He's Not Afraid || L.S AU

Chapter 17

Louis'POV

"Louis?" Fizzy pops her head out the doorframe with a blocked nose, making her voice sound weird and unusual.

"Yeah?" I shut my black book closed and shove it under my bed covers in hope that Fizzy doesn't ask any questions.

"Harry's upstairs and is asking for you." Fizzy walks to my bed and sits on the corner.

"What about Cathy?" Venom dripping in my voice. "She left," Fizzy says with a small smile on her face. I nod, trying to wipe away the grin about to spread on my face.

"You like Harry" Judging from that statement leaving my sister's mouth, I assume I didn't hide my grin well enough.

"Yeah...yeah, I think I do." I chew on my bottom lip, watching Fizzy's eyes broadening and eyes lighting up like a Christmas tree. Literally.

"What's with your idea of me and Harry being together, anyway?" I then ask Fizzy curiously. "I don't know... you just look so...perfecttogether," I bashfully drop my head down at her comment, seeing the outline of my book under the covers.

"You just fit. He could be the one" Fizzy finishes.

"Fizz, you're thinking way too far. And anyway, a boy like me will never, everget a chance with Harry Styles. He's drop dead gorgeous, a footballer and the team captain, popular, oh and one tiny detail. Straight." I pull on the loose thread on my shirt, only making it longer.

"Bro, you're thinking so low of yourself, you have a chance and you don't know if he's straight" Fizzy tries to compromise with me.

"Yeah, and why would he date a complete dork like me huh? A boy who's so awkward and kept. So independent and plain weird. Afraid of their own freaking shadow. Always tucked in a book. Yep, Harry will so go out with me" Tears threatening to fall from my eyes, my vision blurring.

"I know there is still a little Louis Peter Pan inside there. He isn't gone forever. I know you were bullied and it changed you but I know a small part of the old you is still in there. I knowit, Lou." Fizzy places her hand on my knee.

"I-I don't know," I mumble. She sighs lightly and gets off the bed, walking towards the exit. "Remember, Harry's upstairs"

~*~

"Louis! Liam is here!" Lottie practically screams from the doorway. I hop to the door and there stood Liam in sweats and a white tee, shivering like it was his job.

"Come in," I close the door after him. "T-Thanks, i-it's freazing" Liam rubs his arms up and down frantically. I chuckle and give him one of my thick hoodies which he accepts gratefully.

"Why didn't you open your window? I haven't seen you in a week" Liam asks me, zipping up my hoodie.

"Sorry, I was in the hospital and I was in the basement" I hop to the living room with Liam behind me. "Oh, what happened?" Liam points to my braced foot. "This happened when I fell down the stairs at school. The other was when I was in a car accident and slipped into a coma for  2 or 3 days." Watching as Liam's face transforms into worry, sadness, sympathetic to a simple frown.

"But I'm okay now, don't worry" I assure the boy in which he nods his head to. "So, I was wonde-"

"Louis, who's this?" Harry then interrupts Liam in the middle of his sentence.

"Er, m-my friend, L-Liam Payne" I tell Harry. Why the heck am I stuttering?! I haven't stuttered in front of him in a while so why the heck now?!

Harry raises an eyebrow at me and purses his lips in a thin line, clearly unamused. He gives Liam a 'look' and trails his eyes to me making me blush like wildfire at the sudden attention from him.