Date Mishap
Part (1)
Harry frowned as he looked into the mirror, groaning in annoyance.
"Louis, please help?" He called out, fiddling with his tie.
Louis came over, smirking and pushing Harry's hands away lightly.
"Aw, does Harold not know how to adjust his tie?" Louis teased, though Harry could see something was up. Louis' eyes kept darting around and he was fidgeting non-stop.
"Here you go. All ready for your date with Emily." He patted Harry's chest and laughed but he was never good at faking laughs.
"Louis. What's wrong?" Harry decided to ask.
"Hmm?" Louis replied distractedly, staring at his phone's screen but Harry noticed his fingers shaking slightly.
Harry knew something was up and he was getting it out of Louis whether he likes it or not.
"Louis... Tell me. I can tell you're not yourself, you know." Harry tried, sitting on the couch where Louis was sprawled.
Louis straightened his back, sighing softly.
"Harry. Go. You're late, Haz. Enjoy yourself." Louis seemed tired and sad.
This was the last straw.
"Louis. I am not going unless you tell me what's wrong!" Harry demanded, standing up and crossing his arms.
"You want to know what's wrong?! You! We finally have some time together and you go out with your girlfriend. And you keep spending time with everyone else but me! It's unfair! And we're living in the same freaking house, Harry!"
Louis spat out, standing up and storming into his room, slamming his door to convey his meaning.
Harry pushed his curls back, falling onto the couch, grumbling. Lately, everything he did seemed to have a negative effect.
Yes, he had stayed away from Louis, but that was for Louis' own good!
