Harry as if to see if he was okay. Harry gave him a nod, sucking in a deep breath as Louis proceeded to open the door. Louis’ eyes met John’s immediately but he shifted them quickly to Eleanor. Harry avoided looking at John’s taunting eyes. He looked at Eleanor, giving her a small smile, before turning back to Louis. Louis met his eyes and smiled. They all walked back into the living room where a few of Eleanor’s boxes were scattered. They didn’t have a real plan. The only thing that they knew what was going to happen was that they were somehow going to bring it up and see how he reacted. They didn’t even know if it would work but they were going to try. 

Louis, who kept his hand intertwined with Harry’s, walked over to their couch. He sat down and brought Harry with him. They could see Eleanor glancing at them, obviously a bit uncomfortable because of the PDA displayed between her ex boyfriend and his current boyfriend. But she honestly thought that they were sweet together, she just didn’t work well with watching her exes with someone else. 

"So how long have you guys been.." John trailed off, glancing at Louis and Harry as he continued to mess with the box on the floor. 

Harry and Louis looked at each other, small smiles played on their lips. “I’m not really sure..” He glanced at Harry. Harry knew what he meant. That he didn’t know when he should start to judge the time that they were actually together. After they first kissed? After he broke up with Eleanor? “More than a month I guess?” Louis answered, looking back at John. Eleanor’s small smile had faded because she came into realization that they had been together while her and Louis were dating. 

Eleanor cleared her throat awkwardly, causing John to glance at her. “Oh.. Well congrats I guess.” He mumbled, picking up one of the few boxes and walking outside to put it in his car.

As soon as he was outside, Louis turned back to Harry. “You alright? Yeah?” He smiled a bit.

Eleanor watched the way that Louis fingers were playing on his skin absentmindedly. Harry gave him a small nod as a sweet smile appeared on his face. They both watched each other for a few seconds almost like they forgot that Eleanor was in the room. They both turned and looked at her at the same time, “What’s your plan?” Louis asked.

"Don’t worry, I’ve got it." She answered, smiling a bit, "You guys are cute by the way."

Harry and Louis both gave each other another small glance, “Thank you.” Louis murmured, smiling at her.