Extricate // l.s

9

"Louis? Is that you?"

Fuck.

I slowly turned to see my sister's best friend staring right back at me. She's had a crush on me ever since we moved into our house. She always texts Lottie, asking if I was home. She was a complete stalker.

"Oh, hey, Elkadoor." I gave her a small wave. I knew her name, I just didn't feel like using it.

She frowned. "It's Eleanor."

"Damn." I cursed, taking Harry's large hand in mine in hopes that she would leave us alone.

She took a tiny sip from her Starbuck's cup and looked around, sighing dramatically. She hiked up her denim skirt and unbuttoned the top of her blouse. "Well, I guess I must be going. I see that you're hanging out with a friend." Friend? Ha. "I'll see you around." With that, she turned on her heel and retreated away from us, swaying her hips as she went.

Harry looked at me with widened eyes. "Who the hell was that?" He wasn't mad or anything, just shocked.

"She's one of my sister's friends. I feel that she's only friends with her because of me. She has this huge crush on me." I admitted, toeing at the carpet with the tip of my shoe.

"Hm..." Harry hummed, walking towards the elevator and taking me with him. What did he mean by that?

I decided to keep quiet, not saying a word the whole way down to the lobby. Once we made it out of the hotel, Harry looked around for our next destination. I saw him smile a bit before he tugged me forward towards a tiny building. I smiled immediately when I realized what it was.

A record shop.

We travelled through the aisles of vintage records. Harry and I scavenged through a bunch, showing each other what we each found. He told me to pick out the good ones, saying that he would buy them for me. I felt guilty, not wanting him to buy me things, but I followed his orders nonetheless.

Harry grinned and held up a Fleetwood Mac record. "This was my childhood. Absolute legend." He gushed, tucking it under his arm and continuing his search.

I couldn't help but smile and look for more, just to make him happy again. When we went up to pay, we had dozens on the counter, waiting to be paid for. The bored worker sighed and scanned the items, ringing up the total. Harry took out his wallet and paid the amount easily, shooting the worker a polite smile. He grabbed our bags, and also my hand, before exiting the shop all together.

He looked down at me, giving me one of his signature dimpled smiles. "That was fun."

I smiled back, my eyes crinkling up at the corners. I hated that. "Indeed, it was."

"Now, what other things do boyfriends do?"

Blowjobs. "Blow bubbles in the park?"

Harry laughed loudly at that. It made my heart skip a beat. "You're silly, Lou."