Push Me (BoyxBoy)

Quiffy.

~Harry's POV~

As I thought would happen, I had that girl in my bed last night. I can't remember her name for the life of me. (Not that I've tried very hard.) Right after she left, I called my mom. It went straight to voice mail. I would call my dad, but I don't know his number.

My sister is in university, so when I called her and she picked up, she was drunk out of her mind at a frat party. It's not like she would have known who is was anyway, though, I think she blocked my number. When she picked up she said, "Who's this?"  I answered with "Your brother." she almost hung up. I told her, "I just want to know how you are?" I say with a little desperation. "I'm fine, I'm quite drunk at the moment, so I have to let you go."

She hung up quickly, barely finishing her sentence. I sat there on my bed, wondering how long it'll be like this?

~The next day~

I walked into the school seeing Louis by his locker. I strolled up next to him, knowing that his playing hard to get card is running out., it durely has to be. No one can, say no to me forever.

"Hey babe." I give him a cheeky grin.

"Don't call me babe. Hello Harry." He says without casting me a single glance. I frown for practically a split second.

"Oh, don't pretend you didn't like it." I tell him, honestly believing that he enjoys my terms of endearment for him (and half the entire senior class).

"I don't like it, as a matter of fact, I don't to much like you. " He slammed his locker shut with a force I didn't think a pixie looking lad like him could produce. I blink at him, eyes wide with confusion and shock. He looks at me lips pressed into a hard line staring up at me.

"B-but every-" I stop clearing my throat, because for some reason, my voice was an octave higher than usual, and why was I stuttering? "But everybody likes me?" I say it more like a question, not quite understanding how someone could say, they don't like me so calmly, but yet forceful.

"No. No everyone doesn't like you." He furrows his eyebrows, his voice growing rougher.

"Yes they do! You're just playing some fucking game with me, makes me wonder why I keep trying with you! Assholes like you make me want to stay with girls, and girls only!" I yell at him a lot louder than I should have. People staring at me full on and some out of the corner of their eyes. I turn my attention back to Louis and I realize he doesn't look the least bit surprised.

He leans up on his tip toes so he can whisper in my ear.

"And you wonder why I don't want to even be around you." He says slowly backing up and staring at me with such rage-filled eyes. He turns on his heels and I feel my shoulders relaxing and my breath steadying. When did I tense up?

~Couple of hours later.~