Okaaaay so this is chapter 4! I can't believe you guys reached my goal! It makes me feel really happy when people actually put in the time to read my story so thank you :')
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Harry's POV:
After me and Louis separate all I can think about is him. His baby blue eyes and how they sparkle whenever I see him. His ink covered skin, a story behind each of the beautiful tattoos etched in his body. And his personality is behind belief, it is just so warm and happy even though he has a dark and depressed exterior. I shake my head trying to get rid of my thoughts. But, they just keep coming back full force. When it's the class Louis and I share, I can feels his eyes on me. Staring at me as if I'm a masterpiece. I hear movement next to me but try to ignore it and pay attention to the teacher.
"You look really good today Harry." Louis says into my ear. His hot breath hitting my neck.
I shiver and just smile at him as a thanks. Why was he complimenting me? I was only in a white v-neck and some skinny jeans. I will admit the jeans were tight. Wait, does that mean he was staring at my ass? I hope not because I'm not really bootylicious if you know what I'm saying. I look to see if Louis is still staring at me, and he is.
"Mr. Tomlinson, I do believe that the board is at the front of the room." Mrs. DaSilva says.
"Why yes it is. But the view is this way" Louis says giving me a wink.
"Louis..." Mrs. DaSilva says putting her hands on her hips.
"Alright, alright." Louis says putting his hands up in defence.
I feel myself blushing and I know everyone is staring at us. I just stare into my textbook hoping that school is almost over.
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The bell rings signaling everyone to go home. I start my walk home actually being able to avoid Matt and Nick. I'm about to turn onto my street when someone taps me on the shoulder. I turn around ready to block myself but end up hitting the person in the face.
"Oops." I say trying to see if the person is ok.
"Hi, thanks for the nose job." Louis says holding his nose.
"I'm sorry I thought you were going to be an axe murderer." I say.
"It's fine um, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the cafe and get some coffee." Louis says looking at the ground.
I'm actually kinda shocked that Louis asked me. I didn't think anyone could like me.
"Umm... ya... sure, I guess." I say lookig at the ground also. Who knew they were so interesting.
"Great! Let's get going then." Louis says about to grab my hand but I flinch and he pulls back his hand.
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Louis' POV:
I can't believe Harry said yes. I honestly thought he would say no. I mean I know it's not a date but it is one step closer to being good friends with Harry. And this will also help me get to know him better. When we get to the cafe I go and get us some coffee and Harry sits down waiting for me.
"One caramel hot coffee for you." I say handing him his drink.
"Thanks." Harry whispers out.
"And one french vanilla hot coffee for me." I say putting down my drink.
I take a sip and look at Harry who is sporting an adorable face at the moment.
"So Harry tell me about yourself." I say putting down my cup.
"Umm, I don't know, uh what do you want to know?"
"Anything, I just want to get to know you." I say.
"Um well I like flowers as you can tell. I enjoy reading, writing, singing, guitar. Uh I love anything nature but I don't like camping. I don't know why...."
Harry continues his story but I get lost in his eyes and his voice. Just love being in his presence.
"Louis?" Harry asks waving his hand in front of my face.
"Sorry love what was that?" I say.
"What about you?" Harry says sipping his almost empty coffee.
"Well I love music, always have, always will. I love tattoos, I love the way they feel when they are being drawn into your skin forever. I like to write also and singing is my passion." I say trying to sum up my life in one sentence.
"That's cool. You good?" Harry asks.
"What, at singing? Um I'm not the best but I guess I'm all right."
I see Harry look around the cafe and then he stops looking at something. I turn my head and see a 'open mic' poster hanging up on one of the walls.
"No." I say flatly.
"Oh come on Lou, I want to hear your voice." Harry says with pleading eyes.
"Lou?" I say.
"Uh ya... it's a nickname like Haz." Harry says embarrassed.
"I like it, but um I really don't want to do the open mic Harry. I'm not comfortable with crowds.
"Oh please Louis I really want to hear how good you are." Harry says begging now.
"When is it?" I ask considering it.
"This Friday." Harry says reading the sign.
I sigh feeling defeated. I can't let Harry down especially when I want to impress him.
"Fine, alright I'll do it. But I don't want to see you laughing in the crowd because of how bad I am." I say pointing my finger at him.
"I would never do that." Harry says smiling.
"Well then It's a date." I say giving him a smirk.
"Ya.... I guess it is. A friendly date" Harry says a little nervous.
Well that fucking hurt.
"Yep." I say popping the 'p'.
"Well I should get going, my mom is probably worried." Harry says.
"Ok, see you later Haz." I say waving.
I watch him leave and no I totally was not watching his ass sway from side to side. So I have 3 days to prepare for this open mic thing great. But now is my chance to make Harry fall head over heels in love with me. Or so I hope.
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Alright well that was chapter 4 I hope you guys liked it and thank you again for reaching my goal it means a lot and now for this weeks goal.
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