Opposites ~ n.h (rewriting)

Chapter 2(RW)

"So I forgot to ask at dinner yesterday, but I'm a curious little shit so how did you and Louis meet?" I ask Eleanor as we wait for the bus that will take us to university.

"We met through a mutual friend in London. Louis was there for football reasons and I was there to visit Harry and he introduced me to Louis about two and a half years ago." Eleanor tells me, a smile spreading on her face.

Wait. Harry? Does she know Harry? Is that possible? Well, we are all from Holmes Chapel, or at least from a close distance to Holmes Chapel. But what are the odds?

"Luna? Are you okay? You disappeared in your own thoughts for a bit, didn't you?" Eleanor pulls me back to reality.

"Yeah. It's just- that Harry guy, what's his last name?" I ask her. "My childhood friend Harry was living in London at the same time you and Louis met."

"Oh what a coincidence! His last name was Styles I believe. Not completely sure, I haven't seen him in so long." Eleanor says.

Holy. Shit. She's friends with Harry! She's the Eleanor he was always talking about at that time!

"Oh my God that's him." I tell her. "Back then he was always talking about some girl named Eleanor that he met through her mum and how they got along great and that she promised to visit him in London! He was talking about you!" I look at her and she is probably even more surprised than I am.

After a minute of looking at each other with our hands covering our mouths in utter surprise we both burst out in a fit of laughter.

"It's a small world after all." Eleanor sing-songs. (A/N: that Disneyland reference though)

"Jesus. Yeah." I sigh. Suddenly everything come back in flashes. Harry and I's friendship. From the day we met when I was 10 years old to the day he told me he was moving to London for college. We saw each other every single day for 8 years but he was a year older, finished high school earlier than I did and left to London. I was in finals and he was busy living the student lifestyle so we slowly lost contact

"You seem pretty sad all of a sudden." Eleanor remarks as we get on the bus. "Is that because Harry is a touchy subject or?"

"Yeah, he's kind of a touchy subject to say the least."

"So what happened? Please don't tell me you're one of the girls he screwed over because I will literally kill him." She says, laughing a little.

I laugh along with her. "Oh no! I'm not actually." Soon my smile fades away again. "It's just we were best friends before he left for London. I saw him literally every single day for 8 years straight and then boom he went off to college and we kind of lost contact."

"Oh that's too bad. I sometimes still talk to him, I can ask him to contact you if you'd like?"

"Oh no, it's fine really." To be honest, things are not fine. I'm slightly hurt over the fact that he is still in contact with Eleanor but that he was always too busy to talk to me. I guess it's because of Louis that they're still talking and because he was the matchmaker but still, it kind of hurts.

Soon enough the bus arrives at campus and me and Eleanor say goodbye as we both go our separate ways to class. Her lectures are in the building for the faculty of Society whereas mine are in the Life Sciences faculty building.

(A/N i only know how uni works where I am from (Netherlands) so I'm using that school system I have no idea how it actually works in the UK)

I pass the fields again, seeing the blonde guy at the same table as before, again, writing as if his life is depending on it. Before I know it his head shoots up and he catches me staring. Too late to look away, I keep staring, waiting for some kind of reaction. He just gives me a nasty look and goes back to what he's been doing. I shrug it off and go to class.