They say opposites attract.

Chapter 19

Following Louis' wishes, Harry left him alone. He didn't want to risk aggravating Louis further. But it wasn't only that, he was confused about his feelings towards Louis. Undoubtably, Louis aroused him. Their sexual relations had been Harry's most enjoyable sexual experiences and he wanted more, he kind of craved Louis.

The sad thing was, he didn't just want Louis sexually. He was finally able to admit to himself that he liked Louis' personality. When Louis wasn't out to get Harry, he was funny, charming, caring and attentive. Harry felt embarrassed to admit that Louis actually had great qualities. Harry had spent so long hating Louis for the way that he treated him that he had forgotten Louis' good qualities that he once knew. It had hit Harry whilst doing the project that he actually admired Louis' personality. Louis was different. He didn't care what people thought, he was truly caring of his friends and family, he was absolutely hilarious, he was a good listener and time absolutely flew by when you're with him. Upon realizing this, Harry decided to add this to the psychology analysis. Adding that if Louis liked you, he was an absolute gem. And without mentioning details, Harry added that Louis enjoyed having a scapegoat in situations where he did not know who to blame. He finds someone to release his anger towards.

At the start, when Louis had begun being a douchebag, Harry had to admit that he missed him. Louis had become apart of Harry's routine. They were inseparable it was unbelievable.They spent so much time together so, Harry would find himself missing Louis and he would wonder if Louis ever missed him too. It was highly unlikely that he did but Harry still wondered sometimes. It had hurt.

But now, Harry was simply angry. Louis was fucking irritating. He had to know that he was intolerable. He was truly annoying, doing his best to get under Harry's skin. Harry wouldn't have minded if Louis would just bugger off but he never does- he always comes back to annoy Harry in different ways. It was infuriating.

It was now 10 PM on a Friday and Harry was furiously typing away on his laptop, adding onto the psychology analysis of Louis. He had to admit, he was being a bit biased since he hated Louis but nonetheless, he typed away. The essay was impersonally personal. As Harry had to maintain professionalism, he didn't make it too personal but nonetheless, he wrote down everything he thought of Louis. Which was a lot.

Once he wrote down everything he had on his mind for now, his eyes started to droop. He was tired. All his friends had gone partying and since he was officially done with going to parties, he decided to stay home and catch up on some work, watch some TV shows. Do anything. He just didn't want to go to another stupid party- he also didn't want to bump into Louis.

So, since he got home from school, he's eaten, watched 4 episodes of suits, 1 episode of arrow, done his math homework and added to his psychology essay, in the dark. He'd like to think he had been quite productive. Now, he shut his laptop and lay his head back. Before he knew it, he drifted off to sleep.

An annoying buzzing sound from under Harry awoke him from his slumber. He slowly opened his eyes, adjusting to the dark. He looked beside him, his digital clock displaying: 1 A.M.

He felt confused as to why he had woken up but the buzzing from underneath him reminded him again. He groaned and reached to wear the buzzing was, realizing he was being called. He couldn't focus on the name so he just slid the answer button and put the phone to his ears.

"Hello?" He rasped, through the phone, eyes barely staying open.

"Heeeeeeey Hazza!" Upon hearing this, Harry's eyes flew open. He knew this voice far too well.

"Louis?" Harry questioned, voice still raspy.

"Yes it's Louis silly!" Louis replied, giggling. 'Louis?!' he mocked, giggling more. He found this way too funny.