let's escape // larry stylinson

chapter 5

Louis POV

"Louis, you can't keep doing this. I know it's hard for you but you'll have to meet him anyway. You can't hide from him forever", Lottie tells me as she sits down on my bed. 

I pull the covers up till they cover my whole body but my face. I don't want to meet him, at least not yet. I know I have to but I'm not ready. 

When I think about what happened last time someone moved next door, I feel a lump in my throat and tears start filling my eyes. I try to cover my eyes but unfortunately, Lottie notices that I'm crying. 

She pulls me away from the covers and wraps her arms around my neck. I wrap my arms around her waist and silently cry on her shoulder as she rubs my back. 

"Shhh, it's alright to cry, dear. But you do have to meet him today. I think he'll be in your class tomorrow and we'll walk to school with him too", she says, not letting me go. 

I sniffle, "I know I have to meet him, I'm just scared. What if he's like him?" She hugs me tighter as she tells me about our new neighbor, apparently his name is Harry, I like that name. He seems like a nice guy, that makes me feel a bit better. 

Maybe I should go downstairs and meet him. Maybe it won't be that bad. Maybe he isn't like the old neighbor. Just maybe...

"Give me a minute to wash my face Lottie, I don't want him to think I'm a weirdo or something", I mutter right before my eldest sister let's me go to the bathroom.

I look at myself in the mirror and immediately want to look away, I look disgusting. 

My eyes are red and puffy from crying for days, even weeks straight. My hair looks terribly messy and it's way too long, I should get a haircut. I haven't changed my sweatpants and shirt for a couple days but I honestly don't care.

I wash my face with some water and put on my glasses and a beanie before I tiptoe down the stairs right behind my sister.

There he is, he looks so much younger than I imagined but he's absolutely beautiful. His hair is fluffy, it kind of looks like he just got out of bed, but I love it. His eyes are emerald green and just beautiful.

He looks at me like he's shocked, he's staring at me and it makes me feel very uncomfortable.

After he has been staring for a while, he clears his throat and introduces himself to me. "Hi there, I'm Harry, I moved next door yesterday. It's nice to meet you, what's your name?"

His voice is very deep and soft. I love his voice, there was a slight shake in his voice though, maybe he's nervous. But then again why would someone be nervous meeting me? I don't mean anything to anyone, people just use me.

I don't really know what to say so I mumble, "I'm Louis, nice to meet you". I hear my voice shaking, I messed up, again. Why can't I ever do something normal, without messing up?

Lottie pats my back as an encouragement for me to shake his hand, so I do. I shake his warm, big and soft hand.

It feels kind of nice but I would never admit that. I'm kind of embarrassed even thinking about that. After two seconds I pull my hand away and I smile slightly at Daisy and Phoebe on the ground, asking Harry to brush their hair, before I run back upstairs.

I fall down on my bed and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. My breath starts to shake and tears escape from my eyes once again. Why did this happen to me? Why me? Why?

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A/N. Oof, short chapter again. Sorryyy. Meeting Harry, Louis' POV. I hope you like it :) Have a great day. Kissy. 

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