mostly ghostly

2006

#2006

A whole year passed, actually two, since Harry even properly talked to Louis.

He tried to forget and ignore the boy but that was quite difficult being stuck in the guy's house for all eternity and seeing everything that goes around in the house.

It was definitely hard not to give notice.

It was fairly difficult to ignore Louis last halloween when Harry watched him stare at his drawing of him over and over again until he eventually passed out from the lack of sleep.

Harry thought Louis' memories came back and his state of mind returned from before the therapy but the next day told him otherwise.

As usual, Louis went to school and returned with a deeper sigh and a cluttered mind.

He didn't pay any attention to the drawing of Harry again but spent a lot of time with his mum.

Harry didn't bother to spy on those two for he was feeling too upset over the partial loss of his Louis.

He still thought it was best to stay away; that it was all for the better.

He was doing it for Louis.

Now came the dreaded day, the end of October, and Harry must slink in the shadows and watch the evening unfold.

He was standing by the kitchen, watching Louis assure his mother of his safety and promising of his arrival time.

Harry rolled his eyes.

Louis wasn't a little kid anymore.

He was almost fifteen and surely didn't need a full body shot check up for precaution.

Really now...

"Bye." said Louis, closing the door behind him.

Harry stayed behind for a while, long enough to see Jay's guilt, watering eyes.

As he passed through the door (literally), he was sure he heard Jay sob out an apology.

Harry snorted unmercifully, thinking that she was too late to make amends.

Unbelievable, she really was.

"It's been so long, Tommo..." Niall teased, patting his friend on the back.

Louis rolled his eyes, "we saw each other at school. Today. Or do you have a memory loss, Horan?"

Niall thought for a second and smiled proudly.

"Soon-to-be stepbrother, you mean." corrected Niall.

Of course, Louis smiled back though a displeased twinge snapped in his stomach.

He loved Niall like a brother and now in a few months they'll actually be brothers.

Louis nodded, "yeah, stepbrother..."

"Enough with the cheesy bonding! the party has already started!" exclaimed Zayn, running down the porch with his shoes untied.

A deep sigh escaped from Louis.

How many times must he explain to him?

Just because his sister goes didn't mean he does.

"How many times do I have to tell you? They're not going to let us in, Z. You're only thirteen! I'm fifteen and even I can't get in."

Zayn pouted, thinking of a counter argument but Louis waved him off and began walking towards a house.

In defeat, Zayn trudged on and followed louis along with Niall and Liam.