Another shot of love (Harry or Louis love story) [AU]

Chapter 7

-CHAPTER SEVEN: THREE'S A CROWD-

" Slowly, Harry's face approached hers and their lips met, making Shira's heart thump wildly in her chest and she felt like bursting."

"Shira…"

"The girl opened her eyes but found herself staring at the pink ceiling, dizzy and her eyesight, blurry.

There were a lot of things she found odd that day. One, her pillow was of a different scent. Two, why was the sun not up yet, and three, since when did the ceiling become pink?

She closed her eyes, yet again, trying to find answers.

Oh, yeah… she thought, flushing. Last night, I was a real mess and an embarrassment to Harry…

"Shira…" said the voice again.

Shira opened her eyes and stared at the pink view again. Only this time, her eyesight improved and it wasn't the ceiling. She was staring at pink strands. Strands of what? Hair?

Shira shot up and stared at the owner of the voice.

"L-Louis…" she said weakly.

"Shira, let's go home…" Louis said, affection in his eyes.

Shira went numb and couldn't move. "I'm sorry for whatever I did to you. I realized that no matter what happened, it's just you. I love you, Shira Hale. Not Eleanor, you!"

Louis grabbed Shira with both hands and hugged her. "Let's go back, Shira…" he whispered.

No… Shira thought. This has to be a dream! Let me go, please!

Shira's eyes started to water.

"Oi!"

Shira turned to the door to see Harry in the same clothes he wore the night before, looking intensely at Louis. Then, his gaze turned to Shira and he offered a hand to her saying, "Come here, Shira."

Without hesitation, Shira went to Harry and wailed.

"It's okay now, Shira. It's okay." Harry put Shira's face in his hands and kissed her forehead. "Promise me you won't ever leave me."

"I promise." She didn't know why but Shira said it.

Slowly, Harry's face approached hers and their lips met, making Shira's heart thump wildly in her chest and she felt like bursting.

And then… she woke up, flushing.

"Wha-what the heck was that?" she asked herself.

She looked around her.

She was still in Harry's room, on his bed, but no Louis.

Shira heaved a sigh of relief. Just a dream, she thought.

She glanced around even more to spot a sleeping Harry, one of his feet on the couch while the rest of his body laid motionless on the floor.

Shira gave a slight chuckle at the sight and made her way to him. She plucked a leaf from the plant nearby and sat beside Harry, her arm resting on the wooden stool beside her. Slowly, she lowered herself, her face only a few inches from Harry's and planned to tickle his ears with the leaf but stopped.

Harry sure is handsome, Shira thought. I'd bet he's had lots of girlfriends before.

Shira continued to stare at him, when she remembered her dream. Gasping, Shira let out a small shriek. Very small, but enough to wake up the sleeping lad.