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12th Grade (Senior) -Part Five

Harry's POV

Louis looked like he was about to cry when I looked away from his hopeful face. And even though I loved him, and he was my best friend, he did deserve it.

The noises of the pool seemed to diminish every single time I heard Louis' laugh or yell.

I wanted him to come over and apologize, but instead he was swimming in the pool while Nick did lame jumps off the diving board.

I pushed my sweaty curls away from my face and readjusted my sunglasses on my nose. Why not get a tan and have fun instead of feeling sorry for myself?

So I slowly layed back on the white beach chair, resting my head on back and splaying my legs out. I could feel the hot sun on my pale skin, a bit painful, but also comfortable.

I unrolled my iPod and headphones from my shirt and sighed as a soft instrumental song started playing. I could no longer hear Louis' loud screams or the sound of children squealing as they jumped in the cold pool.

Only violins and piano drifted through my head, and I licked my lips and closed my eyes as I felt myself fall asleep.

***

I woke up when my eyes started burning, and I realized that my glasses had slipped off my head.

"Ow," I winced, squinting my eyes in the bright sun. I checked my phone and decided that I shouldn't go home yet. There was still a little bit of sunlight left.

"You look a bit burnt."

The raspy voice caused me to jump, and I immediately sat up.

"Do I?" I softly ran my fingertips over my forearms, cringing at the stinging sensation.

"You really should reapply. If you even put sunscreen on in the first place," he chuckled.

"Where's Nick?" I asked. "And why isn't he with you?"

Louis' squinted eyes widened a bit, and I felt my heart tremor at the sparkling blue that matched the blue of the pool.

"He went home" Louis said slowly. "He doesn't have to be with me all the time, Harry."

"He's with you more than I am," I mumbled, looking down at my red legs.

I flinched when he gently placed his hand in my hair.

"Don't touch me," I whispered.

He slowly removed his hand from my curls, which probably were a mess. I tried my best to avoid eye contact with him, but eyes were to intriguing not to look at.

"Sorry."

I bit my lip, and I felt like I was about to cry. Why did he affect me like this?

"I thought we were best friends. Not you and Nick."

Louis' eyes widened and I watched his hair mess up as he shook his head wildly.

"No! You're my best friend! Always have been, always will be! Harry, you can't be saying all this. All we did was go to the pool together."

"You know, I wouldn't mind as much if you went and you didn't ignore me the whole time. I was here. And I know you knew it. You waved at me, Louis!"

"You didn't wave back," Louis murmured.

"Well, maybe because I'm expecting an apology."

Louis scoffed, and I was tempted to grab his shoulders and shake him until my old Louis came back.

"You're the one who told me to shut up," he replied.

"And I apologized. In fact I'll do it again. Louis, I am actually really sorry for telling you to shut up. We both know I didn't mean it. I love listening to your voice, I was just really jealous and stressed out. Still am," I huffed, crossing my arms. I looked up in the sky and realized the sun was getting farther and farther away, and they had turned on the lights surrounding the pool.

Louis stayed silent, and I watched as he slowly sat on the beach chair by my feet.

"That tickles," I giggled as he ghosted his fingertips over my toes. And then Louis gave a small, half-smile, and everything felt right for a moment.

"I love you," Louis whispered. Then he bit his lip and I felt a pang in my heart when a tear slid down his cheek. "Please don't be mad at me."

"What is up with you Nick? Why are you so close all of a sudden?" I asked.

"He said he was sorry and he wanted to be our friends again. He knows he was a jerk. And he's really nice. The only reason we keep hanging out is because he keeps asking me to. I'd rather hang out with you."

And maybe it was a mean thought to have, but I couldn't help but wonder if Nick was getting closer to Louis so he could get close to me as well.

It wasn't a secret that he liked me. In fact, every time he was me, he seemed to always be touching me and flirting with me. And I wished that he was doing that with Zayn, who actually liked him.

I decided to tell Louis this, who narrowed his eyes as he went into deep thought.

"Maybe," he finally sighed. "But Nick's a good guy. Trust me."

"You're saying this about the boy who glared at you everytime he saw you."

"I just don't think he's gonna hurt me."

"Louis, c'mon. Are you just going to wait until he rapes you too?"

I regretted the words the minute I said them, and immediately slapped my hand over my mouth.

"Louis, I didn't mean that. I keep saying things I don't mean."

Louis just stared at the pool, more tears brimming his eyes.

"Why are you being so mean to me, Harry? We used to never fight. Ever." He gulped a bit, and I scooted closer to him.

"That's what jealousy does to you," I whispered. "I just don't trust him."

When Louis didn't answer, I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him to my side.

"Fine. I'll give him a chance," I mumbled reluctantly. "But we both have to be careful."

My heart fluttered a bit as a little smile appeared on Louis' face.

It was adorable.

"Why are you so stubborn?" I teased, nuzzling my nose in his cheek.

And then he kissed me, whimpering a bit as I nibbled his bottom lip.

But there was something in my mind warning me, telling me that I shouldn't just forgive Louis.

That I shouldn't trust Nick.

I ignored it, instead I focused on kissing my best friend. Thankfully, the pool was empty due to the darkness surrounding us.

I moaned as Louis pushed right between my legs, rubbing my hands all over his bare chest.

Just as I placed my hands in his hair, a buzzing noise went against my leg.

"Ignore it," I sighed into his mouth.

But he didn't. He pulled back while I blushed in embarrassment, grabbing his phone.

I tried to act nonchalant while I read the text.

Of course. It was from Nick.

Hey babe. ;)

That was all it said, but it was enough to cause me to shove Louis off of me and walk away without a word.

***

Ugh I hate Nick.

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