Forever and Always x

Awkward...

I get a huge stare from Harry when I walk out of the bathroom. Looking around uncomfortably, I hurry off into the spare room under Harry's watchful eyes. I shut the door and quickly get changed. when I walked back out again he was still staring at me. I look at him weirdly, grabbing my hairbrush from the bathroom and going to dry my hair.

"Stop staring at me" I say plainly when I walk out and he's STILL staring.

"Why should I?" he sneers,

"It's weird"

"You're weird" he sounds about three years old.

"Really, Harry?" I question in disbelief, sitting down on the sofa opposite. I begin flicking through a magazine while he continues to watch me, taking in my every move. He loves that he's winding me up, too. I reach out beside me, my hand clasping a cushion, and throw it at his head.

"Hey! What was that for?!" he throws it back but I catch it.

"I said to stop staring at me!"

"Oooh, who rocked your boat?" he laughs. I raise an eyebrow and go back to reading about the latest of the TOWIE stars to lose weight then put it all back on in a week. It goes quiet in the room and I see Harry out of the corner of my eye smiling smugly, slowly tapping his feet on the floor.

"Sooo..." I begin, "I'm annoying am I?", Harry lets out a loud laugh,

"Oh, so that's why you're so touchy!"

"I'm not touchy!" he nods knowingly, a big grin on his face as he stands up and jumps up on the sofa next to me.

"What you reading?" he peers over my shoulder. I HATE it when people do that too. I try to elbow him away, but he just fidgets then comes closer. "What's that?" he points to a picture on the page.

"I don't care" he frowns, reaching over my arm for the magazine. "Can you not?" I say, leaning over the sofa, holding the magazine out of reach.

"I didn't like that page!" he whines innocently,

"You're not the one reading it!" I shout, he grins again and reaches above me to try and get it out of my hand. He grabs my arm and a giggle slips out of my lips as he drags himself up to get it. "You're not having it!" I cry as he starts tickling me in another attempt to get it off me.

"I think you'll find I am!" he pulls himself up so he's above me lingering, his arm reaching up for mine, our faces centimetres apart. It suddenly goes quiet and we just look at each other. Harry's face softens and his arm gradually drops back down, he's still hovering above me. Well, this is kinda awkward, and I'm a little confused. I hate this guy, yet he is on top of me. Literally, staring deep into my eyes. I can't seem to move at all though, caught in his gaze.

"HARRY? LOTTIE?" I snap out of my daydream, quickly pushing Harry off me and onto the floor, just as Louis walks out of the kitchen.

"OW!" Harry cries, turning and glaring up at me.

"Harry... What are you doing on the floor?" he looks at him a little confused.

"I just... uh, fell of the sofa" he says slowly, thinking the words through. Louis laughs and Harry turns his head, scowling at me as he mouths the words "I'll get you" I raise an eyebrow, choosing to ignore him. He doesn't seem too pleased with me, yet he was lying on me, his eyes glued to mine. Oh well, I doubt it meant anything.

"What did you want us for anyway Lou?" I ask as Harry stands up, limping over to the other sofa dramatically.

"Oh, nothing, just wondering where you were" he grins cheekily. "So, you two getting along now?" Harry and I exchange looks of disgust.

"NO!" we insist in unison. Louis looks at us both uncertainly,

"Oookay then".

"Hey Lou?" I say as Louis starts walking towards his bedroom. He spins around and looks at me, "Do you think you'd be able to drop me off in town in a bit? Just, an old friend's asked to meet up" he stands and thinks it over for a moment.

"What time?" he questions,

"Erm... two?"

"I don't think I can, I've gotta be somewhere, but Harry can drop you off" Harry's head shoots up,

"No I wont, don't volunteer me!" he says almost instantly, sounding stubborn.

"Oh come on Harry!" you've just got to drop her off and pick her up when she needs to you. It's not going to kill you" he says, and the fact that he's starting to sound more adult than Harry and I, is a little freaky.

"He'd kill ME!" I stand up, hate to be rude but, I really don't want Harry taking me anywhere.

"Abby, really? Just let him drop you off"

"I'm sorry but if you think I'm getting In a car with him then you've got another thing coming!"

"DITTO!" Harry holds his hands up, making a big point of stepping away from me, I roll my eyes as does Louis.

"Well, he's taking you Lottie, whatever you say"

"Why do I have to?" Harry moans. Louis sighs, slipping his hands in his pockets,

"Because, I want you two to get along! I don't want you two at each others necks constantly do I?"

"Maybe I shouldn't stay here then" I suggest, harry nods eagerly, grinning, but Louis simply shakes his head.

"You are staying here! I want you to, I haven't seen you in years, you cant just leave again!" I feel a little bad for all of the lost time, but there's nothing I can do. I look at the ground, "So! Harry will get you to town for two and you can try to get along so everybody is happy!" he smiles at us both and sits down. Harry darts a look at me, I sigh and get up again.

"Here, you can read this now, it clearly meant a lot to you" I say awkwardly, handing him the magazine, he wont look me in the eyes, and says,

"Maybe I don't want to read it now"

"Well you can have it anyway" I throw it to him and it hits him on the head.

"Stop throwing things at my head, bitch!"

"Apologise for calling me a bitch and I might" I say calmly. He snorts,

"No chance!"

"Well then" I shrug and walk off to my room.