The Change {Louis Tomlinson~AU~PUNK~}

Chapter 11: I Don't Know How To Tell Her prt:1

*LOUIS' POV*

Instead of driving home I decide on driving to Harry's. House.

I'm halfway to my house.

I do a U turn and start driving to Harry's.

On my way it starts to rain.

When I get there I get out of my car and walk to the front door.

I take a deep breathe and knock.

Nobody answers.

I knock harder.

I hear foot steps.

The door opens, revealing a sleepy Harry.

"Why do you come nocking at my door at 12 in the morning?" He asks in a raspy voice.

He rubs his eyes.

"I need help." I reply.

He nods and moves out of the way.

"Do you mind putting on some pants, please." I say. I cover my eyes from him and his boxers.

He starts laughing.

He walks into his room and puts on jeans.

He sits down on his bed and folds his hands.

"So, what is it?" He asks.

I nervously look around the room.

"Come on, tell me." He says, with a cheeky smile.

"It's to embarrassing." I reply.

"You can tell me anything." He says.

I let out a big breathe.

"I'm falling." I mutter.

"What do you mean by falling?" He asks with a puzzled face.

"I'm falling for someone, but I don't know how to tell her." I say.

I look down to the ground while sitting in a chair.

"Since when have you started liking someone? You usually use girls." Harry says.

I glare at him.

"And who is this mystery girl?" Harry asks with a hilarious face.

I laugh.

"Not telling you." I say.

"Come on. You can tell me anything. Were friends aren't we, hell, were more like brothers." Harry says.

I sigh.

"Jesse." I mutter.

"Who?" Harry asks, leaning forward.

I angrily grumble and say, "Jesse Cooper." I lightly yell. I roll my eyes.

Harry gasps.

"How? When? WAAAAAT?" He raises his voice at the end.

I roll my eyes, again.

"I don't know. It's like I got hooked to her like a drug." I say.

His eyes are wide.

"I mean, yea I guess she's pretty but she is bad for your reputation." Harry says.

"I DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THAT SHIT!" I yell.

Harry leans back raising his hands like he's surrendering and says, "sorry."

"Just help me. How do I tell her?" I ask.

"Why don't you just out and tell her?" He asks.

"BECAUSE! I'm to afraid of what her response will be." I shout.

"Sorry. Why not ask her to go on a walk with you? You should take her to park at night when nobody will be there and then you guys can talk." Harry says.

I nod.

"Thanks." I reply.

"Well, when you're done you come back here and tell me what happens." He asks.

I nod and stand from the chair.

"Bye, and thanks again." I say.

"Bye." He replies.

I walk to my car and hop in.

It's 1am so I'll go to her house again I guess.

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When I get there I park my car and hop out. I climb over the fence and the wall.

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Sorry that this chapter is short.

But it is part 1.

To be continued