let's escape // larry stylinson

chapter 4

Harry POV

"So who's the 5th girl?", I ask Lottie as we walk inside her house. 

She looks at me with a questioning look. "Girl? No it's a boy", she says. 

"Oh really? My mum said there were only girls in your family, I figured she was right. I'm sorry", I say, if I was alone I'd slap myself in the face right now. She just nods and we walk into the living room.

After talking about school for a while, which is starting tomorrow, she mumbles, "It took him long enough now". 

She walks to the stairs and yells something like "Come downstairs! You have to meet him now!" 

I guess she just told the boy to come here and meet me. Is it just me or does it sound like he doesn't want to? Is he scared of me?

When minutes passed and he still hasn't come downstairs, Lottie decides to go upstairs to talk to him. 

I pick up a doll from the floor. "Look at this doll Phoebe, she's lonely. She wants you to play with her", I say as I sit down on the floor next to the two girls who have been playing with their dolls for almost an hour. 

Phoebe and Daisy look up at me and they start grinning. 

"Yay! Harry is finally playing with us!", one of them excitedly exclaims. I smile at them and start brushing the hair of their dolls. 

I can't help but think about the boy, is he avoiding me? Did something happen? Why doesn't he just want to meet me? So many questions are in my head right now. 

I don't even notice that Daisy sat down in my lap until she started pulling my hair. "Ouch, Daisy, that hurts!", I exclaim and the little girl looks at me with a sad face.

"I'm sorry, Harry. I won't do it again, I just want you to brush my hair too", she pouts and I can't help but smile. She's such a cute little girl. I nod and she hands me her hair brush. She sits down in my lap again and I brush her hair until they finally come downstairs.

Lottie and the boy.

Wow, is my first thought when I see him. 

He's gorgeous, his eyes are bright blue, but they look like he's been crying. 

His brown hair looks soft and fluffy, partly covered by a red beanie. A black pair of glasses on the top of his nose and his thin lips. He wears grey sweatpants and a white t shirt.

He looks absolutely breathtaking. He isn't handsome, he's much more than that. He's the most beautiful man I have ever laid my eyes on.

When I finally realize I'm staring at him, I clear my throat and introduce myself. 

"Hi there, I'm Harry, I moved next door yesterday. It's nice to meet you. What's your name?", I say politely but I notice the slight shake in my voice. 

"I'm Louis, nice to meet you", he mumbles.

His voice is wonderful, so soft and pure. He sounds like an angel.

Lottie pats his back and Louis shakes my hand. It's a warm handshake and I feel cold when he pulls his hand back. He sprints back upstairs and I sigh.

"So, that's Lou, our brother", Lottie announces when Louis has gone upstairs. "Yeah I figured", I reply to her. He's still on my mind. There's something about him. Louis.

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A/N. Hey! Chapter four, Harry meets Louis, chapter five will be the same thing but from Louis' POV so I'll upload that in a few minutes too. I hope you enjoy this chapter and the story so far. OH this is my first update after New Years so, HAPPY NEW YEAR! May your year be filled with health, love and happiness and may all your dreams come true. Cheers to a wonderful 2019.

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