IRIS

Chapter Seventeen

    Recap....
   
    "What are you doing in my closet?" Louis voice broke the silence and startled me.

    Oh snap! I'm busted......

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(A/N: I suggest you guys listen to "I like me better" by Lauv when reading this chapter😉)
       

         IRIS' POV

            Louis was presently staring at me, expecting an answer as to why I was in HIS closet, and me? I was basically stumbling and fumbling thinking of a smart and believable lie to tell to his face.

            "Well I er....I was sitting on your bed waiting patiently for you to get back but you didn't and I got bored so I started walking around when suddenly something bright and shiny caught my eyes so I walked over to your closet and saw a very beautiful ring and admired it for a very long time before you came in" I explained. I don't really know how to tell lies so I just came clean but obviously left out the part where I stumbled across the book and pictures of her.

            "You what!" I flinched at Louis' unexpected outburst.

            "Why would you do that! Why did you go through my things?! You don't like it when people go through your things so what makes you think other people would like it as well!" He yelled.

            "I didn't mean to, I was bored-" I tried to explain but he cut me off.

            "I don't fucking care, I don't want to ever see you in my closet or going through my things and certainly not holding that ring, is that clear?!" He shouted. I would've argued back but I couldn't because I understand where he was coming from so I simply nodded my head.

            "Now get out of here" he said.

           I scoffed and walked past him, angry that he was overreacting over this whole situation. I opened his room door to step outside and surprisingly Harry was standing outside probably eavesdropping. I rolled my eyes and darted towards the direction to my room, him following suit.

         "Sorry about Louis, he doesn't usually get that upset" He said.

         "Agreed I snooped but the way he yelled at me over a ring was so not necessary, I mean its not like I threw it against a wall or fed it to my dog" I ranted. Harry stopped me and stood in front of me with his hands on my shoulders, I raised my eyebrows.

          "You have a dog?" He asked. I groaned.

           "What the hell Harry, is the dog really your highest concern?" I whined.

           "I just wanted to know that's all" He shrugged carelessly.

           "I had a dog way back when I was 10 but she died of a major heart problem. And its not really important Harry, you  need to work on your listening skills" I said. He let go of my shoulders and adjusted his posture so I looked small, I'm pretty tall but damn Harry puts the 't' in 'tall', whatever that means.